I miss having time to sit down and write my emotions. I feel that the fact that I am not writing, is keeping me back, and not allowing me to properly relax. I think I need to force myself to set a “writing” time slot. I’m tired of writing for school; I’m tired of writing all these pointless essays and nothing for my own pleasure. I am not developing my mind. I am not expressing what I think. School is taking over my life. People always told me that college is not a joke, but I never understood until now. All nighters have become routines. Reading has become my best friend. Seriously where is this winter break?
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