March 11

in study hall right now, listening to Marilyn Manson, and editing a few photos. last night i started packing for tomorrow (im leaving for band fest) and i had a break down because i was trying to find clothes that i could wear that would cover the scars i have on my upper arm. i came to the conclusion that im no gonna care about it anymore. im going to texas in a few weeks and i was worrying about that too, but im just not going to care. i will be aware that they are there, and i know people will look and possibly ask questions, but i dont really care anymore. it was part of my past, and im going to move on from it now.