I finally decided (sort of) what I'm going to do, for the rest of the year. I'm quitting school. School's not fun for me anymore. As much I love everyone there and as much as I like the teacher's and stuff, I just feel like I shouldn't be there. I feel out of place and I feel like I'm not learning anymore.
That's no reflection on the teacher's... they're great. It's me and my inability to concentrate or understand. There is no point in me going to school anymore. So, as of the end of August, possibly start of September, I will be out of school life for the first time since 1990. I'm sad to have to leave it. I always thought that I wouldn't leave school for a long time because if I wasn't at school, I wouldn't know what to do with myself.
I'm still not sure, truthfully. I can pick up more shifts at work, but I already don't have a life and I would like to try to have something resembling one. You know, actually see my friends, spend some actual time with Greg, my sister, etc. Guess a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
I feel like my life is out of control and I have no way of reigning it in. I don't even know where to start. I think a holiday would be good. Get away from everything and everyone. Spend some time disconnected. Might be good for me.
I'm postponing Broome, I've also decided. I want plenty of money before I go and I want to see what happens with work first. Of course, if all goes wrong with work, I may just be moving earlier than I thought. That wouldn't be a bad thing. I've got plenty of people either willing to come with me, or visit often, which is cool.
I had a small dilemma last week, where I wasn't sleeping, you know, almost at all, because I was thinking about this whole moving thing. Tasmania had emerged as a candidate for my residence and I was torn as to what to do. I decided, eventually, that if I didn't go to Broome, I would regret it forever, so Broome is where I'm going. I'll holiday in Tassie when I get time.
So much has been going on lately that I feel my head is clogged and wants to breakdown and scream, "enough is enough!" On the plus side, I'm writing more than I have been in a while. On the downside of that, I'm not writing on what I should be writing; my fan-fiction, my fantasy novel. Instead, I keep starting new short stories. They're great when I first start them, then I'll look at them the next day and think, "what the hell??"
I need to open my brain and reorganise files. Anyone know how to go about doing that?
That's no reflection on the teacher's... they're great. It's me and my inability to concentrate or understand. There is no point in me going to school anymore. So, as of the end of August, possibly start of September, I will be out of school life for the first time since 1990. I'm sad to have to leave it. I always thought that I wouldn't leave school for a long time because if I wasn't at school, I wouldn't know what to do with myself.
I'm still not sure, truthfully. I can pick up more shifts at work, but I already don't have a life and I would like to try to have something resembling one. You know, actually see my friends, spend some actual time with Greg, my sister, etc. Guess a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
I feel like my life is out of control and I have no way of reigning it in. I don't even know where to start. I think a holiday would be good. Get away from everything and everyone. Spend some time disconnected. Might be good for me.
I'm postponing Broome, I've also decided. I want plenty of money before I go and I want to see what happens with work first. Of course, if all goes wrong with work, I may just be moving earlier than I thought. That wouldn't be a bad thing. I've got plenty of people either willing to come with me, or visit often, which is cool.
I had a small dilemma last week, where I wasn't sleeping, you know, almost at all, because I was thinking about this whole moving thing. Tasmania had emerged as a candidate for my residence and I was torn as to what to do. I decided, eventually, that if I didn't go to Broome, I would regret it forever, so Broome is where I'm going. I'll holiday in Tassie when I get time.
So much has been going on lately that I feel my head is clogged and wants to breakdown and scream, "enough is enough!" On the plus side, I'm writing more than I have been in a while. On the downside of that, I'm not writing on what I should be writing; my fan-fiction, my fantasy novel. Instead, I keep starting new short stories. They're great when I first start them, then I'll look at them the next day and think, "what the hell??"
I need to open my brain and reorganise files. Anyone know how to go about doing that?
1 comment:
Aaron would suggest a scalpel but I think you just need to chill. Relax... and come to my place.
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