So, yeah, life decisions and such. Bummer.
Apparently there's this thing going around, where we have to decide our futures and stuff. Now that I'm all adult-y I'm expected to be some sort of decisive responsible...adult. Yeah. Not so excited about that one.
Seems to be a lot of things that need to be decided piling up, like college, and college, and maybe college. Also, prom, but that's, like, deja vu or something (didn't I just post about that?). Instinctively I desire to sit on this couch forever and ever and ever. I've heard there's some sort of a job as a couch potato. People get paid to watch TV and give their opinions so that the big Hollywood guys can brainwash us. I think that would be fun.
I just don't have much motivation right now. Except for the whole "graduating from high school" thing (no, I do not know why I just put that in quotes) I'm having trouble looking forward to anything. Prom's coming up--update: still dateless--and then it'll be spring and then summer--update: still no plans--and then I'll be off to who knows where doing who knows what. Except, well, I'll be writing. But new ideas are hard to come by these days; I chose a depressing future profession.
The point is, I'm going to have to start figuring stuff out soon, like, by next week. I have to start accepting some things, and informing people about some things, and interacting with people about some things, and...well, that all makes my stomach start to twist itself up, kinda like how a swing set does when you spin it around and let the chains mix together. I feel like I've gotten too comfortable, and now that I'm hitting the point where comfortable isn't going to be allowed for, like, 10 years, I'm not so much okay with it. Guess it'll just take some getting used to.
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