Thank you for listening, sweetheart.

Honestly.... I don't think I even need this blog anymore. Yeah, it helped. But everything is going great right now. I fixed everything with Jacob. Maybe the way that I did it wasn't the right way, but it helped me realize a lot of things. Long story short: we almost broke up. Or that's what he thought, at least. Anywaysss. I'm scared for high school. Not because of the drama and stuff like that. I can handle that. But because I'm scared that I'm going to get bad grades and fail classes and the teachers aren't going to like me. I mean, I've got to follow Mandy's act for gods sake. It's a lot of pressure. Plus, I'm going to be in California the day that they give out the tour of the school and which class is which so I have to do that the first day and I'm scared it's going to throw me back. *deep sigh* I know things are going to be different. Way different. Maybe some of it will be for the better, I don't know. But things like... I know Jacob and I are going to break up. I mean, it's an eighth grade relationship. I realize that. But I hate the fact that I realize it. I've only heard of one couple that's been together since eighth grade. Well, there's another one, but she regrets it and cries everyday because of it. So, I don't want to end up like that. If we do break up, it's most likely going to be because I end it.. I'm not sure. I don't even like talking about it, so let's move on to another subject. Ummm like I said in the last one, I like my face. Sooo that's good. I'm starting to like my body.. But that one is going to take a looong time. I'm working out everyday. I have to go to the doctor on the 30th and I'm really not looking forward to that. Partially because I have to get shots, and partially because they just say your weight out loud. Like it's nothing! Little do they know that they're destroying my self worth. I just really really really really really do not like shots. They're just sticking needles in you and they don't even care. And I'm a screamer. Heh, that sounds nasty. But I legitimately scream when I get shots. Like the kind of scream that scares the little kids in the waiting room. It's bad. But the nurses laugh! So I'm glad they're getting a few chuckles in because of my pain. Good for them. Bitches. I mean, I can't get out of the doctors appointment because I have to get a physical to be able to do sports for high school. I want to do A LOT of things in high school. Just so I get involved, ya know? Yeeah. I'm going to go. I love you, darling <3