I’ve started talking to a friend from high school that I haven’t talked to in like 3 years. It’s weird that’s not a lot of time but everything is so damn different. But it’s nice to talk to them again after so long. We were 14 (I think) when we met now we’re 20 and adults with jobs and stuff.
This month has brought a lot of stuff into the light that was hidden earlier. None of the info is bad but you do have to sit and think for a minute about what you need to do. Like how I need to start saving money so I can go back to school next year. Or just have a better schedule for myself so that I can have a better life. But it’s a little hard to do that when all I want to do is sleep and read or buy books.
I started this blog when I was 17 and wrote shitty poetry because that’s all that I could do at the time, was write. I had started homeschooling for my junior year and thought that this would be an enjoyable way to not lose my mind while putting something of mine out. That didn’t really happen, I didn’t have the courage to do so but that will change.
This was supposed to be the place where I wrote about anything without being scared but, the opposite happened. I didn’t want anyone seeing my work so I stopped and started up again when I thought I could do it and then left again because I was scared. This cycle has been going on for over 3 years.
Instead, I lost interest in writing and I picked up reading books and watching movies. I wasn’t really thinking of writing even though it was something that I loved to do. I don’t think I was the best it was just fun to write.
I’m gonna be honest with you I haven’t written in over a year because nothing has come to mind.
I’m not sure
I don’t know what I want to do when I graduate. I’m almost done with school and I still haven’t figured out what I would like to become. Becoming an adult is scary to me I’ve never had a ‘real’ job other than babysitting so getting one seems like a really scary task to do.