Poise

For starters...I'm back with Bree.
I'm happy.

Next on the Agenda...Alyssa.
So far so good. I like to think that she doesn't exist anymore.
It's working fairly well. I still have my days, but you know what?
For someone who spent five years of her life dedicated to a lost cause, I think I'm handling it with some poise.
Third.School. I don't particularly wish to go into detail.
I'm failing everything, even art. I am soo pathetic.
Fourth. Me. I weigh a fucking lot. I don't like the idea.
I'm about three pounds away from my number.
I'm not about to explain that just now.
It's not a great feeling, being a whale.

It's hard, adjusting to life without the things and the people I used to have.
I'm getting used to it. Other than constantly being sick and getting yelled at because of grades or drugs, I'm fairly content. I've got the girl. I've got the best friend (although Wisconsin is a while away for a best friend, I still love you Michael). I can live with that.