Hmm... I think I'm starting to love summer just as much as spring now. It was wonderful outside today; even with my current worries, I felt my spirits lift up just looking at the beauty of nature all around. There was also this tiny white moth that was hovering around my head. I did freak out a bit at first, but it just gently brushed its wings against my cheek and continued fluttering around.
And I went to the "God Box" on campus again, for the millionth time. Normally I'd go there to ask God to help me focus on my coursework and all. But today was different - in my own small prayer, I admitted that I feel lost about myself and about my own life, and that I just need a little push in the right direction. Perhaps I'll figure something out this week.
Only she who attempts the absurd can achieve the impossible... and then some.
I just wanna stay at home and play guitar forever, but I have to go... surely I'll be depressed at the end of the day. School always does that to me. What if something amazing and totally unexpected happens to me this day? Nah, it won't. I know the story all too well. I'll just ace the history test and then skip school for the rest of the week because I've already gotten my grades. Fuck all y'all.