Trimming;

I feel like I'm taking out all the responsibilities in my life.
Like I'm cutting out all the difficulties & replacing them with easy outs. Which is perfectly fine with me. I mean, having the most annoying things in life removed & replaced with things that get you to the same place (maybe even farther) with less work seems ideal, doesn't it? So why do I feel like I'm missing out on something??
I just sent in my 2 week's notice for work & accepted a new job that pays more with MUCH less work. I dropped the class I was dreading most, and added a MUCH easier AP class. So everything seems to be getting better. Why am I still so pessimistic?
Perhaps it's because I'm still in Temecula. I despise it here. The people, the temperature, everything. It's too much to handle, driving to & from Orange County every week, planning my schedule around ideal driving times. Is this what people really deal with? I don't think I can take growing up if that's the case.
Ohh well. Things are bound to get better.
On to more happier topics. Boys. Oh wait..
That's NOT a happy topic. Ever. 
30-something days & counting. I like him, but he doesn't like me. And I don't think he will. So what's the point of imagining something countless times that will never happen? It's gotten to the point where I don't even think about kissing anymore; I know it just won't happen. Isn't that sad? The kiss--the staple of all teenaged lust relationships--is something that I don't even want anymore. Good lord, something must be really wrong, or really right. 
I'm too overheated to decide which.