oreomodina

Should have entered a new journal loong ago. But, better late than never. In some cases. Last time I wrote a journal, it was about me graduating. Well, its been a long time since then, and I am now going to college and pretty well adjusted. Not living in a dorm or anything exciting like that. Still staying at home since school is only seven minutes away. Not that I have a problem with that. I don't think I am near ready to take on full independence. I still have yet to get my first job. I've applied to places, but, apparently I'm not what anyone needs right now. Or ever. Maybe I'm not outgoing enough, but hey, I can't help that. Um, you kno

... is starting to look very bittersweet. At the beginning of my senior year, I was like 'heck yeah, ready to get outta here" and now I'm all confused. And stuff. I mean, yeah, I'm ready to get highschool over with, I hate school. But I feel like I haven't properly taken advantage of being able to see all these wonderful people every day. The realization is finally starting to slap me across the face. And it sucks. A lot. That, and my tendancy to be very over emotional and teenagery is kicking my butt. Been bringing myself to tears at random moments just thinking about it. And I've got older people around me saying 'oh, you'll never get