It's nice to know that in 3 days my life has yet to fall apart. Every time I feel like it could, something makes it right again. I got accepted to my dream college today. I'm going to Oklahoma State University. The only college I applied to since it was the only one I truly wanted. In a month I have to go audition for the music program. That scares the shit out of me. I've got 2 auditions to do. One vocal and one instrumental. I want to become a music teacher... that's my whole dream. Get married, be a music teacher, have babies, raise a family, retire, die. That's it. Even though I have all these "life goals" as my therapist would call them, I still want to be gone. I want everything to happen right now and just be done. I love the idea of living my dream. I just...want to do it now so I can die quicker. If that makes any sense. I'm not suicidal, I just want to get it all over with. I thought this whole depression thing was just supposed to be "a phase"? I guess not... Well, me, it's 11:00 at night and I'm ready to go to bed. After having this break full of many christmases and a New Years party, I'm pooped. Goodnight.
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A Sky Full of Stars
Teen FictionA year of journal entries by Maddy. It's her senior year and she's discovering so many new things. What it's like to have friends, how it feels to have a boyfriend, and how to take life as it comes and not always wish for everything to be over.
