Judgment

The day has come and I am starting to cry. It happened around the time when I first started this blog, which I am going to lose my license very soon. With all the crap that happened this year, this final problem will sum it all up, the grand problem of all my problems of this year. As the time is clicking, I slowly see my freedom disappear.

Many people state that turning eighteen, to them, was the best year of their life. That is not true for me as I will always remember how horrible this year was. Just read some of my old blogs, some things may be left out but, you will know the big ones once you read it. It just hurts that I didn’t use my mind that I didn’t think before I started to race this guy. The shape turn came by and I lost control of my car. The false sense of glory led me to where I am today, in misery.

As I look back at the gap between then and now, some things weren’t as bad as I thought it was. I made some new friends, new experiences, and a whole mess of crap. All those times where I would drive place to place is something I would never forget. Those times where I actually went out and enjoyed my time being with my friends is a thing to remember. All those parties I had with my friends. All of this made me happy.

Slowly drowning myself because of my final trial date, there are more problems that I am facing. It is hard to say that I am really interested in someone I hang around a lot? Is it any different from any other girl who is currently dating someone? With these questions in mind, I am slowly hurting myself. I just have this deep interest in someone but I cannot interfere with her relationship. Every day, my heart pounds and aches as I am unable to think correctly. My mind starts to wonder and all I can think about is how awesome this person is. She will eventually see this blog, which I don’t mind. I have already confessed my feelings as I grew scared every time I approached her. But her smile and laughter finds a way to cheer me up.

There may be a small chance that I may get a restricted license… but that a barely 1% chance of it happening since they said that I will lose my license for a whole fucking year. All I can ask for is… luck. Please wish my luck… I beg all of you who read my blogs… which is probably not a lot… to give me some hope.

Thank you for reading,

Zeron Xepher