Empty.
Haven’t written in a while, I know. I guess English class just kinda dampened my writing spirit. But somehow I still managed Nanowrimo (which didn’t go that badly this year). Hmm.
Anyway. Empty, that’s how I feel right now. I feel like I’ve been trying to fill this big gaping hole in my chest ever since… I don’t know. The second semester of last year I was trying to fill it with God and food, the summer – blogging and the writing forum, and since the beginning of this semester I turned to books again and then there was Nanowrimo and there was the pre-summative rush and scholarship applications and even more books and now that all that is being torn away from me I just feel like I have absolutely nothing to do. I sat in front of the computer for 15 minutes trying to find something to do and just nothing came to mind. I realized that I’m completely at loss for a hobby; there wasn’t anything I want to do anymore. Not even eating.
I feel like I have so much time on my hands and it’s just so horrible. I want it all to end. I want Monday January 5 to be here so bad.
