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Good Evening!

It has been a while since I wrote anything and I am silently cursing at myself because I am doing everything I told myself I was not gonna do, which literally is to write regularly. But I am back to give you some updates on my life.

My second semester of grade 12 is going fabulously! I love every single one of my classes (even if I only have 3) and all my teachers. Their classes I actually wanna take, my favourite being writer's craft, I finally have the time and excuse to not structure my paragraphs and I have a reason to get to school every morning. Most of the time I'm still late. I have to keep a blog for that class as well but it doesn't cut so deep into my life, although I still briefly dig into why and who I am, its the light blanket stuff that makes you sad enough but not enough to call the police.  I have a good group of friends in each class and I still get to have lunch with my best friend every day.

This is sem is flying by, discussions about prom dresses and graduation heels are paired with after-prom parties and grad trips. Things are happening a lot faster than I had expected and although it mostly excited it still dawns on me how fast I am running out of time. I am making all the best memories and taking lots of pictures too but it still sits in the back of the mind that in a couple of months nothing will be the same. We won't have that innocent high school gaze and things like actually adulting are something we're running right into.

Speaking of next year, I found myself a roommate! I ran into one of my old best friends at the coffee shop and after getting to talking we found out we want to go to the same university! We get along well enough and we have somewhat similar living habits plus she knows when to party and when to not party. We get along great and I know I'll have someone to run with me to get food at 2AM. I dont want to hope too much, but I want to hope a lot

In relation to my home life. it's okay I guess. My parents are back to normal they've swept it under the rug and so I have been forced to do the same thing even if I dont want to. I won't do anything about it though, I dont want to disrupt the peace. But still every time my dad yells at me, I wanna yell back "you're a horrible person, you raped somebody". I know I could do some real damage with that.  Is it horrifying that I want to throw it in his face like that? Ugh, I just hate entire situation, but I just have to make it a couple more months and then I am out of here, ill be back only for a little amount of time now. And as much as I'll miss everyone I have here, I can't keep living like this. It's not forever, maybe one day ill be numb to it and get retrograde amnesia or something.

anyways, I have to get back to it now, from now on I wanna slowly drift away from my parents and maybe write some more fun stuff, like a good movie or my favourite songs who knows ill figure it out, I always do