Thank God this week is over!!!
I almost had the worst week of my entire life. Everything went wrong, and when I say everything...I'm not kidding at all.

I had to serve 7 AM mass this week, and with volleyball and everything goin on, I was sooooo tired. So I was a b*tch all week, and I'm sorry for it, but I can't really help it :(

Here't the big thing: My friends and I like to talk to the janitor because he seems kind of lonley. So on Tuesday, we saw his car so we went a'lookin for him. We found him in the cafeteria, so we just went to say hi. He started babbling about something and I had no clue what he was saying because of how heavy his accent is. I just nodded in agreement because all I understood was something about pictures, the teacher, principal, and how his shift started at 3:00 p.m. now. And then he started talking about how this was all a big secret between us 3 and him. I thought it was pretty cool at the time. I mean, I had a secret with the janitor!! How many people could say that? And then he started telling us that we were beautiful and stuff...we were women of beauty because of our kindness and such. He finally let us go, but not before making us promise not to say anything. As we went up the stairs he followed us saying we were beautiful creatures. I was a lil freaked out, until my friend clued me in on what he was talking about. He wanted a picture of us for his records or something, and our teacher wouldn't give him one because she thinks he has problems.... I know, it may not seem like its that big of a thing, but a feeling of security is really gone when I see his car now. Who knows, he could be planning a rape on any person in that school and I would feel terrible because I knew...! What am I supposed to do, I can't hold this in forever!! Its really insane...!

I have so much going on I don't know if I'm going to be able to keep up with everything. I was talking to someone today about high school, and they were talking about how the school I chose screwed them over so many times. i'm so scared. I'm stressing over whether I made the right decision or not :( What if I'm supposed to be at Rosary? I really hope I chose correctly, b/c latley, all I've heard is bad things about Central. Hmm...Now I'm all stressed.

Not like stress is anything new to me. Someone mentioned something to me today. They called it a "day off." I think its some kind of Greek dish or something...hmm ponder ponder
"Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see..every single day what you say makes no sense to me....can't get my head around you...!"
~The Offspring, Can't Get My Head Around You