I've been legal for a month, and yet I don't feel the aging. Sometimes it feels like life is coming in light-speed and I can just pray to hold on. In a few weeks college acceptance laters come out and I'm really nervous about it. Oh yes, and it's the beginning of Lent. I was going to sacrifice being sexy, but you know that's like nearly impossible. So for the alternative, I'm going to try and not curse or anything. So school was school. Pre-cal, aced the quiz. Gov't - barely finished the homework in time. Design - worked on drawing, which is really gay. Yearbook, actually got some work done. Nothing really exciting about today. Oh, my friend Luis told me about the risk he took. Sadly, it did not pay off too well. It makes me think, "Is it really worth the risk?" I guess it always depends. If it's something you really want, you might as well go for it. But expect the consequences. Expect the worst, hope for the best right? As for me, I'm contemplating taking the risk, but I'm leaning towards no, because it does not seem so likely that it'll be a good result. I'm so confused. Should I even bother? How can I let go of something I've held on to for so long? Things can't just change like that. I don't want them to change. I'd rather hold on to that feeling, that heartache, that hope. Sometimes it hurts, but sometimes it's a really good feeling. It's like being happy and sad at the same time. Is there such a feeling like that? Sappy? I've no clue. But in any case, tomorrow's another day, another chance perhaps.