I just need these two weeks to pass by quickly. And then I'll be in my senior year. But I've been anxious, just holed up in my house. I tried to hang out with friends: failed. Trying to date someone: failed. Trying to get a job: failed and got molested. Hahaha, this has been one of the worst summers. I wish I had more exciting experiences to report to everyone when I return to my new school. Moving sucks. This is the second time I've had to readjust, and I evidently can't handle it very well. I know, realistically, logically, that I'll survive. This wasn't a big deal. But for now, I'm sitting in my house, unproductive, and restless without any friends. Fuck.