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If I was still seventeen and someone showed me my life as it is now, I would be seriously fucking depressed. Three years ago, I had all of these things in my head that I wanted to accomplish, goals that I had set for myself, things that I wanted to do with my life. I was looking forward to all of these things and now it's been three years and I haven't really done any of it. I don't write at all anymore. I go to school, but all I do is go to class and do as much as I can to get by. The one thing that I hate about myself is that I have never really done anything that has required me to work really really hard, I've always just been content with doing as little as possible to get what I need and then I'm done. For some reason I can't motivate myself to do anything that requires a large amount of effort. I'm not saying that anything amazing would happen if I did really start trying, but it would definitely be something better than what I do with my life right now.
Honestly, I only want three things in my life to be different:
1)To start writing and actually enjoy what I write.
2)A good job in an office somewhere where I can work forty hours a week and make a lot of money.
3)A house to live in with a few of my friends that has a huge front porch and a red front door.
Honestly, I only want three things in my life to be different:
1)To start writing and actually enjoy what I write.
2)A good job in an office somewhere where I can work forty hours a week and make a lot of money.
3)A house to live in with a few of my friends that has a huge front porch and a red front door.