We take large rocks and lob them on to thin ice.

God save me again.

Oh, how we're living so dangerously.

I can't believe myself sometimes.

As soon as I think "What am I doing?" I remember. It seems like I just lay out and say: "Choose your weapon." and the worst is done to me. Then I come back and do it all over again.

I went home this weekend. Max came with me. It was kind of odd, because I was in all the same places I have always gone to: (Cw's, Seattle's, Fairlawn, Akron) but I am in a totally different stage of life now. It's funny to experience those things again and think how times have changed. Everyone knows everything changes. For me, the change is usually unwanted, but then when it happens I think "How could I have ever lived this way?" (or eaten that, or listened to this etc.) It would be a good thing to keep growing like this. When change happens, to realize it for the better, and not yearn for past times or future times. I will try really hard to take change like this for the rest of my life. I hope God keeps changing me.

"It's so much easier alone, but you don't have to go that far."

I never ever ever knew.

I don't like 8:50AM classes. I think my eyeballs are going to fall out. I pretty much wish I could fall asleep in my bed and never get up today. It's hard acting responsible, and that's a great life lesson, but I still hate it. We have to feel responsible and learn it at this school, but we are never allowed to exucute it.

We are forced to display behind locked car doors, and our emotion is cramped by the back seat.

The good thing is, is that it may make us stronger.