So, yeah. I came back from soccer today in a happy mood. Josh was oddly optimistic and cheerful. He was actually complimenting people today, me as one of them, which I think is a great breakthrough in his social skills and his maturity. I might actually be proud of him.

So, I never get to see my parents anymore. Among school, homework, their work and them leaving every weekend, I hardly get to talk to them. I'm purely relying on my sister and my best friend, Amy. I ask them about stuff now and get pretty good advice, too. Ever since my parents started leaving, my sister and I seem to get along a lot better.

So, I hate being home alone at night. My sister came home really late last night, if it was even night. I know some people would take advantage of a quiet house, but I just get scared and paranoid. I automatically turn on all the lights and the television or crank the radio. I like to go into the smallest room in the house so I can feel like I'm not alone, there's just not enough room.

So, there's not much else to say. I've been so busy and, yeah...