I realised while i was waiting to present my monologues in drama today.. yesterday, that i actualy really dont care as much about school as i use to. I still do my work, becasue i think of how my dad would feel if he was here, same with studying.
I looked around and i saw people on the verge of shitting themselves and I felt more of a want to get it over with, not because i was scared out of my mind but because i didnt want to have to put up with it anymore, one less thing to "worry" about.
Before and afterwards, all i heard was "omg im so scared".. all said differently.
I agreed, but inside the fear I had didnt even amount to theirs.
In a way thats good, but at the same time, the not carring part, isnt.
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