Shit. Moment of lucidity from this blog. Ignore this.
What the fuck am I doing with my life holy shit. I don't think my 15 year old self would've expected the path I took and shit.
Like. I drink occasionally, I skateboard till my feet fucking hurt, I get high, Im on an college level esports team, Im in a really really wonderful relationship, I got in a car crash about half a year ago, I study game design and am on track to getting a graphic art degree, I got parental and connection issues, and a good handful of stuff im not even sure I should get into.
I'm glad I got the fuck outta the town I called home. K-12 schools suck. Especially when its in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, new york. Only real good thing was Boces, where I met some of my closest friends that I genuinely miss. Haven't talked to anyone much from back home.
College is. Scary. On my 4th semester and Im still fucking scared. Hell, I barely check my email. I constantly wonder if this'll be beneficial for me in the future, or if I'll even keep with this path and burn out anf work at a fucking dollar tree. (No hatred to dollar tree employees, to clarify)
What the fuck am I saying anymore. I know I don't have it bad. I'm somewhat well off compared to most fuckers on this shithole rock we live on. Like. There are people surving in active warzones, dealing with oppressive regimes, and other such conditions that are comparatively worse than mine by a Longshot.
To my friends out there, keep on keeping on. No matter if I barely talk to you or if i see you every day, you all mean alot to me, and thank you all for the memories and shit.
To my boyfriend and eventual husband, I love you so fucking much. Thank you for sticking by my side throughout it all.
To me, just stick to the path. You're doing good.
To everyone else, Sorry. Thanks for reading I guess.
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