This has been one of the most uneventful weeks I’ve had in a long time and it is slowly tearing me apart. I don’t even know what to do with myself anymore it’s so depressing. All I can think about is how there is nothing productive for me to do and it makes me feel so worthless I don’t even know how to explain it. It is just not a good feeling at all and I don’t know what to do about it, it has a way of just making me want to lie in bed all day.
I will probably begin my third novel this week tonight. Which is crazy because I never go through books this fast but they are keeping me busy and they have been really good. Plus, it is pretty good for that book challenge that I talked about doing here. After I finish this book maybe I’ll do a post about them?
I also redid my entire blog! I had a lot of fun doing it too, I hope you guys enjoy it.
Other than reading and blogging, I have barely done anything but worry.
I am just ready to go back to school. I really do want to go back but along with going back, there will be a lot of anxiety. Paying tuition, actually going to my classes and doing well, finding internships, building my barely existing resume, graduating and then finding a job I am in love with. It all sounds good and fun but it is so scary to think about too.
This semester is basically my gateway to real adult life. There is so much unknown that comes along with it, maybe that’s why I am so scared out of my mind about it. There are so many things that could possibly happen that I cannot even fathom.
There will be good times and bad but just thinking about it now, in this time that I have nothing to do is crippling.