August 27th, 2000, 3:30am.
I decided to do a little journal like feature here. Yay, so you can all read about the boredom
that is my day to day life. In 3 days, I'll be registering for what could possibly be my last year
of high school. It depends on me, basically, and whether I want to go back or not. So, the
future knocks at my door and I'll probably be sleeping. Its like preparing for the end of the
world when going back to school. I just keep thinking of all the things I wanted to do over
this summer, and realise I did none of them. I didn't get a job, I didn't spend more time
with the people I wanted to spend more time with, I didn't do as much writing as I wanted to,
I didn't finish the novel that I started that wasn't fanfiction, I didn't start painting again,
I didn't call a truce with that bitch who used to be my friend, I didn't really bag a significant other,
and I hate the summer. About the only thing I was really looking forward too got cancelled,
motherfucking sci-fi con. I'm off to reread every single issue of Strangers in Paradise that
I own. Salut.