Today started at 6:20 this morning, my dad woke me up, I was awake but I laid there trying to build enough energy to get out of bed. I looked over and grabbed my phone, I had a couple messages from people but only one mattered, Bri. I instantly got energy, and I messaged her "Morning babygirl!" After it sent i got out of bed and got ready for the day. This week is homecoming week so each day you can dress a different way, today is "Home on the Range" so I got my flannel and jeans on. The rest of the morning was pretty boring, so lets skip to when I got to school, well thats not really that interesting either. First hour was boring, we had to read over fishing laws and regulations, then second hour was just as boring, geometry. Third hour is English 10 so I don't think I need to explain. Then I had accounting, it was alright, we took notes, we took a test, then more notes. Now as I am writing this its lunch, I do not have any money so I can not get lunch, it kinda sucks. This Saturday is homecoming, and I am taking Briana Schuster, on September 9th we had our one month anniversary, which we both thought was next week. But I think thats all for part one of today. I have no clue what this is for, or why I am doing it, I don't expect this to be super popular or for anyone to read it, but what could it hurt.
So it is now 7th hour, study hall, and I am thinking about things and I feel like I overthink things and I get worked up over the little things, I get jealous easily. I get worried that I am going to lose the most important person in my life, Bri. She is amazing, in every way possible she is amazing, I love her with all my heart and more, she keeps my heart beating. But yet I still get worried I am going to lose her. With all these thoughts I get caught up on, it is hard to get out of that mood, but I found a way, when I am with Bri everything is instantly better, everything is amazing. Enough about that, I don't know what to talk about for now so, till later, bye.
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RandomJust a way for me to explain what I am thinking. My thoughts, I guess you could say this is a journal.