Home at last.

I'm no longer at my mother's house, I'm also no longer 13 I'm 14 and going into the ninth grade. Fun, right? Wrong. Going into high school is going to either make me into someone or break me and completely destroy me in a matter of days. My attitude, rude, sarcastic comments will kill me big time. The girls there are going to get me in trouble cause there's nothing more that I hate then an idiotic, pig headed, stuck up bitch. My grades I hope will be striaght A's across the board, but only time and my determination will deside if that happens. Cross country I plan to rock it all the way through, making new records, beating old ones, and being the best I can at it. As for boys, I got a boyfriend but I'm not sure were going to last with his god damn attitude but what can I say he's a guy. I sure know how to pick them, but if I didn't like him then I wouldn't put up with him. Not much I can do, but hopefully I'll make it through. High school I think I'm ready for you. Hopefully.