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Life's like fluid, flow right through it
I've been turning into a pretty cynical person. I tend to notice cigarette butts and discarded, used condoms that litter the ground before I notice flowers. I see rotting bunny carcasses on the asphalt before I see blue skies or green grass. I suppose it happens to a lot of people - turning into a pessimist. There really isn't anything extravagant about my life, so I just analyze everything and attempt to pick out everything that's bad.
Most of my friends are going to college next year. I still have no idea what I'm going to do. I may end up joining the Marine Corps. and being blown to crispy bits, but that's a last resort. Everyone else seems to have established goals, however vague they may be, and I'm sitting here on some randomass social networking site rambling about crap that nobody cares about. I don't mean to sound melodramatic, or whiney, even, but I don't really have a clue what I'm doing. To be more positive, I still have my friends from high school, and I make new ones pretty often, so I'm pretty content with my life. I don't really know what the purpose of this journal was, but I suppose I just wanted to rant a bit.
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