Sometimes I get a little worried that I’m just trying to get through the weeks. Not just to go home, because I am fine with staying here. But, I feel like I’m just trying to finish something, to work towards something but I have no idea what it is.
I don’t want to look back on my freshman year and not remember it because I was just trying to finish something. I loved freshman year of high school and I want to look back fondly at this time.
I thought, when I started that the months were passing by like years. It’s only October but it’s already the end of it. October has flown by and I don’t want the whole year to but sometimes I do but I don’t know why.