I open up my notes on my phone in hopes of finding something worthy to post. There is nothing as per usual. I'm empty. Once I find something inspirational I'll have something to write about. I have a lot of time to myself that I don't use to study or enjoy. I just meditate upon life in a dying like manner. I'd love to write a story. Something about a girl who has a whole life ahead of her, and maybe other things, but they have to be smart and humorous.

Our teacher asked us to look up the word satire. It means

We're reading the novel "animal farm". It's reallly boring but I can't complain. Someone once said that I'm descriptive which is strange since I can't bring myself to write anything.

I missed about 4 classes the last week. I was awake in my sleep but I couldn't bring my self to get up once because I was tired and three other times because I was giving up college. I seriously consider the idea of quitting. No one can understand me, but it's so hard to study when you're me.

I hope later days become better