I think I'm on the verge of something. The entire past year I have been in complete turmoil with myself, and lost like half my friends. Everything I tried to get back on track didn't work, and my personality changed a lot. Now I'm just sorta fed up with it all, and I'm not really depressed anymore, just the weird kid maniacally laughing in the corner. I feel like I'm at the edge of figuring out something, and can't figure out what it is. The entire world has suddenly become very interesting, and I feel like I'm in some giant playground where all the normal play stuff turned into different colors and shapes. Bad metaphor, but suddenly I'm becoming more happy, because I feel like maybe now I can change something. Definitely not yet. I think this is sorta like a mid-life crisis, but since I don't want to die when I'm only 32, let's call it a teen-life crisis.

This is one of the times for me where you have absolutely no idea what's happening or what will happen, but you don't really care anymore and are just excited, but nothing really has happened yet. 

So yeah. That's what's going through my head right now. I just read what I wrote and realized your probably all think I'm insane, which I kinda am. A good kind of insane, I hope.

Also this journal is kinda deep and depressing, so here's a meme to lighten the mood: