I procrastinated...

Okay, so I have been procrastinating with the whole blog writing… I don’t know, it just kinda seemed pointless writing to nobody. Anyway, my mum asked me the other day if I had posted again and it sent me on a sort of a guilt trip so I decided to write again. Dad had a look at my blog briefly and the long post previously put him off… So I will try to keep it short.

I mentioned my book of poetry in the previous post right? Well, when I tell people about my book I introduce it as ‘The Book That Keeps Me Sane’ and it is true! I haven’t written in a while, I pick up pen and paper or my laptop and I just don’t have the mental energy to write and it is beginning to show through in my life. I am more irritable, day dream too much and am content with silence – which is not normal! Times have been challenging for me as of late; I have had a sudden involuntary change of friendship groups at school (a pc way of saying that I was ditched and am floating between groups), sport season has ended leaving me with nothing to do and, get this, we might be moving soon! Mix all of that with holidays, a light cold and not writing and you have one emotional teen slogging around the house.

Ok, this feels really weird. Writing to an audience of none. Posting into cyber space and knowing that you’re the only one reading it… Well, hopefully I’ll get at least one reader soon!

I was just thinking about the whole ‘involuntary change of friendship groups’ thing, many teens go through that right? My bestie says that it is a very common thing in high school (If you read this girl, be proud for the shout out!!!). I believe that she said something along the lines of ‘Year 9 is the year that you meet the friends you think will be your friends for high school, Year 10 is the year that you find out they aren’t an Year 11 is the year you find the real ones.’ It may be true, I’ll have to tell you in year twelve if it works. Ah, I got side-tracked. I will put some thought into the ditched thing (I’m over this pc way of writing) and will write a poem and get back to you guys about it (I love how I talk to plural when there’s not even one reader…). I think it is an issue that we all face and we all need to know how to conquer.

Shew, look at the time! I’m off before my hide gets skinned!!! (Excuse my South African expressions)