Digging My Own Grave

I am officially finished with my mosaic and moving toward better things. I already have a sketch for my next painting. I am excited- Something I can actually do.
I stayed after school today with Chris. We sat in the sun, which felt nice- If you disregarded the sudden winds pulling your paper right out of your hands, laughing while you had to set everything aside to get up and chase it… Crazy wind. Honestly, Chris, how can it be your favorite? You know storms are better! Atleast they’re less annoying…
There is a big chance I will stay after school again sometime- To receive help, and to enjoy the company of friends I do not get to hang out with outside the classroom.
School itself pretty much fell in the same category it always does- “Inhaled Most Vigorously.”
Although the stress is eating at me a little more each day- I was able to spend a little time with Jeramy today. He always gives my confidence a shove, and he helps place everything in a perspective that I can handle. I honestly do not know how I could have made it through this year without him.
I have an interview tomorrow for a job… Wish me luck. I have no idea why I am doing this to myself. Sometimes, I swear I am digging my own grave. Who knows how I plan to handle school and a job. School handles the job pretty well itself. But I figure, the job opening was by chance- And I am pretty sure God knows what I can handle and what I can’t. If I am not meant to have it- I won’t. But if I am meant to experience this type of pressure and learn something from it- I will.