Mmkay. So this is my first official journal post. Ever since Teen Institute came to an end (which was last Friday), I've been feeling pretty down. I really haven't done much of anything social, besides going out with my parents once to eat. But I have been attempting to work on my drawing skills. I'll be trying to write some more pretty soon, maybe try out some prose writing. I really do hope that this feeling of loss with leave me soon. It's not a panging sort of pain, but a dull kind of pain that is always present; barely noticible, but still present. For those of you who don't know, Teen Institute was a week long program in which all the participants grow very close by looking at different aspects of society incuding leadership, ingnorance, intolerance, alternative lifestyles, the works. Everyone was in tears leaving on that Friday, including myself. However, there is a good part. We're allowed to apply to return next year as part of the staff (in a sense), and there are some rugular meetings for everyone who has been a part of this program. So, I will see them all again, and life does go on.