Reflections...
Feb. 7th, 2007 08:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aliseadaeMaybe if I write here I can show what my real feelings are to you, though I don't even know what I'm thinking myself. I don't know who will be learning this, or how many of you are there.
Junior year seems to be flying by in intense waves of, well, life. First there is one wave of schoolwork and activity and drama and emotion then there is a lull, then a wave again. But everything always seems to be happening, I'm always working on something, though I don't really feel like I'm putting all of myself into it. My assignments, too, seem to float on by and I don't really feel it's me doing them. None of my friends are quite there either, they all seem off in some other world, everything seems intense, yet not there at all. Everyone else really connects to each other emotionally, or at least seems to. Really, we are all separated in emotion and in feeling. We our floating away from ourselves and our lives in bubbles of emotion and busyness. There is so much information - both schoolwork and gossip - that we float away from who we actually are and separate from everyone else at the same time. We need something to bring us back to who we were and are.
Junior year seems to be flying by in intense waves of, well, life. First there is one wave of schoolwork and activity and drama and emotion then there is a lull, then a wave again. But everything always seems to be happening, I'm always working on something, though I don't really feel like I'm putting all of myself into it. My assignments, too, seem to float on by and I don't really feel it's me doing them. None of my friends are quite there either, they all seem off in some other world, everything seems intense, yet not there at all. Everyone else really connects to each other emotionally, or at least seems to. Really, we are all separated in emotion and in feeling. We our floating away from ourselves and our lives in bubbles of emotion and busyness. There is so much information - both schoolwork and gossip - that we float away from who we actually are and separate from everyone else at the same time. We need something to bring us back to who we were and are.
