Kat. 17. WIP.
What the hell am I doing?
ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ
But seriously.
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I just got my license and |
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I need something new to occupy my time and thoughts. |
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I miss when the only problems I had in life were finishing an anime/manga series and drawing fanart. |
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I miss the old times |
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How do you know if you’re potentially setting yourself up for disaster? |
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Having someone precious to you can be both very good and very bad. |
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We live in a world where if you’re not aspiring to be a doctor, or a lawyer, or an engineer, you’re not going to go anywhere in life. If you’re not majoring in any sort of math or science, you won’t get a job. If you don’t go to some big university out of the area, you’re going to be a failure in everyone’s eyes. If you don’t know what you want to do with your life by high school, you’re going no where. If you don’t leave home by college, you’re going no where. |
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I’ve learned to not expect anything, and if I do then to expect the lowest outcome. But even if I do, and this outcome happens to be the right one, I still manage to become disappointed. I guess it doesn’t matter what I do. |
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What was “happiness” before this? |
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I should be feeling happier today. Should be. Maybe things will take a turn tonight. |
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I’ve come to realize in the past several months that moments are very, very quick to pass. (It’s common knowledge—but it’s just something that’s become more apparent to me lately.) Eventually moments are just memories. But sometime as soon as the next day or maybe even the next hour or minute it seems like it was all just a dream and you’re not sure if it actually happened the way you remember it or if it was exactly how you recall or maybe not at all. Some memories are ones I wish to keep in a perfect state of recollection, others I’d rather have wear away completely. Lately I feel like there are quite a few that are the former. And I wish they didn’t seem so much like dreams all the time. |
