The Way Things Work Isn't How They Are Planned

It seems lately that I can't do anything right. I seem to annoy people, and I seem to be a screw-up, everything seems to be falling apart and I can't do anything about it. If only everything worked out like it does in the movies, if our time could fly by in a hour and 30 minutes at which point we reach a sense of contentment and understanding of life. Too bad it isn't like that at all.

I'm so excited for the college students who get to leave and move on to a new part of life, how exciting it must be for them.

Today I imagined what moving day will be like for me going to college, I can just see my parents walking out the door of my room and me just laying on my bed, smiling, knowing that I won't have to be in this house for a few months at a time.

Last night I had a dream where I told-off and expressed all my resentments and frustrations to someone(who i will not mention for the sake of being bashed or whatever) and I feel like it gave me some closure even though it was just to an imaginary form of this person.

I've screwed a lot up. Boy, oh boy.

"Oh captain, my captain."