The few months feel like a blur. I think that for once in my life I can honestly say I wasted a lot of time. It will just be another cut out in the calender of my life. A section that I can pretend didn't exist, and maybe I can get my life back on track and normalized. I'm hoping to be moving in the spring. It will be good for me. Because when I'm here, in this town, I feel like I'm stuck in this black hole. That's what Battle Ground is, a place people go to waste their lives.
People amaze me, and not in a good way. I don't know why I try to make an effort at something that obviously means nothing now to anyone except me.
And boys are still stupid...
