I am well aware that my blog has been pretty dry lately. The fact that I’m home at 5:30 is like a miracle (but not like the one that happened last summer!) I actually have time to sit in my bed, watch some TV, paint my nails, and [of course] write a blog post.
Life’s been busy, full of driving and school and the gym and work and the literary magazine. It’s been too busy, and I find myself never finding time to be with friends or my loved ones. It actually sorta hurts – it’s that FOMO [fear of missing out] feeling. It’s the feeling of surviving, not living. I end my days saying, “phew, I made it through the day,” & I awake to do the same exact non-stop mundane routine. It’s almost like a little piece of my soul is breaking off little by little.
But I am well-aware that this is temporary. 56 days, just 56 days, until graduation. Of those 56 days, 32 of them are school days. My last real school day is June 1. Woot woot! I did my math, so I’ll really have school for 57% of the 56 days I have left. Not to mention, the Literary Magazine will be sent out for printing in two weeks! (which means the next two weeks are going to be busy, busy, busy over in room 219). Let me know if you want a copy! And also my sister will be home on May 4 and she’s going to take over this “job” I have. It’s honestly a pathetic excuse for a job but I’m holding out for a few more weeks because my whole family will basically hate me if I don’t. OH, and plus I finished my PE class TODAY. Literally, I went in there… and I gave back my heart rate monitor and everything! Talk about liberating!!!
Speaking of liberation... I wonder how I’ll feel on June 13 when I’m done FOREVER with high school; the thing with high school is: some of my most unpleasant, horrifying, ugly memories exist during this time; I would never wish my time in high school upon anyone (even my worst enemy). So basically … all I am saying is: don’t be surprised if you see me crying tears of Joy on June 13.
