Only 12 days until I graduate...it's really hard to believe that it's all over. I sat in the band room 8th period thinking about how much I'm going to miss everyone, and it was hard to look at some of the people I've spent most of my life with, or atleast the past 6 years. I can't believe mike's leaving...4 hours seems like such a long drive to go visit...and jamie's going to kentucky...I don't know how much more of all of this I can take. If I could, I would just quit. But there's no point in it, I've already wasted 13 years of my life, what's another 12 days? I haven't talked to casey for a few weeks, I miss him. It's not like he's gone, but not talking to him is rough. He seems to understand me soo much... Ugh, I just feel like crud today, there isn't one main reason, I just feel like crap. Oh well, to hell with it.

Well, dad came home drunk last night...and it wasn't his usual late time. It was around 11, actually. He totally flipped out and it went on until 1:30 or so. Listening to him blame everything on my mother is getting really annoying. I wish to God I could move out of this place. I feel so awful today. I don't think I've ever cried so much. Well, the hell with it...I quit.