This vacation - this glorious time away from school - has turned out to be a stressful time of deep contemplation. Never have I thought so much during spring break. And you know what thinking leads to: Questions.
I've been questioning nearly everything lately. Such a wide variety of exciting topics there is to ponder. Such topics include: My sanity, the sanity of others, my friends, whether I have any friends, who I am, where I fit in, who I like, if I like anyone, if I like both males and females (which is probably not the case, but hey, my options are open), if I should continue writing, love, the world, music, fears, happiness (if it even exists), depression, and finally, death.
Damn. That's a mouthful.
So my point is, I have a lot of unanswered questions. And they're all just swarming around in my mind - festering in my brain - eating away at my thoughts. I'm either going insane, already insane, or way past insane. Or maybe not. It is possible that I'm simply a normal almost-thirteen-year-old girl, right?
They weren't fucking kidding when they said the teenage years are the worst of your life.
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