Writing. It has been a while. But now I'm back, and I'm starting fresh.
The end of the school year is here. Only one more exam to write, but I've given up before it has even began. I don't see myself going far in life. My hopes and dreams are usually just that; hopes and dreams. Giving up has been such a common occurance in my life in the past little while. To be honest, 2 sentences ago I almost gave up on this.
Right now, I have no idea where I'm going. I know where I'd like to be, in both this ... whatever it is that im writing... and life. I know I want to have a finished task to hang on my wall and say "I did this." Highschool Graduation Diploma, University Diploma, heck, even an Employee of the Month certificate would be fabulous right now. But lets get real, we've gotta start small. Baby steps. So here I am, writing for the first time in months.
But still, as I start the first steps to stop giving up, I'm giving up something else. It's 8:50pm and I have a Biology Exam that I am ill-prepared for. I gave up studying at 12:15pm today, after studying for just 20 minutes.
What is wrong with me? This isn't who I want to be. Make it stop!
I give up...
