Hi, My name is Rollercoaster.

Dang. Twists and turns.
So many unnecessary emotions.

Today was one of the worst feelings I've ever felt.
Other than that little freak out I had some weeks ago. [That was the absolute WORST ever.]
(PS. You don't know what I'm talking about.)
I'm so sorry.
I was so stupid. I didn't know that it would affect you so much.
I was so scared when you wouldn't pick up your phone.
But you did... eventually... and I'm glad.
Because now everything's okay.
I know better now.
I don't want to make you upset again.
So I promise it won't happen again.
I love you.
Hey guess what tomorrow is?
<3

In other news...
I've been finding out info about old friends that I really wish I could fix.
It sucks knowing you can't do anything about it. Like... A LOT.
I wonder what would've happened if I had continued to hang out with them?

So. Dilemma.
Choir concert?
Or retreat?
If I pick the choir concert... I'll miss out on one of the best experiences I'll ever have.
If I pick the retreat... I'm booted out of Jazz Choir. You are so HARSH, Mrs. Page!
-_____- Wtf.
This is one of those ehgahd, lemme cry in a corner before I solve this, why, effing a, why?! moments.
I need a sign.

Jennifer: Cheer up, love!
I'm trying to be here for you.

Annotating takes up like... 58.32% of my day.
Die EXPO.

EDIT:
[ps] RIP MVHS Band Director, Rick Lorenzen.
Didn't know you. Never wanted to know you. Seriously. Why would I?
But... after writing out a bunch of crap about my life and then reading the school's breaking news...
I know my crap is nothing compared to a bunch of other shit that's goes on.