Never Ending Pit Of Despair

I Feel Helpless

To be realistic, the only people who really read my blog are little more than three or so people. But for those people who do, they have the benefits of knowing things I do not dare utter in life. Here are one of those things. I am sure one day I will remember this post or rewrite it on some sort of essay that orders me to write one of my most frightening moments in life though. These past few days have been dreadful for me.

Like any days can be when a day that will turn your life is close by.

I'm Stupid

No, I'm really serious. I'm so stupid. I don't know anything about high school. I don't have people who can help me along the way and I spent half of my summer in Michigan. Those are my weak excuses as to why I did not hand in my course selection form to Alpha.

I'm really stupid.

So, I don't know what's going to happen to me. The worse case scenario is I don't even go to high school at all. A reasonable outcome would be that I don't pick my courses. A really awesome outcome would be that I get a by and get my courses.

Of course, I don't know what to expect, with my limited experience and knowledge.

Reflecting On Memories

Today I looked back at my photos, grade six and seven work, everything that involved school. And then I finally realized I would never be able to do those things again. Never. I probably never touch a cello in high school. I'm scared. I'm really scared.

I Feel Like Swearing

I really feel like just shouting swears at nobody for an hour.

I'm a 2.

"Life can be unbearable and bearable." - Kevin Zou