| My first class starts in less than an hour, and I'm terrified.
I want to come back to high school.
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| I don't know what to write about or how to write it. With finals going
on now and the school year being halfway over with, I'm thinking more
about the future, my
future, than ever before. I think I know what I want to do, and
I'm pretty sure I know what's important to me and what my priorities
are, but I still feel uncertain.
I also feel really, really sad.
I mean, there are people I've spent every day of the last four years
seeing on a daily basis and I know that we'll drift apart and not talk
to after this summer. I don't know how I'll be able to deal with
that. Just... I have all these worries in my mind and I ignore
them and ignore them, but then sometimes, like now when I am dead from studying my brains out omg, those bothersome thoughts rise up and start to slowly gnaw away at me.
Bah.
I'm really looking forward to the band's Crab Fest, I want to sign up
for helping with the drinks. If not, I'll just work in the
kitchen like last year, though it won't be the same without
Melissa. Austria is another thing I'm looking forward to.
And summer. More short-term, I'm looking forward to another long
weekend.
I love this song, I set it as my Xanga's background music. It's called
"Goodnight, Demon Slayer" by Voltaire. It makes me swoon.
Leesten too eet. Now.
Also, read Brandon's latest entry because it's cool in all sorts of
smart and interesting ways. Fun food for thought, if you think
you're into the thinking thing.
One last thing. I am no longer distressed, because I know I would
not be in Hufflepuff! Though I am fiercely loyal, I am not a hard
worker. Hahaha, take that. Poor Hufflepuff, it gets the rep
of being the Pushover House, and really with a name like Hufflepuff it
ain't so hard to see why.
I'm done rambling. And please listen to the music :D
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