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Realization
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Dude, there's journals on DeviantArt? Why did I not know this? Well, first entry, I suppose. Hooray for new things?
anyway, if this is a journal, I might as well write down what I'm feeling. And I'm feeling, despite my "Mood," wistful. I miss a lot of things, namely and in no particular order:
My old school
Role-playing
Having free time
Summer break
Talking on AIM
Enjoying life
Childhood
Having no (or fewer) responsibilities
My school librarian
Mr. A
My high school friends
The class of '09
Being sure of myself
Life kind of sux a little right now. New job, but no one wants to teach a newbie the ropes, never gonna see my old classmates again, have to wait two months to start school, where people are actually helpful and cheerful and informative and my age...Just got my license, so now everyone expects me to know where everything is and to get there on my own in a flying metal deathtrap with maniacs on the highways...
*Sigh* I'm only 18, and already I miss the happy carefree whimsical days of childhood...Life really shouldn't suck this much. Not that it even does suck; I mean, it could be a lot worse, but this prolonged sense of general apathy that seems to be around me is a serious downer...
And that's about it. Hooray for the end of a first journal entry?
anyway, if this is a journal, I might as well write down what I'm feeling. And I'm feeling, despite my "Mood," wistful. I miss a lot of things, namely and in no particular order:
My old school
Role-playing
Having free time
Summer break
Talking on AIM
Enjoying life
Childhood
Having no (or fewer) responsibilities
My school librarian
Mr. A
My high school friends
The class of '09
Being sure of myself
Life kind of sux a little right now. New job, but no one wants to teach a newbie the ropes, never gonna see my old classmates again, have to wait two months to start school, where people are actually helpful and cheerful and informative and my age...Just got my license, so now everyone expects me to know where everything is and to get there on my own in a flying metal deathtrap with maniacs on the highways...
*Sigh* I'm only 18, and already I miss the happy carefree whimsical days of childhood...Life really shouldn't suck this much. Not that it even does suck; I mean, it could be a lot worse, but this prolonged sense of general apathy that seems to be around me is a serious downer...
And that's about it. Hooray for the end of a first journal entry?
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