I usually try to make these books go to 100+ parts, but at this point I think it's safe to say that that's not happening. I do want to get into writing again, but I don't think I want to write about myself or what I feel. I guess that's just what 2020 did to people. For the last part, though, I'll give you a brief overrun of recent events.
I only have 1 friend-my boyfriend.
My depression and inability to do anything caused me to fail two classes in my last semester of high school--two classes that I needed to get into my dream school as an English Education major. So, Plan B: Cosmetology school. It's okay, I guess. I'm not super hyped about it.
My sister killed herself in March. She was 21, I've felt guilty ever since.
I smoked weed for the first time but couldn't get high. I haven't tried again, mostly because I don't know anyone who smokes.
I've been really depressed lately, but who hasnt?
I still can't drive--I took the class and everything but my school wouldn't approve me getting my permit because of the 2 classes I failed, even though I already graduated. I have to wait 3 more months to get my permit.
I lost interest in pretty much everything so I watch a lot of Netflix now.
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Shitposting: Volume III
Randomthe third annual shitposting book that nobody asked for nor wanted