Wednesday, 25 May 2016
05:21:48 AM (GMT)
I read the last few updates I did, and I never really got into a lot of detail. I
got into a lot of detail in what I was feeling, but not really the reason why.
So, this time I'm going to give a huge update.
Second semester junior year was horrible. Physics class was horrible and so was
English. My photo and jewelry class was fun. Even my math class was fun. But it was
horrible, because picking colleges was just around the corner.
My senior year started out great. I was beginning to become really social again. I
even decided to go to a community college, that was like down the street from me. I
was feeling great. But then in October, my grandpa pasted away. I lived with him
(along with my parents) for almost 18 years. In fact, I lived in his house. And my
parents couldn't afford the house, nor did that want that big of a house. So we had
to move. This is where I start to feel so alone. Everyone else was picking and
applying to colleges. They were even getting ready to decorate their dorms! Me? I was
helping my parents plan out the wake/funeral. I was packing to move. I just felt like
nobody was going through what I was going through. My grades also started dropping.
College wasn't on my mind. And I had to graduate a semester early, so I could focus
Moving sucked. Being stuck in a house all day (it was only three days) with no
internet, sucked. Those few months of moving was really dark for me. I was officially
alone. I no long could walk down the street to my friends. Oh wait. I didn't have any
friends, except for one, because I pushed most of them away. Anyways, like I said
dark times. Not to mention, we didn't have a working kitchen, so we mostly ate out.
And I gained a lot of weight from that, and other things.
By the end of summer (August 2014), I had to decide what to do. That's when I decided
I would still go to the same community college that I was planning on going to. And I
couldn't be happier with that decision. Sure, I had a terrible math teacher my first
semester. But it got better. Waaay better. I still don't have friends. I suck at
making friends. BUT, I did finally decide what to do. I am going to go for
photography. I like taking photos, and I'm not TERRIBLE at it. So I thought why not?
I'm probably going to be making very little, but whatever. Two years already have
gone by, and I still don't have an associate's degree to show. The first year, I
didn't know what to do, so I took a bunch of different classes. And then some of the
classes that I need to take, are getting canceled. I'll probably be there for like
five years trying to get an associates degree...but whatever.
I think that's pretty much it. I could go into longer details, but let's face it -
nobody is probably gonna read this. So send me a letter (cause idk when I'll be back
on) or comment down below if you want.