My whole life is nothing but a series of existential crisis'.
I can wake up one day ready to get up and face the big wide world and then there's the other days.
Those days are different... So different that, in fact, I even question the meaning of the human race.
Which is bad considering nothing else is going on.
I should consider myself lucky.
I'm not being beaten, mentally or physically bullied and I have a great family.
Except for the fact that I'm an only child, yeah, that's thought can ruin even a whole week at a time.
So that's what I mean about an existential crisis.
But I wouldn't expect you to understand.
No way, the only person I can relate to on this topic is Daniel Howell.
He is exactly the same as me in nearly every way.
We even both have brown eyes, chocolate, brown eyes might I add.(I could do with some chocolate right now, Maybe dairy milk...)
I would sit and watch Dan every day.
Really, I would, if I didn't have constant music and studying to do.
I'm trying to get straight A's in my leaving cert exams. (A/N~For those who don't know it's the exams before we go to uni.)
I want to be an art or music teacher when I leave university.
I love music, I can play the piano and the guitar, but, I really treasure my singing voice.
I got 3rd place in the Talent Fest competition for Scotland, England, Whales and Ireland.
I'm originally from Ireland but I moved here to South London when I was five years old.
I don't really remember much other than my granny telling me stories of the old railway tracks down by the Glen.
I would give anything to hear her voice again.
But some things are really just impossible.
Edited~ 20/3/2015
10:16 AM
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