30th
people are disappointing.
including myself. i disappoint myself.
that isn’t really the title or subject of this blog, just stating a fact.
i don’t even know why i’m writing right now. my blogs are usually unorganized, vague and difficult to understand. oh well. i guess it’s because i have great difficulty saying what i mean to say, and putting my thoughts into words. i don’t think my writing reflects my intellect very well at all.
i need to start living my life. i haven’t been feeling any emotion, or passion. i’ve purposely done some things i normally wouldn’t, just to stir up some feeling within me. people are always saying that youth is wasted on the young. i feel i’m wasting my youth.
i feel old. i think that’s why i have difficulty connecting with people my age. i think too much about things that sixteen year olds shouldn’t be occupying themselves with.
it’s 2AM. i have no reason being up; i’d rather wake up befoer 11 tomorrow morning so i can actually get things done. i’m supposed to have been running and doing SAT prep. so much for that. i also have an AP chem assignment i haven’t even thought about. go me.
tomorrow i’m seeing my therapist. wednesday i’m working, thursday i’m going to a museum in the city. friday i’m getting my top retainer, saturday LAST DAY of work!, sunday hospital. monday school.
school.
