life

For the past week or so, everytime my alarm goes off and i come out of the realm of my dreams, i wish i hadn't. I'm disapointed that i have to face my life. Not that my life's bad, it's pretty good really, but my dreams are better. I find myself questioning why i'm here for the bazillionth time, and it frustrates me so much that i don't know the answer. I don't have a purpose, which is why i say 'what is the point?' a lot, and consiquently, don't try as hard as i should at things. I try to live for today as much as possible. I don't like thinking about the future, because what if i don't get there? I don't want to spend my day building for tomorrow if tomorrow isn't going to come. And if it does come i don't want to look back on today and think i wish i'd done something else instead. I know with this thinking i'm going to end up in a hole, but i shall face that when it comes, as i do everything else. People say life goes too fast, i believe the opposite. There is so much stuff i want to do, but i can't because i'm not old enough. I hate not being in control of things. I wish i could fast foward and rewind my life, it would makes things so much more fun.