Existentialism on prom night

Listening to: Straylight run
Feeling: blasphemous
Holy moly its raining cats and dogs! This is a pretty intense storm I must say, it got me out of work early! I wish life were less torrential at the moment. I’m breaking up with Brandon tomorrow. I’ve decided sooner is better then later. I feel guilty like I’m setting a trap a bear trap for an innocent animal. It has to be done, though. The longer I stay the more damage I’ll do, the bear trap will become a guillotine. I’m kind of looking forward to it being over, no more expectations, no more clinging, no more anything. As nervous as its making me I think it’ll be a relief, when its over. School is beginning again… and dare I say it I’m actually excited. I get to cut my work hours and focus on my future. I’m changing my major again, this time to Art Management, it’s the first thing I’ve been excited about in a long while. The first goal I’ve had that actually feels attainable and worth the battle. I thought more then anything that I wanted to change schools, but now I am coming to realize that school is what I make of it, and maybe I should make more of DSU. I have this really old web journal from waaay back in the day I’ve been reading through, I forgot how angry I was and how much everything hurt. But, mostly I forgot how much hope and beauty was there… that I never even wrote about.
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Thanks. The idiot is okay as far as I know and I'm pelting him with a shoe when I see him.
I concur.