Music: Pendulum - Hold your colour
Mood: Unreal

I'm sitting at my desk writing this with my proper keyboard and it feels kinda nice. Sitting here and thinking about today and non of it seems to be real to me. It's like the whole day was something that I have dream and has had no effect on me. In school I sometimes retreat into my own world by putting my music on and concentrating on my work. I'm a little annoyed that I don't know enough words to express myself and most of the bigger words I can't spell. I feel like I could just turn the music up and dissolve into my mind leaving this depressing world for the sanctuary within my head. Nothing seems real; Keaton, my driving lesson, school. It doesn't even seem like a vivid dream.