Everything has suddenly become seemingly pointless. I don't want to go back to college, or go to uni, what's the point? The sooner I can just get a boring full time job with rubbish pay and move into a shitty house on my own, the better. I mean I may aswell face it, that's what will probably end up happening to me, so why not just cut to the chase and do it now, instead of wasting my time chasing false dreams and fairytales that I actually thought I could acheive? I'm fed up of living in a dream world and I'm bored and tired of where my life is and where it's heading. I feel like I need to go to sleep for ten years and then wake up and see how I feel then and what I want to do. I'm not ready to decide exactly what I want for my future.
Rob seems forever away, I just want to hold him for a few minutes, longer if I had the chance. But I don't. I don't know when I'm going to see him again, and now that I've started college it won't be half as much as I'm used to. We spent the whole summer together, and I can honestly say it was the best summer of my life. It had it's ups and downs but those where what made it.
I've lost everyone. All of my online friends have forgotten that I exist and probably think that I have forgotten about them to, but I haven't.