2nd Semester.

It's just as hard as the end of the first semester. I'm tryna do all my work now, so I don't have to stress at the end of the semester on how I'm gonna get all my credits. I'm already behind by like 15. But I'm trying. Trying to make my dad proud. So he can say to his low life friends, that his daughter is graduating high school, and isn't gang- affiliated. That she accomplish something that most of them probably haven't. I want to take care of him when he grows up, so when he's ready, he smiles. But 2nd semester is my time. I'm trying to get involved in school, alot more than I was last year. Support my school as much as I can. HAHA! I have a long list on how I want to TRY, and yet it still needs to be done. But so far I've been doing good on accomplishing my trying goals. Like for one: I'm joining the swim team. And will be on it this starting Tuesday. I'm joining Key Club. And so far my grades are good. I just won't have time for my baaaaby. And friends. But it's a sacrifice.