I probably can't live without it. Some time before 8th grade, I went for about a month(or three weeks or something measly like that) and I felt a bit depressed and horrid. But I never play enough every day. Sometimes, I play for about 20 minutes, abandon it, and think I'm going to go back later. Then, I forget about it because I'm busy being bored and the day ends with no accomplishment.
During the school year, every day is the same, unfortunate reminder of where I'm spending the last few years of my childhood. And if I don't perform well in unbearable conditions, then I won't be able to move to somewhere I actually want to live.
No comments:
Post a Comment