I’m up at 12:30 just wondering what comes next.Some of my friends started asking “hey what are you doing after high school” and to be honest I have no idea what I am going to do. My junior year is almost over and I’m terrified for my senior year I don’t know what I’m going to do. One friend asked I I was just going to “go with the flow”and I realized that’s what I have been doing all these years but that has to stop at some point right? I feel as if some people expect my to get far where other people don’t think I’m going anywhere.to tell you the truth I don’t think I’m going any where. I also don’t know why this keeps me up or is as scary as it is.Is it because what i do next is going to affect the rest of my life.And that kinda terrifying to me because I always acted as if I knew who I am and knew more than I do. This one little question with a big impact made me think everything over again and question everything. I have no one to talk to about this besides some guy that’s a senior but I don’t know him well enough to ask.so the thing that keeps me up at night and that is the most terrifying question to me is “what happens next”?
I have not been on here for some time but I wanted to share what my cousin and I did did for my aunts and mom.i hope they had a wonderful day they deserve it.
This is a song that my friend Dan plays at his house all the time. This video is not PG it does have people drinking, smoking pot, and girls in bras. I know that it is not what I normally put on my blog, but I wanted to talk about this song and video. Why? Because I believe that in it shows how we as humans attempt to be happy and in some of these activities are happy. I am not promoting anything, so don’t take it that way okay? In this video it starts out with people walking into this house and there are drunk people everywhere. I was thinking were these people happy? Are they happy now? I mean there are many people who use drinking or smoking as a way to self medicate, but what about those others who just do it? The are happy right? When…
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