Hey guess what I’m back-
I thought I no longer needed to write out my thoughts but I was very very wrong. Turns out school is a lot more anxiety-inducing than I remember. So yeah. Here I am. Only kind of alive, because honestly I feel kind of dead inside? Like I just checked my English grade and I have a C in participation and now I’m scared I’m going to fail because I’m too stupid and insecure to freaking raise my hand. And also I have about 3 friends. I’m not even kidding, there are only three people that I’m always comfortable talking to. I spend a lot of time alone. I have three classes where I don’t know anyone, so I basically am silent half of the day. College apps are stressing me out. My procrastination is worse as ever. And I’m very very sleep deprived, as evidenced by this babbling.
The only good things in my life right now are food, music, TV and photography. Like actually tho. And my family life is good too.
But my life’s a mess and my room’s a mess and as always, my brain is messier than those two combined.
Also I’ve forgotten how to write. Forgive me, it’s been 4 months.
~the short awkward one
(as short and awkward as ever. Don’t worry, that hasn’t and will probably never change.)