This is great... Im sick again... the day after my birthday. "Lifes tough... and then you die"- a quote said way too often by Robin. Now its relevant. Well fuck being depressed about shit. I realize what i have to get done. I need to fix my grades, get undepressed, get unsick, get in the fucking best shape of my life, run really fast for miles on end and basically get happy and confident. Ive been doing all the work i should have since school started in the last two days. Im getting back on track. Im trying to make myself not sick, and when i get back im going to be a machine with passion and im going to dominate life. Fuck not doing my best at everything, i can do well at anything i try, so im going to fucking try! Im going to be good at everything and be healthy and spend more time with my friends. I missed a group presentation in school today, ive never let anyone down like that before, but i try to not myself feel guilty about it because i am sick as fuck. Tomorrow im going to try my best to run at the dual meet, which means going to school even if i feel like shit. Life is awesome and then you die knowing it was.

¶ 3:15 PM

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