It's nearing.

I'm dreading the end of school because then I know I have to start making choices for the next year. I'm not even sure about where I'll be. If I come back to school then I'm not sure of where I'm living. That's nerve racking.


If my grades aren't good enough for me to come back, then I have no idea what I'll do. I'll be leaving everything I know once again. There are people I don't think will be easy to leave, let alone never see again. But that's not something I can really help I think.

God, I want to come back, but I'm so afraid of coming back. I don't know where I'll live. I don't know who I'd live with. I don't even know who I'm close to here anymore. It's a really uneasy feeling.



fas;lfj;alfjaiewof, okay. What's worse is that I don't help myself at all because I don't take enough time to figure it out and think about it. I put it out of my mind. Avoid it so I don't have to think about it.


I need to get this all straight before it's too late, and before it hurts more later on than it does now.