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Its about 3 P.M.I just got home from school, and as I predicted it was terrible. The morning sucked really bad because my teacher flipped at me for not having my shirt tucked in then was mad at the for the rest of the TWO periods. Then i had a spare so i spent almost two hours all alone and my girlfriend is now too busy to even text me anymore for the rest of the semester, so I will basically be lonely the whole day everyday for the next couple of months which is a huge downer. The only good part of my day was fourth period. As I walked into my International Business class right away my teacher got up and said "OH MY GOD! Luke you're in my class? I did not even notice your name on my list. I'm so happy I think it will be a great semester." She made me feel wanted and like I'm actually someone....She is one of the nicest teachers I know and I also think it will be a great semester. Although that one encounter was great, all the other bad things in my ay kind of ruined that moment. What bothers me most is that my girlfriend is actually too busy at her lunch time to text me fo fourty-five whole minutes. Maybe a couple of texts if I am lucky. I need to find some friends andnot rely on her anymore..bcause she is most likely mad at me wanting her attention...or maybe I will just try and not text her and not bother her and go sleep in the library and stop checking my phone constantly during class for a hopeful text message waiting for me. Sometimes I actually getthe feeling that my phone just vibrated, but lately...no text was ever waiting for me. I hope my day will gt better after a brief nap and...and I don't know what else. I feel like I'm a depressed person but I know that if i just got some friends and my own car then I would rely less on my girlfriend, she would be less pissed off and I would probably be a more balanced and happier person. I don't want to keep hurting my girlfriend so much with my constant babysitting needs. I feel guilty and like a child...

End of entry #4 - Part 1

Luke. J. Hollis.