Tomorrow I have to register for all my classes next year. I think registration day is the most stressful day of the entire year. I always end out crying and freaking out. At least it’s not on a Friday this year, because that definitely ruined my Friday last week. My schedule will suck regardless of how fast I can sign up for classes though because my mom wanted me to talk all my core classes next year so that I won’t have to worry about them in senior year. Of course that left a bunch of weird blanks in my schedule that I had to fill up with classes that I never planned on taking anyway. The way I have it planned, I’m taking three art classes next year for no reason at all, and then like an anatomy class and some other random classes. I mean, maybe I’ll like them. I just want to to avoid conflict so I’m hoping everything goes as planned and I’ll get to take those odd classes and all the core ones that I wanted to take. Tomorrow I have a presentation at the Elementary school too, so that’s kind of stressful. It means I’ll have to miss lunch tomorrow as well as on Friday. On Friday I just have to go to storytelling presentation. Well, I don’t have to go, I just signed up to go and only ten people in the school get to go so I don’t want to not go because it’s a new opportunity and maybe it will make me happy. I haven’t been so happy lately. I always feel like crying and then I feel ridiculous when I complain because I’m trying to be happy and all it does is make me feel worse. I wish my cousin would have never come or I wouldn’t be so sad and self-conscious all the time now. Speaking of which, there’s a girls-ask-guys dance coming up at school and I know this sounds absolutely ridiculous, but I wish I could work up the courage to ask Will. He’s so wonderful and I wish I would talk to him on a regular basis, but I don’t. I’ve only really ever spoken to him two or three times and that’s because he started talking to me. It’s just been hard. I can barely keep the friends I already have now, so how do I expect myself to make friends with him and his friends. It’s impossible and he probably wouldn’t like me anyway.