With every day that comes to an end, I can not help but feel as though time is slipping away from me. Today was the only today that will ever exist in history. 28/01/25. The only one. Looking at it written down like that, it kind of just looks like meaningless code. “Tuesday the 28th of January 2025”. That’s more like it.
Anyways, I applied to Uni today and Uni doesn’t start until September and it’s January. Bummer! Looks like I’m going to spend 9 months twiddling my thumbs and thinking crazy weird thoughts and laying awake at night unable to sleep because of all the thoughts.
I really write on here as if no one is going to read it. I think that’s what makes it so cool. Someone COULD read this (they probably wont) But they COULD…
See ya next time
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EL :p
I DID SPEND THOSE MONTHS TWIDDLING MY THUMBS AND LAYING AWAKE AT NIGHT WITH LOUD THOUGHTS!!!!!!! and I did it for 8 whole months. Go me. Uni starts in 22 days and I am a fucking unstoppable force. No amount of boredom and being pushed to the brink of insanity can stop me.