This is a journal of all the good and bad parts of me.
The lazy and inspired parts.
The cringy and the talented.
This is my writing that I'm not always proud of but enjoyed the journey of writing. The parts of my writing I forced myself to write a...
"Pick a poem with meaning and depth to it. Write about how the poem makes you feel." - A guess.
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"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
Choosing whether or not to graduate early has, and is going to, change my life in many ways. It hasn't done too much yet but I can already see some aspects of that. Graduating early is confirming I'm not going to a university right after school and I'd have to go with community college. It's also affecting when I apply for community college and if I should take the extra semester off as a break or go straight into applying.
It's also taken a toll on me, I've noticed, when it comes to thinking about my life and the major I want to go into. I've started thinking if Psychology really is the right choice or not and if I'm still not ready enough to go out into the world alone and make decisions by myself. Am I really for less free time, more stress, and knowing I can't depend on my parents anymore, sooner now?
