I Want a Fresh Start
I hated it, and truthfully I thought it was just because I was burnt out, but I only see a few things to smile at still when I look back. Other than ThisIsRoom445, I regret everything. I know some of you would go back tomorrow if you could, and I am happy for you. But no. No, going back is going to be one of the most difficult things I have ever done. I keep telling everyone I have at least one semester still in me, but I can’t help think that may even be a mistake. I have no goals. I have no plans. I am incapable of making a decision. I am not ready for the real world. I hated that place. I don’t know what to do. When people try to help me I only get upset. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.
sorry about the rant if you took the time to read it.
