Along The Side Walk

Journal Entry 2

January 31rd 2016 5:17am

Annnnnnnddddd we are back with another journal entry since..........what is it? Like..... 13 days? Almost 2 weeks?

What can I do? It's crucial for an inanimate object -that will never care of my existence- to know that commitment to me are like...........bedsheets in your house. Yes, you're always constantly reminded of it every time you go to bed but you're just never bothered enough to wash it, because of that one juice stain you had on your bed once you know? It's like that one juice stain you spilled when you invited friends over to your house and things got juicy (get it?) here and there, and before the two of you start making out passionately, that one jealous third wheel of a friend decides to 'accidentally' shove you, spilling your juice from your cup into the bed sheets.

Not that that whole intricate detailed story just now was true and it happened to me, I just like to have my imagination run wild and roam free as far as it can go, it really helps cure writer's block; especially during when I write.

So yeah, commitment to me is one pain in the ass. I find it annoying and energy consuming when you have to devote yourself and everything into one person with a possibility of all those things going to waste. And incase you're wondering, yes I am your true, typical FA whose been in love and heartbroken many times ever since grade 1. I mean I've basically given up on high school romance when I had an epiphany about how douche all of our boys in school are. It still stings that there's no hope but hey, I'm still positive about my delusional future where I meet the celebrity of my dreams and we fall in love. So yeah which explains why I'm taking Korean lessons online.
Call me persistent and delusional all you want, at least he knows enough to treat girls politely and righteously unlike all the boys in my school. But the story about him will have to,wait for another time.

But let's get back to the topic. If you think about it, commitment has already presented itself as a pain in the arse through the form of education and school. I mean if you're bothered by going to school then you're already bothered by committing to the essential principles of going to school. Commitment comes in a variety of forms everywhere. But I'm just too lazy to commit to doing my homework and school projects. All we do is present presentations or make posters or write essays, and those are just coincidentally the things I hated the most too. The last time I was ever truly committed and driven was like 3 years ago in grade 6 where we had this exhibition and we were assigned groups and, had to make this whole presentation about desalination. Now if you're 10 years and above, I can guarantee you that every word that ends with 'tion' does not mean an easy task for anyone doing a presentation about it. Heck. Even the word 'presentation' ends with T-I-O-N. And so long story short, I ended up being the scrape goat of the group and spent nights working on reports and essays, while they laze their asses on the floor not knowing what to do with their lives. Not a good memory, nah aw. Not. At. All. I guess it kinda explains why i'm so lazy now, or maybe it's just a natural habit we develop when we get older and life gets harder. Who knows?

So if you did the math, you would've already guessed that this journal entry is coming from a lazy ass 9th grader. And no i'm not going to answer your question as to why i'm wasting my time being up so late on Wattpad, it's Wattpad. Every teenager knows of Wattpad because it's a fundamental thing all teenagers (especially girls) waste their time on fantasizing about their OTP. But just because this is on Wattpad doesn't mean there will be a love story about some shit relating to boys and how my heart pounds every time we interact, none of that cheesy stuff. Again, if there just happens to be a reader wanting to read about finding love then this is not for you, this is just a manifestation of what a capricious 13 year old's mind would be like.

Ok got a bit sidetracked there, but it's completely sane and healthy to fight with yourself right? So commitment, overall, a pain in the ass for everyone, i have a lot to say about it but it's best if i end it here before your attention span wanders somewhere else. So i'll see you next time, next time being whenever i feel like writing. Bye.

Yours Truly

Audrey