So I was at Borders for my 16th birthday, just browsing at literary titles, trying to decipher which book to buy with my $20 gift card given from Brian.
Then I instantly came to sheer realization that I’ve been wasting my time on the computer. Well, basically, I’m wasting my whole life on that damn thing. I could be applying to a pre-collegiate program, but instead I’m talking and checking my Facebook every five minutes.
I’m not saying that my friends are completely despicable people, but there are other and better alternatives while talking to them. I could be on the phone with them - sometimes I just miss hearing my friend’s voice, especially Brian’s.
I knew that I was abusing myself when I would go on the internet for hours and forget to do an essay, study for a major test, or just simply work on homework. I need help, in all honesty.
I suppose that’s where the books and writing comes in place.
I want to improve on my writing and I wish to read more, much more. I need to find a way to accommodate my internet time with just myself-time... if that makes any sense.
I go to New York in about eight hours, hopefully I’ll have some ideas conjured ideas that’ll help me ameliorate my aberrant predicaments.
I still don't know which book to buy!!!!