Summer's Over, but Hope Floats

Okay, so my summer was crap, big deal. My Dad is on the verge of getting closer to a steady job. Mom and him are interested in moving to a bigger apartment. Things are slowly turning up. Last night I had a food fit. For some reason, I didn't want the chicken fried rice last night. After I had rejected it, I felt sick and depressed. After I had some milk and a peanut butter sandwich, I felt much better. School will start soon. I'm so excited, my first day of highschool. I guess my summer will be made up for and the last second. It seems crass, but I love it. I'm a last minute person. I get things done faster that way. That's how I finished 8th grade. I need to get ready to go now. Mom, Dad, my sister, and I are going to the pool.

Sayonara.
:)