“The makers of Glee seem to forget that they can choose to make their own show one of them. That senior year for Rachel, Finn and Kurt? It can last one season of television, or two, or eight, if they so desire, so long as the stories are paced accordingly. Their impending departure is only a problem if Glee makes it one.”
i’ve been thinking about submitting my story for awhile… so here we go!
i spent most of my high school career dealing with anxiety & depression privately, i thought no one would understand or care about my problems. one sunday, my paster began a month-long series on depression and had members of…
and how i feel now, i definitely felt it before, so i go to my ipod to choose a playlist to help me feel better. i would have usually chosen my “dead to you” playlist, which consists of 4 matthew mayfield songs- dead to you, open road, who am i, & fact or fable.
but that wasn’t working for me. so i went through and made a new playlist of what i felt like listening to. and i came up with this:
i dont know whats going on with me anymore. i need a change. something different in my life. something worthwhile, meaningful, practical… maybe like a job. like school. i’m ready for school. i’m ready to move in to my apartment & go to BCM & see my AΩ girls & be a college kid again. i’m ready to be a college senior.
wait… college senior? that doesn’t seem right, but i guess it is. maybe it doesn’t feel real because i’m a transfer & i went to community college.
but it’ll be ok, because i’m gonna end up being a super-senior anyways. maybe even a super-duper senior. maybe i just won’t leave school. i’ve always like learning. maybe i’ll be a professional student & go to college for the rest of my life to avoid having to go to the “real world.”
yeah, that sounds good. i just have to break it to my parents…
so when does the whole feeling like a failure thing end? i don’t like it.
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