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So I’m kind of depressed today. It’s Sunday and I don’t want to go to school tomorrow. Not because of classes or anything, but because of the people I hang around with. They’re starting to get n my nerves. I know it’s only two more months but I can’t wait that long! I love the classes I’m in and all it’s just the people I hang around with make me think of how and why I ended up with them. I wish I wasn’t stuck in that group, but I am unless I go off and be a loner, which wouldn’t be cool.
Anyways I’m going on this trip to run a program in one of the native reserve, which is cool. It’s my last year though, but I’m kind of worried about going this year because the team has changed so much! I’m like the oldest person that isn’t a leader on the team and there’s kind of a big maturity gap between the rest of the team and myself. It’ll work out though… I hope…
Catch y’all later.

Count Down to the end: 2 months

The first thing I hear when I walked down the hallway after flunking my road test was: “Oh look! It’s the Christian.” And then the ones I hang out with at lunch laughed at me. One of them goes on to say that I miss a rather good Christian bashing session in Comparative Civilizations. He went on to say that every one was bashing Christians in the class and the others that he thought were Christians were just being quiet. I told him there were few if any other Christians in our class and left it at that.
So the first day back to my doomed school life was, as it is about fifty percent of the time, miserable. No one really talked to me today, save Travis, Melissa and Alex (the one who was poking fun at me). It was rather sad considering that one of these people I hang out with at lunch say that I am like a best friend to her. She didn’t even talk to me, but that didn’t really bother me at all.
This ‘no-one-talking-to-Jack’ incident could have just been because I wasn’t feeling all too happy about participating in social activities and the fact that I didn’t really talk to anyone. Ah, but I don’t really care if people talk to me usually it was just that it being the first day back from spring break I was expecting someone to ask how my break went. No one did to my slight surprise.
Later on in art I was having a civil conversation with Travis and Melissa while we worked on our sculptures. Travis said something and then I said that I couldn’t wait for school to be over so I don’t have to see any of my school friends again. He said to stop being so full of myself and then I put some of the dust from my sculpture of his backpack. He gave a little hissy fit and said I would freak out at him if he were to do that to my bag. I thought on this and he rolled his eyes. I don’t think I would have ‘freak out’ at Travis today if he put dust on my bag.
Anyways I eventually hurt myself with one of the tolls we were using in art, it still stings a bit but has stopped bleeding. My sculpture looks more like a car than a turtles, or bother mixed together… Travis called it modern art and I called it trash.

So I must be ending this first of many entries, as I must go soon. I bid all those whom have read a good day and good-bye.

Count down to the end: Three months