Aug 8 2013

I don't like people. Actually, it's not that I don't like people, I just don't like liking people. Does that make sense? Getting attached to people means you depend on them for your happiness and once they leave you're left with less than before. And when you like someone, you're depending on the chance that they like you too, which is rarely the case. Or maybe that's just me, because I'm notoriously bad at keeping friends. Okay, I don't even know where I'm going with this one, I'm just gonna change the topic. I've noticed that my concentration is kind of crappy lately, to say the least. I feel like I've developed the attention span of a goldfish and I can't focus on one thing without getting distracted by something else. My summer is coming to a close, and I just need to have some self-discipline for one more year, or actually, just a few months, but I can't find it in myself to do even that. I have a terrible feeling that when I'm older, I'm going to be filled with regret that I couldn't just man up and do what I'm supposed to do, now, when it is most important