It's kind of strange to think that this could be my last week in this bedroom, my last week of Newark High School.. ever. As soon as I settle into something, it's time to pack up and move again. This time, I don't really have another choice. I hope the pettiness of adults, which tends to be ten times worse, will blow over. My mind is in a thousand different places right now.

I'm getting sick. I need a job. I want to move out now.