Black Hole

We All Fall

At one point (or many points if you are unfortunate enough) in life, you fall into a hole. You have no idea where you are. You don't know what you were doing before. All you know is that you have fallen into this hole. It's about the size of an elevator, and you can't see anything. It's a circular hole, and the sides feel smooth. How far down are you? You don't know.

I think I'm stuck in this hole right now. I just keep on repeating the same things everyday and everyday and it bores me to death. Sometimes I feel like I want something new, something fresh, that I'm willing to go out of my way to start that thing. Whenever I'm talking to a girl, I feel like just blurting out fake love lines to see how she'll react and what she thinks of the whole thing. Passing a fire alarm usually triggers some part of me that just wants to pull the thing so that school will be cancelled or at least paused for a while. Recklessness. Boredom makes me reckless.

So I'm trying to figure out how to get out of this hole. I'm trying to be calm. Maybe I'm the complete opposite of calm. I could be furiously trying to claw my way up, only to completely exhaust myself and crumple down to the ground. People are different, so they have different approaches to this hole problem. Some may just sit there and accept everything passively. Then there are people who will scream and kick the walls in anger, not willing to accept, yet not willing to try to get out. Others will yet try desperately to get out, like a savage animal trying to escape a cage.

Have you fallen yet?

So Much Has Changed

The grade eight Kevin would have a difficult time trying to figure out what happened and where it went wrong all the way up to today. At what point did everything just go... poof? It feels like everything has changed drastically. People have called me a different person, and maybe I am one now. No, I'm sure of it. I am so much different from the person I was one year ago.

Just about one year ago I was having the time of my life in high school. I always spent time with these two great friends I had made. I expected to breeze past the rest of high school and enjoy it with those two friends. There was no way I could have seen what was coming in one measly year. One year was all it took for everything to mess up. I just don't know where it went wrong.

I'm Done

Got into another fight with a friend. How nice of me eh? I've been having a pretty bad time with people from my own grade. Maybe it's natural, since you know, I kind of abandoned everybody and went off to pursue my own education and made new friends. Yeah. I consider the grade 10 students that I have met so far to be very good friends. Especially my chemistry friends. I don't know how I would've made it through the last two months without them.

Of course, there's always credit for those grade eight friends who have helped me get up to here. Thanks to you too. That just about wraps it up. I'm a 6. Goodbye.

"Mistakes are always forgivable, if one has the courage to admit them." - Bruce Lee