I’m thinking more about moving today. I screwed up a lot in the spelling bee. I can’t stop thinking about it.
Otherwise I didn’t have to bad a day. P.E. and music were fun at school.
Oh oh. Here comes depression again. Sombody started me thinking about friends. I don’t want to leave my friends. Here or in Laramie. I don’t think I should be so depressed about moving. It might be fun in California. But all I can think about it is drugs. Probably everyone in my classes will be a druggie. At least that’s what I heard. When I lived there before I even knew someone on drugs.
I like the mountains here. I like Laramie. Face it, me. I like it here. I wish my mom and Bruce did.
Ok. Hobby time. Get my mind off moving. I going to Karate on Monday. I don’t want to leave Karate West. Kim Yee, my instructor, is really neat. He’s good to. He’s got shelves and closets full of them. Medals and trophe’s.