I have not had time to breathe in about two weeks. I have barely had time to sleep, and I’m exhausted. I have been working non-stop, and its killing me. I’m writing this in the newspaper room during seventh hour; I’ve slept in three classes today. I’m actually getting something productive done in my only free hour. This would be the perfect time to take a nap, but of course I’m wide awake now.

There is too much stress building up. I have homecoming Saturday, working everyday this week (apart from Wednesday and Saturday), I finally applied for college and graduation is creeping up on me. It’s just not enough time to get everything done. I’m physically and mentally exhausted. Last night, I worked until eleven, and I got no sleep at all. Thank God today was pajama day, or I’d be dead right now.

I haven’t seen Jayden in so long. I can’t stand it. He’s always right there, but by the time I get off of work he’s sleeping, and weekends are crazy busy for me. I miss him so much. If this is what college is going to be like, I don’t want to go. We still live in the same house, and I never get to see my bubble gum. It’s awful because he’s the reason I’m pushing though, and I can’t even spend time with him. I hate it. Wednesday I’m going to pick him up from school early, and we’re going to do something epic. I don’t know what, but it will be just me and him so it won’t really matter.