It's like, frantic.

It's really not, but I feel frantic, do you know what I mean? I can't seem to relax without worrying about things I should be doing. I feel like my heart is pounding. Hate that. Stress, I think.

Kt and charlie are getting ready to go up to Dan's for dinner. It's a long way up there; about 50 minutes straight into the mountains. At least it isn't snowing.

Im surprised Cindi didn't say something about my little "fault" quiz. My whole life my family members have told me that I'm mean. That it's not what I say, it's how I say it. Teachers even said I could be verbally cruel. It's funny that the quiz came out that way.