I Guess this is where I begin...

I am horrible at this. The last time I wrote anything down was in 9th grade and the didn't end to well. But lets see if we can try this again.
In the past three months I have seen three people die. First there was Devon, and for some reason I feel bad for him, like there is almost apart of me that's not so bitter so that I could almost forgive him for what he did. Yeah right. Then there was Dylan, God I miss him so much. He was one of the only little kids who could say my name. An yeah, it may be true that he is in a better place, but seriously...screw it I wish he was here alive. That way I won't have to look at his brothers face as he tries to find his big brother only to be completely and totally disappointed. Then finally there was Mr. Bob. One of the few adults that didn't care what I did, only that I took care of myself. He was one of the few people that I could hug.
But like all things i'll but this behind me and just keep moving foward. I just was I could mourn like normal people, that I could cry like most people and not feel ashamed. Or even to feel any sadness for the people at all. I guess I'll deel with it like everything else.
I won't lie I didn't start this to wine. I did this to record my journey, to what I want to do. That way when I look back I can see where I started. So Here we go:
I'm in my second semester of my freshman year. If I pass all my classes I'll have 30 hours and therefore be ahead of all my friends. I'm planning on CLEPing out of English 1002, US histroy, and Economics. If I pass then I will be even further ahead. I have already started my peace corps application, but I'm still unsure of where I want to go. I guess that will come with time. I'll be taking summer classes too. Preferably MAth 1113, Gen Chem 1212, and Biology 1108K that way I'll be caught up in my studies. I need to tell my advisor that I will be doing a double major in Art and Pre-Med. An have a minor in some language. God, help me but hopefully this will work and i'll get this over with as soon as I can. God help me,
Kirsten Leigh Forrest