I can't remember but
I don't remember if I wrote in here yesterday or last Friday. Maybe Tuesday. I'm sure it doesn't matter.
About an hour ago, I said today would be a good day and now I'm mocking such an optimistic side of me popping out of nowhere. Like, honestly, since when is any school day so good that you'd say something like that. Especially me.
I have some assignments I need to complete but I'd rather write in here. I guess this is another form of procrastination I've developed. Great.
I don't even have anything to say. Prompt time.
Top five long time goals? I didn't plan anything that far ahead but I was planning on getting a pet one day in the future. Aside from that, I figured my existence would just be erased or something. I can't see myself in the future so either I'm blind/lacking in imagination or I really won't make it that far.
I'm tired of school. Even though the workload has probably decreased significantly as we head towards the end of the year, I still wish I could just go back to bed, lie down, close my eyes, and pretend that there aren't about a decade of school, college, and work years waiting for me outside of my covers.
Maybe I'm lazy but at this point, I don't think I care anymore. I'm aware I'm probably being dramatic, or that I'm in a mood of some kind but I'd like to say what I want without feeling embarrassed for having such fickle emotions/moods/whatever.
I don't even know why I'd be embarrassed to express what I feel. Pretty sure it's the general disgust I have towards myself.
I have a feeling I'm least unpleasant to be around when I'm sad since sadness makes me calm, quiet, less enthusiastic, and less expressive.
If anyone's reading this right now, Hi. And goodbye.