Citadel for the Broken

Today was an emotionally exhausting day, it was the last day of exams and the library claimed that I had a fine. Well, I had already driven home so I had to waste gas to go back to school. Yes, waste I'll get to that part in a second. So I go back to pay my fine and it was two dollars. "Hm. I said to myself I only checked out one book, so I don't see how this is possible. I also distinctly remember asking a friend of mine who works at our school's library if I had any fines; she said no." They gave me my "recipt" back and I looked over it. It had a bunch of books about insects and so I thought to myself, "Well, someone must like insects but it's not me..."So. I told them that none of the books were my responsibility and they took the fine off my account and gave me my money back. Well that was a good side story but not the whole reason why I'm so tired right now... and I don't feel like disclosing all the information to you guys online so... another time.
And this I know is my first post in awhile and I apologize I've been dreadfully busy. And also please excuse me if this post in fact sucks. Well, guess it's kind of like writing in journal... so maybe this will help me somewhat with my writing skills because keeping a journal tends to help most writers but to be honest I feel a bit lost in life. I haven't really had any sort of goal as to what I want to be when I 'grow up'. I honestly don't think that I ever wanted to grow up or ever thought that I would get this far. I always seemed to think that the apocalypse or something would happen or I'd get killed of or something. (Morbid isn't it?) Well, I guess all I can do is live for now and just be, because I can't fret about the past the future and the now are all that I can think about. And so my friends I bid you adieu because I think I've rambled on enough. And for those of you whom I promised a poem of my own construction on said theme I am quiet sorry I'll get to work on it when I'm not so tired; it'll be goodd practice for me.