The Future Freaks Me Out (Oops. There's Life.)

     Hello friends, it's been a while.
     To Mr. Burge, who by the creeper page views bar I can tell has been checking my blog, I know I haven't updated in a while. Oops. There's life.
     To those who actually take time to read my blog because you feel an obligation to/enjoy my writing/whatever other insane reason you might have for being here, welcome back. I'm getting back into the flow hopefully and will keep writing.
     So this week has been busy, if you'd like to put it that way. My homework schedule was light. I didn't have any plans or obligations. I didn't contract swine flu and start the apocalypse. So... "How was my week busy?" you might ask me.
     In all honesty, it wasn't. I was apathetic all week. I didn't have to actually do anything, so what little work I did get (see: Blog, Calculus Homework, English Homework) I did not have the drive to do. I literally felt like sitting on the couch all day and watching TV (did I mention Season 3 of The Walking Dead came out on Netflix last week? And that Season 4 starts next Sunday?).
     I'm not going to lie to you, senior year has in a way (north by northwest) sucked. Don't get me wrong, I am trying to live it to the fullest; I've overhauled my wardrobe, I've made new friends, I've participated in as many opportunities as I possibly could. But The Future Freaks Me Out. If I could stay at this point infinitely as a senior in high school... trust me, I would.
     That's not the case though. This place that has been my home for four years will be torn down and tossed away. I will move on to other places, forming new connections and evolving as a person. It will never be the same. The carelessness I've had as a teenager will forever be lost. I will need to work hard to get what I want and even harder to actually get there.
     Burge told us in class today almost this same thing (I might have used it slightly as the basis of this post). He's right. I can't keep feeling apathetic like I did last week (I think the term is senioritis). These past four years I have been pushing a boulder up a hill, struggling to get it to the top of that mountain. When January rolls around, the ball is gonna drop (pardon the cliché). I'm gonna have to juggle scholarships and applications and a job and school and everything else that is thrown in there.
     I'm not ready.
     But I'm gonna have to be.
     So here goes. No more apathy. No more skipping homework cause it is more convenient at the time. No more playing video games until three in the morning on a school night cause I felt like it (no this only happened to a friend of mine, don't worry). I am gonna take the bull by the horns and make this year the best it can be, to make my life the best it can be.
     I'm on fire, and now I think I'm ready to bust a move.

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