So, I was sitting around my apartment being bored, as usual, when I decided to look at my LiveJournal from 4 (yeah, FOUR) years ago. As I was reading through it, I realized that there was no way I would have remembered any of that stuff if I weren't presently reading it. It was a bit odd, but it felt good, and even if I felt pretty disconnected from the feelings I had at that time (I was a pretty angsty teenager, I must say), it was good to have those memories reemerge. Thus, my purpose for this blog. In another 4 years, I want to stumble upon this and smile as I read about what a tardo I used to be. And, we're off.

Today was a complete lazy day. I didn't go to bed until 8 AM, so class didn't happen. That needs to change. I've already missed way too much class this semester, but I suppose there's really nothing I can really do about that. I'm not sure if that's a good attitude to have. I generally feel like I'm not really in control of my life, I'm just living. Some might say that's bad. I think I'm okay with it.

Just got off the phone with Billy. We had some giggles about LiveJournal. Overall, an enjoyable phone conversation

I think I'm done for now. This shit is sure to get more intricate, though. Gimme some time (I say that too often).