Sometines I wonder why I used to love this place. School used to be so fun, I used to be so good at it. But now it’s harder, and there are smarter people. And I’m losing the spot in which I used to belong.

It’s sad when things come to an end, but it’s also exciting. In life every end is just a new beginning…

I cried for an hour last night. Out of all the girls from my middle school to try out for High School choir only two didn’t make it. I was one of them. It hurt, in my stomach. I barley ate all day today. I guess I thought I was better. It was probably just that I had a bad audition. After all, I was somewhat sick that day and as I had practiced prior to it my voice was cracking a lot. In my audition songs my voice did crack a few times on the high notes, so maybe they thought I couldn’t hit them. Also, my sight reading sucked. I think what hurts the most is that only two girls at my school didn’t make it and I was one of them. I’m embarrased and dissapointed. I’ll be fine in the bottom choir though.

Losing a best friend sucks, everyone knows that. It’s hard too. It’s hard to just forget about all the memories you’ve shared with them and move on. However, sometimes it’s for the best, even if it doesn’t feel like it is. I could spend days remembering all the crazy, fun things I’ve done with old bestfriends but what’s the point? I guess stuff like that is the things you’re supposed to put behind you, but do you forget about them? I don’t think so. I think we should always remember but remember in the very backs of our minds.