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Kent/ Oxford.
I don't really know what I'm doing with my life. I just regurgitate my thoughts and feelings here. I mostly blog about life, society and dumb shit that I cry about, so you probably don't want to read what I have to say but if you do, I hope I don't waste too much of your time.
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Friday, 10 July 2015
Most people my age have their lives all planned and know exactly where they are going. I fortunately do not. It's a bad thing actually, like really bad but I can only be optimistic about the negative, it's already bad as it is. It's sort of scary not having a plan because I don't actually know where I'm heading, I'm sort of just floating around waiting for things to happen. Like I'm suppose to go to University this September to read Law and blah blah but I don't really consider it as a plan, it's just something I chose because I had to choose something, that is just what is expected. It was either study more or get a job and I'm not ready to plunge into a full-time working life, I honestly would rather kill myself than live that repetitive mediocre life. As soon as you finish school, I can assure you the first question an adult will ask you is "what do you plan to do next?" as if it's obvious that something must be planned immediately after you have finished school. It's fucking ridiculous like give me a break. I've literally been going to school my whole of life, can I just have some time to figure myself out? I feel like everyone is growing into adults and I'm literally the same person I was three years ago, just with less friends and better music taste. I'm just tired of everything and don't want to have to do anything anymore.
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