There was a time when the best thing I had going for me was my grades. I need to focus again. I can't believe that I was taking my grades for granted and complaining that nothing else was happening. No wonder I lost my aim. Now, though it's admittedly getting easier, I'm down in the dumps about Jessica. Yes, peoples, it's over. Completely. I recall this happening before, except the object of my affection at that time was someone named Ashley. Damn it all.

God, give me focus and strength. Please. Even if it's anger that fills my soul, please God, let it go to something useful. Give me the strength You once regained for me. The same strength that David, Alisha, Neal, Jack, Rock... that they have.

Please.