So ive never written in this journal
Partly because i feel like im talking to myself and partly because im just too lazy of late.

Im tired. But just browsing through some of these pages, reading the beauty that is typed, thought,photographed shared. It makes me want to write some thing.

I havent written in a while, no motivation i think, that and my upcoming CAPE exams, i really should be studying...

Im feeling empty, yet numb to this emptyness. I dont care any more.

Not suicidal nonchalance.

Just the i need a buzz, a high, a flake of excitment to shock me back into living.

Im finially done with high school [yipee] and at my final assembly, as karma would have it, the row infront of me was chock full of all my ex friends, the people who just months ago i was laughing and hugging and sharing my life with, now we hate each other, well rather, they hate me. And as i thought back to those days with them, i realised that im much better off now.

I dont need fake people.

I need a new start. A change of scenery. Something fresh and exciting. A new boy would be fun perhaps. If only to distract me from the abyss of nothing that is life.

Adieu until when ever.

Im off to be creative.

M.E
xoxo