Once Again
Yet again, I find myself wanting to keep some sort of journal, some sort of say in what is going on in my life. Then again, what makes me think I am so important that anyone would care to read the things I have to say? Who knows, maybe it’ll just be good for me to babble about things, whether or not anyone reads it. =]
For as long as I can remember, I have have always known exactly what I wanted in life. I was going to have a cute, steady boyfriend throughout high school, get an education, get married, have kids, become a teacher, and have a cliche life. Now, I have no idea where I am going, or what is supposed to happen. Is this what happens when you’re 19? Does everything just become one big, jumbled mess? I know that I still want a lot of those same things - I just don’t feel as sure as how to get there as I used to. Who knows, everything always works our, right? That is what the optimist in me wants to believe, but some days it is definitely a struggle.
Anywho - it’s been a very long day. Off to bed for tonight - maybe I’ll actually keep up on this. Who knows. =]
