Maybe.

The first of the month. Twenty four days until school, and I'm so glad. I don't care what anyone says. This summer didn't live up to my expectations, by any means, and I think this could be the kind of thing I need. Because honestly, I think this summer has been pretty disappointing. Nobody has really lived up to the expectation I set for them for the last couple months. Maybe I'm letting myself down by setting these expectations for the people I surround myself with, but I was just so ready for school to end, and now I can't wait for the new school year to begin.

Everyone has their own things going on. Their own personal something. People have jobs or other people or each other or families or vacations or standards, and everyone has something, even multiple somethings, and I'm just sitting around waiting for my something. Because I do have some things, but not my something. Does that make sense?

For now I'm keeping to myself and the things I like and trying to not really let anything else bother me, trying to expand my horizons and things. Everyone is really judgmental and hypocritical and disappointing, so why bother? The world is quite a big place, after all.