So I'm confused. Im confused with everything. I can't figure out what I want in life. And it scares me. Im ready for thanksgiving break. I want it soo bad, its teasing me, every day it comes closer but it never feels like it will come. I need a break from homework and papers. I try my hardest on everything, and i feel like my brain is about to explode. I want to be an art major so bad. My parents don't want me to. I want to teach, but i feel like i can do more than just teach. I mean i've always wanted to be a teacher, but i won't be able to live on my own if i become a teacher. I miss my friends from back home, i miss my family. I miss sports, even football. I miss mexican food. San Francisco doesn't have any good mexican food like San Diego does. I love the weather here. Its beautiful, though today it went back to cloudy. Its actually fall! And its weird. I love the food here, its amazing. I love riding on the train and just watching the people. I love blasting my music and drawing. I love how no one cares what you look like at this school, no one cares what you wear. It doesn't matter. I love my english teacher, he's soo funny. There's this cute guy in my english class. I want him. I miss being loved. I don't want to miss it, i want to be able to stand by myself and be confident, but i have weak knees. I hate it and love it here.