Yeah, I know I haven't written anything in ages, but I haven't even attempted. I might, and that's a big might, later, but everything has gotten so hectic. I'm just trying to get through my final year, and get the marks. It's going to be a little tough.

A lot has changed in this last few months. All I can say is that it's going to be interesting to see where next year leads. I feel like there's so much pressure, and not from school, not work or not from myself, but more to act a certain way, to pretend. And I'm not going to start the whole 'I feel shit' debate or 'I'm sick of myself', because as I said before, I don't have the time honestly. I'm not going to let other people drag me down, and if it means I have to loose a lot, I guess that's the risk I'll have to take. Not that I want to, but if I want to succeed, it has to be at any cost.

Not that I'm ungrateful or anything. Not that I need the whole 'oh, cheer up', because, no. Simple. Anyway, I have work that I have to do and I'm tired. I'm sorry for a lot of things I've done or thought, but I can't help it - and honestly, it shouldn't be placed on me. As usual, I'm writing metaphors, but hopefully, you can get the gist.

I still feel pretty bad though. Oh well. It'll catch up on me. Or I could make an effort to change...




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