#school

  Hiya Guys! I have had this requested a few times so I thought why not... oh boy this is gonna be a long entry. Let`s start this out plain and simple. School was shit. Not gonna lie to you haha When I was in reception I meant my best friend more life- who I…

Well okay so basically hey! this is my first entry and im probably going to write on here more often because theres just so much id like to share wihtout the people around me knowing im part of a community they arent,,, idk,,, my friends are iffy on some things and youll see the red…

I don’t know what I am doing in life. I will be turning my mid 30’s next year and part of me still wants to work on that associate of arts degree and the other part thinks that I will be too old when I finally graduate because I only take a couple of classes…

I occasionally handwrite in various notebooks, but thought about an electronic journaling. Lo and behold... Google suggested opendiary. How could I have forgotten something I used for YEARS? Now, nearly two decades later, I reclaimed my old opendiary. I doubt I'll go back and read old entries... ...

Just flipped open the cover and decided, "hey, this entry to the entire journal should be worth putting on here!". So, this will be chronologically out of order. I will try my best to avoid this as much as possible, but it will happen from time to time. Here we go! No commentary on this…

I felt like this journal entry will be relevant for the overarching narrative that is my life, because of a quite influential person that came into my life at this time. I mention a few here, which instead of listing who the people are in advance, I will instead describe my relationship with them...

I was 14 years old when I wrote this entry and it seems like I had been visiting my mother for, what seems to be Spring Break. I will give some context to whom I am referencing before I share this old journal entry. I will also use [brackets] in between paragraphs for commentary. Not…

A mother drops her child off at school and prays that he has a productive day. She prays for her daughter’s well-being; for her to learn, write papers, mature, and develop the necessary social skills needed in life. A father meditates on the welfare of his child. In some cases, he may even errone...

Sitting on a stranger's garden wall Almost having had enough of it all When it came to me that I was me again That I was allowed to be free again For the first time since the start of secondary school.   I stood out for not fitting in Into some narrow sphere of perceived…