🐄 Louis

Happy new year to all of you ! I hope it's starting well.

It's been quite busy for me this last year. Quite hard to follow up with this harsh rythm. But i'm here now ! Ready like hell to blog ! Study ! Write ! Explore ! as much as i can. With a better organization it will do !

Yesterday I worked on my WIP for like 3 hours straight, I think i'm getting closer and closer to a narrative arch that works (not too much plot holes, and things magically worked together). I've got a few details to fix but frankly it's doing fine.

I listened to a pomodoro video to not crash out, it really helped ! (i'll put the link in case you're interested, I made them initially for me but I hope you will like it)

08.sept.25

This will be my first year not going back to school…

And I feel completely lost about that. I forged myself around school, I lived through school. I stoped everything to completely throw myself into school, and now it came to an end.

It drained my energy, my will to anything, my creative mind. Leaving school was all I was waiting for.

I yearned for that moment and yet I’m so afraid to leave this environment. I kinda loved school in some aspects. I loved some of my classes and clubs. I loved knowing what my week looks like. I loved knowing I’ll the same faces, friends, teachers or my bus driver. I loved lunch break spent in the study room. I just hated not being allowed to be myself and express myself. I hated not having enough time to learn at my own pace (shout out to all the other loving yet slow learners). I hated teachers that do not encourage learning outside of what they say or show. I hated the social pressure to always perform. I hated the pressure to excel.

Yet I loved learning, talking, debating and discovering. I loved taking notes and making organised binders. I loved so much about it. And I’m afraid I’ll never find any of that anywhere else.