Going Crazy.

Things are alright. I wish I could say exactly what I mean sometimes, but everyone takes things so personally sometimes. It's really nothing personal, I swear. I'm getting over some things and people, and really getting excited for the next year. It's so ridiculous. I'm really hopeful.

Dying and cutting my hair in a week. I'm excited. I figure I'm making changes for the better, right? Because getting to be where I want can't be a bad thing, right? Because really, it's not about finding yourself, it's about creating yourself. I've stopped biting my nails, I'm getting rid of some things, turning a year older, starting a new school year and opening my mind. I'm tired of people telling me I've changed for the worse. Because this is my youth, and it's about moving forward, not going back. You can't live in the past forever. Especially when you've got so much life left to live. It's time for change, after all.

This next week or so is going to be good, I've got a good feeling. I really hope I'm right about this.