Diary Of A Mediocre Teenager

26/8/17

Dear diary,

I'm in the process of deciding what the hell to do with life after school.

But how can anyone my age be expected to make a decision like this. I mean for fück sake, I still giggle whenever anyone mentions the word 'moist'.

I think I'm going to apply for psychology since it seems as if I may have a knack for it due to my constant need and obsession for helping distressed people through their problems. And although it sounds weird and messed up, I find it rewarding after someone has had a breakdown and the only thing they're holding on to and waiting to hear are the words that come out of your mouth offering them solace.

I have a gut feeling that I'm going to find the course too academically tough. I mean come on - 6 years?!

Anyway, I'll look back on this one day and laugh.

Hopefully...

Love always,
Issy