18 and counting

Okay, so maybe I haven’t written this month. But that isn’t that long. Like, the last time I wrote was 2 or 3 weeks ago. And, I mean, that isn’t that bad, is it?

Anyway, a lot has been going on. I’ve been volunteering, I’ve had my 18th birthday and started Year 13 (senior year). Which means I have been so incredibly busy. And every time I want to post something, I look at it and it just seems so stupid. You see, the post that I published just a few minutes ago, I was actually going to post that at the beginning of September. On the 7th to be exact. But then I talked myself out of posting anything and just saved it to drafts.

Anywho, things have been so busy. It’s like I have homework everyday. And I’m really trying my best to strike up a balance between work and play but it’s so hard to do!

Oh, and then I’m performing one of my poems in assembly tomorrow because I agreed to it today. But because of that I realised how utterly depressing my poems are. Which would technically make sense because I only make a poem to release any emotion but normally negative emotions. So, they’re usually depressing. But then, after writing it, I have all this energy to just be happy. And I’m not going to sit down and write a poem about how happy I am. No. I’m just going to go out there and be happy. It’s that simple.

Anyway, my eyes are snapping shut. I will hopefully update a little bit more frequently. At least two more before the end of the month. *shrugs* She says hopefully.

Nakedstreetkid out x 🙂


Ring out

Sometimes, I think to myself, “why on earth is this person phoning me?” So, I look away from the screen and turn off the ringer and just let it ring out. Because I don’t want you to think I’m ignoring you. Just that I don’t want a conversation with you. Which is similar to ignoring but not quite. Because I don’t mind looking at you if you were to be right in front of me. Which sounds weird but is not. But if you were in front of me, your words wouldn’t reach my ears because I’d be running at the speed of sound. Away from you. Because I wouldn’t mind you to continue to talk, just not in front of me, thank you.