Jul 28, 2005 11:13
So I woke up this morning, busted out the four S (shit, shower, shave and straighten), when suddenly a staggering thought entered my mind.
My entire life I looked forward to this period of my life, but as I finish my first semester of college I am awestruck at the lack of enthusiasm I have towards it.
I mean its not that my life is in anyway bad it just seems so fucking repetetive. The monotony of my daily life has finally taken its toll and I'm only 17 years old. Are these the days I will look back on with nostalgia? Because if thats so, how fuckin boring will my life be at the point Im looking back from?
I've decided every moment spent anticipating a fairytale high school and college life was a fucking waste of time and I find myself wishing I could start back in first grade again, when everything I did was simple and pretending to shoot my friends with imaginary guns was still amusing. Now if I were to play with imaginary guns I would be sniping people from the roof, and it still wouldn't be very much fun...
...maybe the real thing will be more fun
keep your heads low
I love you all