I don't know how to write anymore
This second semester is proving to be more brutal then the one I had as a freshman. Not only are the subjects more challenging, they are also very demanding. I am running out of coping mechanisms, so I will use this post as an outlet. Perhaps, I will be able to get a better grip. That is why I will dedicate this post with all the happy thoughts I can think of. I will not talk about school. I will not talk about my struggle with faith or religion at the moment. Instead of lashing out like a wild animal, I'll try to emit positive vibes. This moment is my happy corner, and I'M GOING TO MAKE IT ONE VERY SMILE INDUCING POST. Well, I'll try to at least. I owe my battered self that much! I'll start off with Neverland. Why? It's because I haven't got many years left in my youthful days. I just turned eighteen. That shouldn't be such a big deal, but it is. I guess it's nice to think of Neverland in times like this. Running off with the lost boys, playing arou...