Yo he estado aqui muchas veces antes y regreso.
I know this is a random entry, as i haven't written in a few months. As i'm sitting here writting my Macbeth paper...aka procrastinating...i'm feeling this strange sense of nostalgia. It might be the AFI because i haven't listened to them in a hella long time and i guess they kind of remind me of good times. Things have just hit me tonight. This year most of us are graduating. That's a few months away. I compare every school that i attend to a new chapter in my life and this year i think it's going to finish me off. It's weird...i really don't know what to feel. Maybe i'm not prepared to make a decision on what to do with the rest of my life. Maybe i'm rethinking going to UM, but i shouldn't be because it's the smartest thing in my situation. When i left Glades, i split up from a lot of people. I miss them. This year everyone is moving away (i should have). sad..eh? Honestly, i feel that i've grown as a person in all these years of my life. I know it sounds really fucking corny, but i guess i'm kinda admitting it to myself. As of now, my major is journalism / art history...is that such a great idea? I can't say that i know at this moment so i'll let things flow. Writting in this journal makes me feel better and it always did, although all i have are these private entries that show way too much raw emotion. I've had a lot of fun these past few months and i intend to do the same for the next few years of my life. I think my biggest goal is to meet a lot of people because i feel that i've held myself back from the joy. All i know is that i don't regret anything...i've realized that it's shit to worry about something out of your control. I guess i should get back to my busy work...goodnight for now.