School is ending this Friday. Eighth grade has been all around amazing. I had the good fortune of receiving most of the good teachers in my school, my classes have been fun and thoroughly entertaining, and I've made very close friends.
I don't think I'm ready for it to end.
And very close friends of mine are leaving.

I'm not ready to say good-bye just yet.

Because things change. And friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody.

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On a side note:

Last Friday was eventful.
We held a yearbook picnic in which everyone went outside for an hour and a half to sign yearbooks and have fun. I tried my best to personalize my messages to everyone, but it was difficult. The people that I made sure to set aside time to write long messages to were Nicole and Carolina. I care deeply for both of them. Nicole, as a close friend. Carolina, as more than a close friend. In other words I've got myself a bit of feelings for her. More than a bit. Quite a lot, honestly.

I got a ride home after school and as we rounded the corner I saw a police car and a firetruck in front of my house. This is a bit normal, as my brother gets himself into a lot of trouble. I thought nothing of it.
Then I saw the to ambulances.
I thought he was hurt so I ran inside. It turns out a friend of his has overdosed on heroin. I wasn't completely surprised. Just relieved to hear it wasn't him. You see, my brother takes meth, heroin, and all of that. He's 16.

Anyways... The girl, Joanne, is fine now. The police didn't press any kind of charges on possession of drugs or any of that.

I'm just relieved to know Ryan, my brother, is fine.
I worry about him.

But at the same time, living this lifestyle is stressful...
Beyond stressful.
But when people at school ask how I feel I have to say 'I'm doing just fine' or 'I'm doing great' because how could I honestly say what's going on? At the same time, I guess I am doing great, but it's mixed emotions and all.

I suppose at this moment I can say I'm quite happy. I had a fantastic conversation with Carolina this morning, which really raises my 'spirits'.