I knew somehow that once I got out of High School my whole life would change, and that it has. From every point possible, and I'm not even into my fourth week yet. This is when life truly begins for me. I even feel a release of presser that I used to have, a release of thinking too much about things that shouldn’t bother me. And I feel like me more and more each day. Somehow it's like I went away for a really long time and now I'm finally back again. I feel sad for the friends that had me in the past, they really don't know me at all but knew the self I thought that I was, or the self that I was making up. I'm not schizo, I was just manipulated by people. I wanted to be "cool". It's so good to let it all go. I love college. I can finally think for myself (not that I didn't before), but that people looked at you funny if you did something they disagreed with. I'm not talking about drugs or alcohol; I’m talking about the whole High School seen. The whole mood of the school, with the teachers, and the teens with their "LIKE OMG! HER HAIR IS LIKE TOTALLY ******** HUGE!" But that's all over now. I'm free, and it feels oh so good.
I didn’t mean to get too deep. Owell. I never write about myself. So, be happy!
I didn’t mean to get too deep. Owell. I never write about myself. So, be happy!
