I hate thinking about life. There's just so much to worry about. High school. Boys. Tests. College. What college you're going to go to. What you're going to major in. The people at said college. I know half of you aren't even thinking about it yet. I've gotten a bajillion e-mails from so many different colleges. Miami state. Denver state. U of M. U of M mooris. St. Kates. Ball state. So many. I know that you say I shouldn't worry about it, tess. Probably same goes with mikaela. But I have too. I'm not going to have anything handed to me. I have to work for everything. I need my future to get me the hell out of here. I know you guys don't understand that, but I do. It's my only chance.

She's done what she should, should she do what she dares? She doesn't want to
leave, she's just wondering if there's life out there.

I can't be like that. I can't wonder. I have to know.