Becoming disconnected with the world.

I’ve learned that it just happens. You will be a boring person. You will hit the most inconvenient bumps or mind blocks in the most important conversations. You won’t always be able to start the conversation or satisfy the other person’s interest in talk. You won’t always understand the pop culture/media references people mention.

People will underestimate you. You will be disliked.

and at one point in every one’s life do they wonder if they are still the same person, do they wish they could build a time machine to change something, and start doubting if they are even liked by others anymore, if their friends actually want to be their friends. I guess I’ve accepted it — that I’ve changed, others have changed, and I like the person I am now, though I still wish I was a little less exhausted and much happier. I also hate being underestimated…

My life is swell, and it’s time for better.

Most of all, it’s time to choose what to do with my life, or at least what college to go to. I seriously have no clue. :(