weeona was different this year, because I've taken a new approach this summer, and it is not over-analyzing each and every thing, and weeona is usually where i gather all of my thoughts and organize them, or release them, or whatever. I felt antsy while I was there and I know that was bad. I am afraid I am losing touch with my feelings, but at the same time I am filled with a "joy of living" if you will, I am at a time where I am happy doing things, and not thinking about them too much. I am learning to trust myself, and it is scary.

spent weeona reading "Dead Man Walking" and realizing just how fucked up the death penalty really is.