jump and stop.

Today's the first day of Spring Break. Tomorrow is my happiness deadline. Next week my parents will get my grades sent home. They're not too pretty, but I can bring them up. But it's not my grades that I'm really worried about. (I mean it - it's easy stuff, bringing up grades.)

I have one day left to be perfectly happy. Or content. Or just over him. And it's not gonna happen, cause everything's happening in the same order as last time:

1) My friends are all leaving for the week.
2) The only friends left are the ones I don't converse with much.
3) I'm going on vacation with my best friend Mat and his family.

Except this time I'm not gonna talk to anyone new. I'm gonna lounge by the pool, reading a book and listening to my iPod. I'm gonna be antisocial. I'm not gonna flirt. I'm gonna play guitar and study and not have the time of my life.

Because if I have the time of my life, I'll regret it a year from now.

Funny how one tiny thing can change a person.

Tomorrow's the day that all hell breaks loose. Wear a helmet.