We all get lost.

I used to wish that I knew the future. That everything i'd ever dangled in front of me, anything i'd ever aspired to have or wanted to be would be in my view. I would know when I would fail, I would know when I would succeed. I used to always think that knowing how a relationship would turn out would help me immensly. I would pretend that I knew the future, trying imagine what I would do depending on the outcome.

But then I realized something. That would change the way I lived. I wouldn't ever take chances, I wouldn't try to get into a relationship with someone knowing it would someday fail. I wouldn't have ever gotten myself involved with alot of people that as much as they might have hurt me tey've helped me. I wouldn't have started to like Tanner in grade seven and had my first eye opener relationship, I wouldn't have tried to ever kiss Chris because i would have known that the first time I kissed him I missed his face. Life would be dull, boring and expected. I would live in a shell of worry and prediction and I wouldn't be the person that I am or want to be.

I just had a quick brief moment of wishing that I knew the outcome of grade ten. I'm curious about my grades, because I want to do well so badly but today I got off to a rough start, I completed an LA definitions exam and I am pretty sure I didn't do well on that since the girl Kenya who marked it said "You didn't do too awesome on your definitions" and then cracked a smile.

On several questions on my math exam I would guess the answer, or I would work with the suggestions they gave me working backwards to try and find the answer which your never supposed to do in math. But I after that I've decided and uncovered that studying in highschool is required.

Im just so nai've about everything. I want to know that everything will turn out okay.

i've had an interesting past couple of days. I had a sleepover with a few of my best friends, I went to Chris' house for dinner and climbed this cliff by the river valley in the dark. I also took the wrong bus home, and ended up somewhere random. It won't happen again I hope.

Well, I have about a million and five things to talk about. But I won't. Peace guys.