Geedy children,

I am going away tomorrow... to newfoundland. I am really nervous. I haven't been sleeping well, I'm tired and cranky... and the basketball team is fighting again... cept... no one will tellme what's going on. Quite frustrating. They won't look me in the eye without looking uncomfortable. It's sad. I don't know what to do. I can't control people, but I wish they would just stop. I'm tired of cliques. I'm tired of hurting, and being hurt by other people and their cliques.

I'm just too tired to care anymore. Too tired. For love of god. I can't wait until Christmas break. You don't have to do anything. Thank the lord. We won our basketball game yesterday. It was pathetic though. This team is the worst team in the league, and we were tied with them at half time. We came back and beat them by 22, but it was ugly. Mr Stacey was yelling and shit... and I started to cry. It was pathetic, and I could hear people talking about it later... but I couldn't help it. Mr Stacey pulled me aside, and asked me what was up after the game. I wouldn't tell him. Its non of his business. I don't trust men. Anyhoo, I got 11 points. That's all. Jesus I'm tired.