Warning: Teenager Angst Ahead.
What I wish I could write is that today was a better day.
It wasn't, really.
School was hard, choir rehearsal was trying, babysitting was an entirely other experience in another universe that I don't understand yet.
My stepmom mentioned something at the beginning of the year. That things go in 9 year cycles (or something like that) and this is the first year of the next cycle, and that likely things would be upturned and a little unstable this year. Yep. She got it spot on. So far? 2008 kind of isn't fun.
So what I really want to write is a meditation of some sort on unpopularity, sadness, and or Ingredients of Doom like yesterday, but instead, I think I'll go to sleep.
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