One of my very close friends, Molly McIsaac, is moving to Seattle today after being giving the chance of a lifetime to start a new and flee from her home in Idaho. I've known about her plans to do this for almost 3 months and yet on this, her moving day, It's only really just sunk in.
Most of my friends from high school have left. The ones with the motivation to free themselves from the hellhole, that is. It makes me ask why I haven't done the same. School? What is it worth when I haven't been able to take a single class that progresses my degree, and with every passing semester my GPA drops lower and lower from my disinterest. I don't have a job, and I have crippling social problems that stop me from working harder to get one. I need to change, and need to know more then I do right now.
I need to drown.
Really, I need to make it so that my survival hangs on DOING. I have to put myself out there so that I could really lose, so that I have something to win.
I'm not sure what yet, but I think this will take less thinking, and more doing on my part.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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