NothingNothing is exciting or right at this point. Patrick's going into the marines. Dance isn't as fun as it used to be. Uncle John's still dead. School seriously sucks lately. If I don't get to read my speech at graduation I'll feel like I have nothing to look forward to. Sterling Heights isn't close enough to Holt, especially when your Grandma has a cancer scare (even though it turns out they think it's calcium). I haven't seen Uncle Gary in forever, and he normally helps me out of ruts. My Aunt no longer is someone whom I feel I can talk. Sometimes I feel like my friends are pretty much all fake and don't appreciate me. I'm not excited that I have to get a real job this summer, I can't babysit. I'm not excited about college for some reason. Normally I'm so optimistic, but right now I'm the exact opposite. Ugh. | 
Today is Molly's 17th Birthday. Her first birthday without her dad. I hope she's doing okay, I don't think that's possible. Today was hard for me too in that sense. I've been thinking about them all day.