Perfect.

School has been my air here lately. The homework has been overwhelming and something that I'm not ready for yet. I can do it without a doubt. I just don't have the will power or the stamina to keep up with it. I'd rather be with my best friend right now. I haven't felt good all week, and I don't think it'll change for a while. I've constantly got a headache, my stomach hurts, and I find myself yelling at the most random people. I just want to get away from this place. I want to get away from all the hurt and the pain. I'm tired of seeing my father in the mirror. That's something Sam helps me with, getting me to focus on who I am, not who dad is. I don't even think Sam knows that he's doing that. I'm so ready for these next two weeks can pass, so that way I can go up to see his new house. I wait for that day with anticipation.