Letters from the Lost Entry 4

Dear God,
Why do I hang out with these people? I got a chance to call Jordan for all of fifteen minutes; thank You by the way, and he screamed at me when I said I had to go. I promised I try to see him on Friday, but it's not enough apparently. Oh well, I'll try harder this weekend. I got all of my homework done today too, thanks again. This school is serious about its homework; it's almost like college worthy.
I met this really nice guy in class today. His name is Caleb, and he's in my English class. He and I both don't seem to get all of the symbolism in the poetry unit we're studying. We read one about a field, and thought it was about a field. Apparently it was about youth and how it fades. I still do not get it. Poetry is beautiful and I appreciate it, but I don't understand it nor do I plan on writing anything good for this unit. I'll try, but I'm just not that good at English.
Dad wants to go to the lake on Saturday. I really hope I can go. I have to start on a project for science. Which I'm loving! We started off with a bang. Genetics! We're designing aliens, and coming up with four different traits besides sex, and have to do three generations to show how many different kinds of aliens the third generation could have. I love this so much. Seeing all the possibilities, and knowing that You pick one. Just one, and design everything. It amazes me every time.
Please help Jordan and Ally, they seem to be having trouble with their homework. I can't help them as much as I could in the past. I'm not learning the same things as they are, but I'm going to try to help them this weekend.
Lord, please watch over mommy and daddy. Please watch over grams and my amazing teachers at school. And lastly Lord please watch over me, I hope You'll help me through tomorrow again.1

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