"But what was rational anymore? "(Compliments of James' Mind) Well I wish I could answer this. I can't and I don't even want to try. However, just because things aren't rational doesn't mean that they are bad. Just because the circumstances seem to be upside down it doesn't mean that there isn't a rainbow somewhere in the sky. Thank you James for making me ponder things I wouldn't normally.

I got my report card and I felt I did well, obviously not. "You could have done better" just sounds like " You aren't good enough" and "You never know, you might change careers" sounds like "I didn't know what I wanted to do while I was still in highschool and neither should you, besides I don't like your choice for your life." Because of this I do not want to be parent. I don't understand how parents can crush their child's dream and break their kid's heart without feeling horrible about it. Maybe they just don't me well enough to know that this hurts. I can't be sad though and I can't grieve about my past even though it hurts because each struggle in my life reassures me of my future. Each hurt tells me that when I am working with at risk youth I will understand them more. I love learning but I no longer love highschool. I hate what grades do to students who don't meet their parents standards and I hate that parents set such high standards even though their children are saying "this is the best I can do without going clinically insane." Oh, if it was just this time next year, my highschool career would officially be over.