School year's almost over. Junior year is almost over. My high school life is almost over. Time flies.
It's sort of shocking how quickly it goes by. Seems like just yesterday, I was still watching Pokemon at 10 in the morning before my mom dropped me off at preschool. Yeah, those were the days.
It's quite fascinating about how things go about. Sometimes it's just all so random. But all the actions, every day movements, they are almost always the same. Like robots. Clones. Get up, go to school, come home, do homework, sleep. And repeat. But the weekends: nearly every weekend is slightly different than the last. And when I get out of this school life and into the real world, the day to day life is going to change. A lot.
I haven't spent a lot of time blogging or even actually doing anything productive. It seems like my body has gone in the time machine, doing everything slower and much less proactive and the rest of the world goes on as usual. And I am left in the past. I n t h e t i m e m a c h i n e.
I wish I can say it doesn't really matter, but in realty, it really does. If I don't get started and I don't get serious and I don't actually go and do anything, my dear lord, my life is going to fall even further apart and I cannot manage to salvage all the itty bitty pieces that are flung all over the place. Thank you very much, I know, I'm a dramatic person.
But seriously, I need SOME type of motivation that needs to make me move. Any forcible acts. Any threats. Death notes, whatever. Something that gets me moving. Gets me up and about and everything. If not, well, I believe this may be the last you hear from me.
