Oh /b/, what would my life be without you?
You beat my thoughts until they become scrambled.
Sometimes things are just like this. You just have to be close enough.
This summer I plan to do a lot of things. But I already crossed off a lot off my list. Not because I did them already, it’s because I don’t want to do them anymore. I was close enough, but I never actually did them, and that’s okay. Sometimes you don’t have to accomplish something to learn from it.
For those who are interested enough, next week I’m starting work. It’s going to be painful, especially since in the last month I’ve just been sitting in bed doing almost nothing.
Mature mind and young heart. At least, that’s what I think I have.
I hate being confused. It’s like trying to pick the chicken or fish dish on those airplane rides, but you know that either way your meal’s going to taste unrealistic. I feel like this sad panda.
Events will happen, the seasons will change, people will not.
I feel as bad as when I played against Airman in the original, japanese Megaman game. Except I can’t just DIE, I actually have to live it out. Not that I want to die, of course, that would be a silly thought.
I don’t think there are any posts on Saturdays either…




