Epilogue I can do better

I want to cry, but I can't. Hi I'm Hadassah and I didn't expect to begin my summer like this. I mean trusting my aunty who has raised me half my life with the plans for how I was going to spend my last day of my first year of high school with my friends; just to be told I don't get to go. I have to break it down for my friends, I love them, they understand me and go without me, while I spend time at a group meeting I don't feel comfortable around. But before getting to the meet; I cry for a few minutes and get over my self, it's not like anything is going to change.

The last two years I've been lazy mosty during the summer; now I had just noticed how much weight I put on, how my arms have gotten bigger, at this point I just believe I can fly. Now I'm self aware and I cover my self up, plus i drink this tea that sends me out uncomfortably; like number two typo, honestly it scares me that's how bad it is, but then it's good for me I've lost nine pounds in two weeks, and I'm planning to lose more and gain back muscles.

Enough about that,

Here's my summer plan: get a job if not than go to the gym, practice Japanese that I took at school and failed, and make tiktoks; that's it...