Life is indifferent to my wishes. 

If I’ve learned anything in my stupid little life, it’s that you shouldn’t get too comfortable when things look good. Because they will never stay that way. Things will turn sour, and then that, too, will pass. There will be moments of terrible ache and moments of absolute happiness. I live each day as it comes, and I never know what feelings it’ll bring. I might break down in tears, I might laugh uncontrollably and have no worries in the world. I guess the unpredictability of it makes life worth living. Today has been long. It’s as if I’m waiting for tomorrow to start, the first day of the rest of my life. It’s easier to think of things in terms of semesters. Last semester was completely unexpected. And I had moments of incredible highs and incredible lows, and life just seems to feel more and more real as time goes by. I feel like I’m actually living it, so that’s good, I guess. That’s something.