We need to find a way

So, today has been awkward. Overslept - again, and missed the italian test so now I have to do it on thursday instead. I guess that's good, now I have some time for preparation.
At least now I'm friends with My again, feels good.
Bad things that happened today: I deleted my entire interview that I was supposed to print out and give to Ali. So now I have to do it all over again. Thank God I didn't delete the tape. Another bad thing then. Mom called and told me about the letter that she had gotten from the police. So now I have to go to the station on thursday, three o'clock. Daddy's going with me. I really didn't want my mom to know about all this, 'cause just I thought she would she made this a really big deal and I can't do that. I just want to forget everything. And obviously she got really angry with my father for not telling her about it, but hey, not telling her was my decision not his. Anyhow, I just want to get this whole thing overwith.
I figured something out just this second. Well, I've thought about it a lot lately but now I'm sick of it. People that I used to know (or that I thought I knew) don't give a rats ass about me. Did they ever? Or was that just one big show? And I'm not talking about anyone I meet on the streets once or twice, I'm talking about the people I really thought I loved. That I could have given my life for. Why do you lose contact with certain people? It's weird, you always lose the people that you need. Bummer.
I really don't feel like giving that too much thought, that'll only make me miss those days even more. The summer of 2007.

Now I'm tired and I think I might try and go to bed before midnight tonight, but I don't know. I don't know how I'd feel tomorrow morning if I sleep for eight hours, haven't done in quite some time now.
I think I'll just make myself a nice cup of coffee and see what this evening has to offer.

Bye