I'm not even sure what day it is. Days are blending together. I haven't had sleep in 3 days, other than the odd catnap in chem class. My best friend is dying and I'm eating cookies and writing about my pointless life.
Today is day three of hell week. It's not all that hellish, except for the rediculous hours. And when I say rediculous, I mean completely redonculous. So that's why I'll be signing up next semester for the spring musical: Beauty and the Beast.
Everytime something is wrong or something just isn't good, he always told me this:
"Having faith is not easy. I know you have it. I don't mean religious faith; this faith is defined as an unquestioning belief that does not require proof or evidence. It's about being able to look at any situation and following your instinct. It's about knowing that everything will be all right in the end. Don't worry about what you can do or what you can't do. It's all gonna work out for the best."
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