The 'Why do I think too much?' blog.

Where can I get some patience?

2010-01-29T22:23:00.002-05:00

Time to vent.

Honestly, I have never felt so anxious in my life. I can't seem to sit down by myself and be content with it. I feel completely unsatisfied. This week has been pretty terrible for me. My car got towed, crap happening with school (not classes, but other miscellaneous things), money problems, relationship problems. I feel like things are getting worse and worse, rather than better. What happened to a new start? My mind won't allow it.

Today a speaker came into my abnormal psychology class to talk about suicide. He said the number one reason that people commit suicide, that he has observed in over 30 years of counseling, is the loss of relationships. I'm not saying by any means will I ever commit, or attempt to commit, suicide, but I feel the same kind of sentiments that one may feel after any other break up. I lost 8 of my closest friends (what the hell, seems weird to count the exact number, but it's true). After spending so much time with them, and now not being able to see them anymore, it fucking sucks. I know I have said, 'whatever I don't need them anyway!' but I honestly do. Those were the friends I could look to in order to vent or to relieve anger or just relax. Who do I have now? Any person that I can talk to about my problems are so far away. There's no one here in Gainesville besides my sister, and I know I've said this before. I'm attempting to make friends, but I feel like I'm getting nowhere. I'm not connecting. Again, I feel too anxious. I can't just relax and let things take their course.

And I feel like I can't act the same way around others. Like I need to try hard to impress. But that's NOT who I am at all. There's too much pressure in pleasing other people that I lose sight of what exactly I want and what I need. People have told me I'm very independent, but I know deep down that that's not true at all. I'm very much so dependent. Even typing this all out, I feel so sad because I feel completely pathetic and powerless. Who the fuck can I call up and say 'let's go somewhere' or 'let's hang out?'. Fucking no one. Everyone I want to see are hours away. There's no one for me here right now.

We were also talking about unipolar and bipolar disorders in class recently. I'm NOT bipolar, if that's what you think. I'm not depressed either (I think it has to be severely impacting your life for you to be clinically diagnosed as depressed), according to the DSM-IV-TR. But I'm fucking sad. I'm really fucking sad. I've been going to sleep earlier and earlier just so days can go by faster and faster. I slept for 14 hours the other day because there was nothing more I wanted to do but not think. I just wanted time to go by. I don't know what I'm waiting for. Maybe Spring Break to go away to Spain and forget about shit here? I also haven't been eating much lately. Yesterday I ate a tuna sandwich. The other day I ate cereal. Today, I fucking pigged out and ate a bunch of pizza and candy. But not I feel siiiiick as hell. I've been exercising more, which I guess is a good thing. I bike at least 8 miles to and from school and play soccer every other day. But all of this is SO uncharacteristic of who I really am. I pig out all the time, I used to neglect working out, and usually went to sleep very late. Wtf is going on? I guess I can say it's stress related.

New Years Resolution

2010-01-07T15:48:00.002-05:00

1. Exercise everyday. Even if it's biking to school.
2. Eat healthy. Avoid temptations like candy and chips. :x
3. Focus on what I want. Focus on what's good for me.
4. I can't please everyone, so it's better to stop trying. Being a little selfish never hurt anyone.
5. Do well in school (no shit).

Harsh Realizations

2009-12-08T21:35:00.002-05:00

I've known this for a while, but it hadn't really hit me until now. I don't really have anyone I can lean on here. My family is far away, my sister leaving to a different country for winter break. The friends I have here don't care. It's so hard to think about all these things, and just want someone's support. Support from the people you spend the most time with, but not getting it. Now I guess it's time for me to focus on myself, instead of everyone else. This sucks so much. I hate it. I feel so alone.

It's Funny

2009-12-07T16:59:00.002-05:00

I've had this blog for over a year. I remember when I created it; I wanted something to record my feelings, the happenings in my life, what I expected of the future. Even though I post infrequently and sporadically, it's still fun to read my past posts and reminisce.

This past semester has been a roller coaster to say the least. It's finals week, and the things that have been happening in my life lately are not conducive for a successful outcome. My boyfriend and I broke up last night. I feel completely empty and devoid of any kind of motivation or passion. I'm incredibly upset, but at the same time I know it's for the better. We fought too much. There were too many times when I questioned, why do I put up with this? Because I love him, of course. But I just wish these things were not so hard. I wish I was a strong enough person to be able to brush myself off and go on even stronger than before. This is by no means the end of the world, but it is the end of a happy period in my life.

I got a job at the clothing store Old Navy. It's very cookie cutter, but as long as I make money I don't care. I need money. I have $50 to my name right now. I don't want to ask my mother for anything, she's struggling enough.

Things I Hate the Most.

2009-05-31T13:32:00.002-04:00

People who pick unnecessary fights.
People who are controlling and do not listen to reason.
Stupid fads involving young teenagers and horrible music.
No money.
Job searching.
Empty stomach.
Lovebugs on the front of my new car.
Friends in hospitals.
Fakeness.

But I like many things.

Starting over.
Meeting great people.
Discovering amazing music.
Laying on the couch with your favorite person.
Happy moments with family (they're too scarce).

Wait, my freshmen year is over?

2009-04-15T02:09:00.002-04:00

The end of the Spring semester is drawing ever near and I'm left with this question: Where the hell did the time go? I feel like my freshmen year should have been longer, more epic, more interesting, but I'm not left with much coming out of it. If anything, it was a period of self discovery, figuring out who I am as a student and a friend and trying to decide what I want to do with myself career-wise (leading to me switching my major twice).

So where am I now? What's my plan? A few things happened since the last time I posted.

- I am now majoring in Pre-Physical Therapy, taking on an interest that I already knew existed but was too afraid to pursue.
- I'm taking classes at HCC this summer but not for Financial Accounting and Calculus. Rather, I'm taking Chemistry I and II with labs. It may or may not be brutal, I do not know how HCC functions, but we'll see if this will ruin my summer or not. As it looks now, CHM I is held Tuesdays and Thursdays at the Dale Mabry campus from 10:15-ish to 12:20 for class and 12:45-ish to 3:30 for the labs. That's a LOOONG time to be focusing on Chemistry... but I guess that's what you get when you try to cram them in one summer.
- I found a place to live next year. It's in a very quaint and quiet apartment complex a couple miles north of campus in a delightful neighborhood. I'm soooo excited to move in! The apartment has a townhouse set up, with two floors. One bedroom is downstairs and the other two are upstairs. I'm going to be living in one of the bedrooms upstairs. It's very spacious, has an amazing window nook for studying/sleeping/being lazy, and a private bathroom. The girl I'll be living with is so nice and she decorated the apartment in this retro fashion; it's so cool. We also seem to be on the same page when it comes to the upkeep of the apartment and things of that nature.

A few things that are bothering me: Exams next week, doing well on all of them (which I need to do, my GPA needs a boost), and subletting my sister's room for the summer. Ugh. :(

But I'm so excited for Bamboozle. :) It's so soon.

Take the clock away from me, please.

2009-03-04T16:47:00.002-05:00

There are so many things to look forward too. I just wish I could keep myself from looking at the clock. It's like The Sound and the Fury, when you start worrying about time, bad things happen.

There's:

Spring Break (which begins tomorrow, so that's not so bad)
All Shall Perish/Winds of Plague concert in JAX (March 26th).
Iwrestledabearonce in JAX (April 12th).
In Fear and Faith/Attack Attack in Orlando or in Tampa.
Some FBR shows with Will.
The end of classes/beginning of summer/internship/job/whathaveyou.
FUCKING BAMBOOZLE.
Maybe Protest the Hero in Orlando on the 5th of May.
OH FUCKING SLEEPER in Orlando with Iwrestledabearonce on the 8th.
Katya's coming back from Spain/her 21st birthday.
Starting classes at HCC (Calculus and Financial Accounting because I am math retarded).

Idk. There're other things. I just want to get this semester over with.

Valentine's Day.

2009-02-14T13:17:00.001-05:00

Will is over for the weekend and I couldn't be happier.

Last night.

2009-02-07T11:19:00.001-05:00

Was so much fun. I have a really good feeling about this.

Back to reality.

2009-02-02T22:04:00.003-05:00

This past weekend was amazing. Will came up from Tampa on Friday and spent the whole weekend here; it was incredibly relaxing and something that I think I definitely needed. But he's gone and classes are here, exams are coming up so quickly, and I need to crack down again. This weekend I'm skipping out on the Seabird/House of Heroes concert to go back home and get some things that I left, mainly my bike light, bulbs, Andy's Tshirt and CD (that I think came in the mail). It's Gasparilla, maybe I'll go, maybe not?

Here are some things I'm going to focus on this week:
1) Catching up on Micro lectures, readings in the book, and the study guide, so I won't flip the fuck out come exam time next Tuesday.
2) Keep up with the Astronomy lectures by reading the book and taking the quizzes online.
3) Studying Spanish tenses and verb conjugations. I really really really need to work hard in that area so I don't embarrass myself and get my first bad Spanish grade ever.
4) Cooking for myself. Healthy things. Fighting temptation. Maybe going to the gym every now and then? I need to get rid of my thigh fat and my stupid love handles/pudgy-ness. :( I miss being fit.

Also, I'm back into downloading music like a true pirate. Nothing is better than discovery a new band that you really, really like.

Cheers.

Epiphany

2009-01-26T18:16:00.002-05:00

Big one. Huge one.

What am I doing as a business major?

I don't enjoy it. Shouldn't I be enjoying my time here? And the classes I'm taking? I'm super jealous of one of my classmates, Andrew. He's a Linguistics major, and he's taking extremely interesting classes, not having to study a great deal, and having fun. Of course, the first question is, what job would you get as a Linguist? That doesn't guarantee you a career. It's a dead end job.

But who gives a fuck? I want to enjoy what I learn. I don't really like learning about production possibility frontiers.

Come clarity.

2009-01-20T01:52:00.002-05:00

'I want you to lead me,
take me somewhere,
don't want to live in a dream one more day.'

Under the influence.

2009-01-20T01:16:00.002-05:00

I've never drunken alcohol in large quantities until this weekend. Thanks Martin Luther, you're the man.

Tomorrow is important, but for some reason I'm not excited. When there is a lot of stress in my life, the good things seem to be dulled. Kind of like taking a large amount of Nyquil and not thinking. Obama is being inaugurated tomorrow, but the only thing I can think of is the massive amount of studying I need to be doing in order to get good grade, keep my scholarship, and make my parents proud.

I kind of wish I could be stupid and have things handed to me. Like, oh you failed all these classes... well, I'm gonna die soon can you please succeed my business? Sure, Mr. Old Man, I'd love to. But it doesn't work that way. I know first hand it takes more than hard work and dedication to get any recognition.

Bad year in J-music.

2009-01-02T14:25:00.003-05:00

I read a girl's post on her last.fm profile, about how 2008 is a pretty bad year in Jpop/rock music. Now that I list down the artists, there are so many bands going on hiatus/retiring and not enough new acts to make up for it. Besides deluhi and maybe vistlip, I can't really name a new emerging band that really left an impression on me this year.

Here are the artists that are retiring:
1. Ellegarden - on an indefinite hiatus. :( That was the saddest to hear. I can't recall a time where their music didn't make me happy.
2. Chihiro Onitsuka - retiring. I've been a fan of hers for years and it's so sad to hear she won't be making any more music.
3. melody. - Well fuck, where am I going to get my Jpop fix now? With the release of her best of album Timeline, she called it quits this past October. :(
4. Maaki - the girl singer from High and Mighty Color is retiring. I think she's getting married? And she was a relatively new act, I don't think HMC reached their peak yet. Oh well.
5. Amano Tsukiko - She's retiring from singing, but I think she's going to continue to write for other artists. She was amazing, her song Chou for the Fatal Frame video game was beautiful.
6. DJ Ozma - retired. Popular, but I didn't really like him.

Even though there were some notably good albums released, like Diru's Oroborus and Ayu's Guilty, it wasn't really that spectacular. :/ I hope 2009 brings better things.

I feel like I'm going to explode.

2008-12-31T16:14:00.002-05:00

I can't even BELIEVE the gall my sister has, to force all of her responsibilities on me without even fucking ASKING me if it was okay or not. I don't want to pay the fucking bills for the whole house every month. And yelling at me for not bringing my check book home with me? Okay one, I don't have a mother fucking check book. Two, when do I ever, EVER use checks? I've only used one check out of the 10 checks I got this summer. Who does she fucking think she is, that she can march around and order people to do things for her, making up bogus shit along the way.

'Oh Cristina, you should buy this for me since I drove.'
'No I shouldn't, I'm the one coming with you to kee you company... and I only have 15 dollars to my name.'
'Cristina why are you such a bitch...'

And then of course I bought her what she wanted with the little money I had left. I've never been this close to crying because of the shit she comes up with. Why is she so selfish and so BLIND to how she treats others? I feel like I'm suffocating and I hate it. I hate that my parents don't do fucking shit to discipline her. Right now, I really just want to hurt her. Not physically, but I'd do anything to teach her a lesson and to humble her.

Thank the fucking Gods she's leaving for 5 months. Who knows, maybe she'll stay there forever.

People suck.

2008-12-30T18:16:00.003-05:00

I hate people sometimes. If I want to be by myself, why won't you let me? Why am I blamed for not seeing you? I guess it's clear now who my real friends are. In a way I'm happy because of it.

Robbed.

2008-12-22T23:02:00.003-05:00

So, early this morning my sister's house in Gainesville, the one that I'm living in next semester, was broken into. We only found out because the girlfriend of the new guy moving in found the front door ajar and everything in the house in disarray. Apparently, my PS3 is gone, the two TVs my sister and I owned, my sister's sound system, her iPod speakers, an who knows what else.

This makes me so sick. To think that strangers came into our house and took our personal possessions, things that could have had sentimental value. Just taken them away to pawn off, to make money off of. My $500 PS3 is gone, but that doesn't upset, no where near as much as the feeling of being played. Being violated. What the fucking hell. I swear, I'm going to find out who did this, even if it means I have to contact every fucking pawn shop in Gainesville, every day, for the next month. Fucking piece of shit scum.

My sister and our two other roommates are going to drive up tomorrow to see if anything else was taken, like jewelry or clothing or anything else important. Hopefully when the police come by again they could scan the house for usable fingerprints.

On top of all this mess, this Christmas season is stressing me out. For some reason, I'm not happy. This whole ordeal just made matters worse. There's no holiday cheer here, not one ounce of it. I feel happy being with my parents, but then I think about other things and get in the worse moods. I want to lock myself in my room and not come out, because it would be easier than to bother myself with socializing and caring about what others thought. I really don't want to do that. Right now, I just want to rest and be by myself. But I know by doing that, someone out there is going to make assumptions, and I'm going to lose friends. Either way, it's a lose lose situation, I suppose.

On a lighter note, I think I might have found the bike I wanted. My parents and I went to a bike shop in Dunedin to look for a road bike that fit me. They had a really nice, entry level one for $800. Ya. Expensive. So we just browsed around and I wandered off to the used bikes and found, nestled between a hot pink Barbie bike and a hybrid, this beaten up, sad looking road bike. It was as if an abused puppy was looking at me with glistening eyes and whimpering for me to take it home. The frame was rusted, the cover of the saddled was detached from the cushion, the tires were torn up. But for some reason, I really wanted to take it home. Give it TLC. This is the bike I want to begin my cycling career on. Definitely.

I'm calling the shop tomorrow to ask for a price.

This feeling sucks.

2008-12-21T19:38:00.002-05:00

My first semester in college ended. I thought it was going to be a breeze, I mean, I got my IB diploma with above average marks, I got nearly straight As every semester, I had a really good work ethic besides a bit of procrastination. I thought I had it in the bag to make straight As in college like my sister had. But it didn't really end up that way. I knew that I was going to get a C in precalc. I'm absolutely horrid at anything that involves numbers and the letter x. So, I figured it's okay, I'll just get As in my other two classes and get a C in math. It's only a prerequisite.

Well, I was aiming for an AAC combo. Ended up a few points shy of an A in anthropology. So I was pretty content with an ABC (kinda funny no?). I just checked my score in Human Sex, and I did not so good on this last exam. Ended up with a fucking B+.

My heart stopped. What is the minimum GPA to keep Bright Futures? Shit. Did I fuck this up? I had a talk with my dad a few days ago, him asking me if I was okay with Bright Futures. "You know Cristina, you can't lose it, I don't think we'd be able to afford it if you do." Fuck. Shit. Oh my god, I'm actually really scared.

Two Bs and a C: 2.67

To keep Bright Futures: 3.0

Holy fuck. Did I just make the biggest mistake of my life? But then I remembered the minus and plus grades. Oh god, okay, so...

Two B+ and a C-: 3.0

OH MY HOLY JESUS. Thank the lord, if there is one. I seriously had the scare of my life.

But even then, I'm incredibly ashamed in myself. Where did my high school work ethic go? Why I'm a settling for mediocrity? I'm not telling my parents this. I'll just stick with my ABCs and be done with it. This semester NEVER happened. I'll start over knew and forget this whole fiasco. I'm going to fucking grab the spring semester by the balls and give it a good hearty squeeze; I swear to God I will not fuck up this time. School will be my number one priority from now on: not concerts, not movie time, not anything. I want to prove to myself that I can do this, and I want to make myself proud. And my family, of course.

Just settling in.

2008-12-19T14:59:00.002-05:00

The past couple of days I've been home have been spent sitting on the couch watching old episodes of The Office and Top Chef on my laptop, playing with the cats, and scavenging through the pantry for some edible snacks to eat. I haven't really made an effort to get together with friends or to go places; for some reason I'm not really in the mood. I'm just looking forward to my second semester in college and how different it's going to be from the first. New house, new roommates, new lifestyle. I won't be in the center of campus where all my classes and friends are merely a 5 minute walk away. I have new responsibilities that I have to face, like collecting rent/utility money and paying it on time. Oh geez, I hope my memory doesn't conk out on me. :/

But I'm very excited for all these changes. I'm so grateful for my decision to change my major to Management from Biology. God, how I realized how much I hate science. The classes I'm taking should be a bit interesting:

Microeconomics
Computer Software bull shit
Astronomy
Higher level Spanish class (SPN3300?)
And an intro class into the business school.

Beats taking a ridiculously hard chemistry class and a bull shit math class.

Homeward Bound

2008-12-15T12:27:00.001-05:00

I'm going home tomorrow~! I love home. I love my family! I love Blitz.

< -- This is me being very happy.

Cheers!!!

So much time on my hands.

2008-12-14T15:07:00.002-05:00

I've been thinking. And thinking. And thinking. And there are two things I miss more than anything in the world right now.

1) The feeling of a cold Friday night, getting ready for a home soccer game against a huge rival. Getting pumped with the best team I've ever played on. Warming up with my best friend and co-captain. Laughing and being ridiculous, but focusing at the same time. Getting in trouble with the coach because he doesn't understand our silliness. Going all out for 90 minutes, getting dirty, roughing up the other players, doing some awesome saves, hear your fans cheering for you. I miss all of that, and I know I'll never experience something like that ever again. :(

2) Being in a relationship. It sounds silly. A lot of girls always say 'Ahhh, being single feels so great and liberating!' But not for me. I'm used to being with someone. I'm used to waking up in the morning and checking my phone for texts from that one special guy, or waking up and looking forward to talking to him. I'm used to acting goofy and nerdy around him and knowing he's just as goofy and nerdy as I am. I don't like having to look or having to wait, I just want that one guy to come to me. But I'm spoiled; I should know that it doesn't always work like that.

What I really should do is lay off the whole romantic deal for a while. I should focus on other things, like school and sports (or so people tell me I should). But I don't want to do any of that. I'm used to having emotional support, used to having someone who wants to be with me just as much as I want to be with them.

I guess it's time for me to pack up my things.

Another point for fucking up.

2008-12-08T12:59:00.003-05:00

I always find a way to fuck something up, in one way or another. This time, it's unforgivable. I severely hurt my family through this, and I feel such a deep level of shame for what I've done (or rather what I didn't do). I was so excited to go home. Now I don't know how I'm going to face my parents and my sister. My head hurts and my eyes burn.

Also...

2008-12-07T01:15:00.002-05:00

...mood swings. I hate them.

It's not depression, but it's kind of like... a sun shower. Except minus the sun.

Discomfort.

2008-12-07T00:27:00.000-05:00

The feeling I experience when placed in an unfamiliar situation. I react physically (sweating, blushing) and psychologically (believing people are judging me negatively). Even thinking about scenarios that place me in unfamiliar territory makes me anxious.

I wonder what next year is going to be like. I fret.

An odd dream.

2008-12-05T17:26:00.004-05:00

I want to type this down before I forget it. I just woke up from a nap around 15 minutes ago, and I kinda laid there in bed thinking about the crazy dream I just had. From what I remember at first I was in this dark parking garage with some of my family and some very distant friends playing around with my friend's really cool camera.

Then the scene slowly morphed into a place that looked like a sports complex: it had a few soccer fields, a football field, and then a softball field. Some girls from previous soccer teams were there, which I found kind of odd because I don't normally correspond with them. My sister walked up to me, having just put on some of her soccer gear (I noticed she was wearing our old away uniforms from high school soccer) she asked me if I was ready. And I made a show of telling her I didn't have that uniform and I hadn't played in a really long time. My dad was there too just listening to me.

As we were talking, this huge mushroom cloud appeared on the horizon, lighting up the sky. It was kind of silly how animated it looked in my dream, but it was real enough to seriously frighten me. Everyone started screaming and running different places, collecting their kids and heading for cars. I bolted for the pavilion that had the referee's office inside of it, with my dad and sister in tow. When we got inside I opened another door and got into this well lit closet sort of room that had a tiny window up by the ceiling (my sister and dad stayed in the bigger room). I waited for impact. I watched the silhouette of a tree outside slowly get brighter until it looked like it was day time. From this point I don't remember the sequence of events, if the sound came first, or the rush of wind, or the earth shaking. But all that stuff happened. I was so terrified. I wondered why the ref building didn't just collapse in on itself, but it didn't.

Afterwards, I followed my sister and dad to this room that looked like sort of a news center. A broadcaster was getting ready to report some findings on this single flat screen TV in the center. Everyone who was walking into the room went to these sinks behind the newscasters desk to wash their faces.

This is when the dream ended. I was so incredibly confused. What does it mean?

Best night of the year.

2008-12-03T12:19:00.003-05:00

Last night was absolutely insane... for the first time ever I got to see In Flames live. Right in front of my fucking face. RIGHT THERE. It was absolutely surreal. Let's start at the beginning.

Andy and I left super early to Orlando, I think around 12:30-1. I tried to study for my math exam that I had the next day, but I couldn't concentrate at all. So, when we got to Universal we walked over to the Hard Rock to get our tickets and then went to eat before we got in line at 4:30. Keep in mind doors opened at 7:00. It was 45-ish degrees outside and getting colder, and we by no means had the appropriate gear to warm ourselves from the biting cold.

So we waited for two and a half hours. Taylor came at like 5:30-ish I think? The wait and the cold was worth it though, we got right up to the barrier. :) 36crazyfists was first up, they were 'meh' at best. The lead singer looked like Will Ferrell and the drummer was losing drumsticks left and right (one of them shot out of his hands at 60mph into the crowd). They played maybe 7 songs, organized a wall of death, and then they were done and Gojira got on.

I think I was expecting something much more epic. They were really good, but I think they lacked a little of the inensity that they had on the CDs. Vacuity should've been harder, grungier, but it was just okay. The bassist though... oh lawd, was that boy hot. :)

Anyway, they were good and I'm so glad I got to see them. Apparently they'll be touring again next summer? :D

Then, In Flames came on. Omg, it was fantastic. Singing along to the songs was so much fun. The set list was okay, they skipped a lot of my favorite songs (and didn't play The Chosen Pessimist). Come Clarity was beautiful and everyone was singing along. Bjorn is cute. :) After they played, the drummer tossed me a drumstick but the guy next to me grabbed it the same time I did and pulled it away. Why am I nice? I dunno... I should have torn his penis off.

Afterwards we left. Driving back to Gainesville the stars were so bright, and we saw a shooting star. It was kind of surreal, a little calming, and a little frightening for some reason? It was a good night.

Off to study.

A few annoyances.

2008-11-28T23:32:00.002-05:00

I guess I forget things easily and I won't remember them for a while, but as quickly as I forget them I'll remember them again. Not gradually, but in a frenzied rush. It's very annoying. And I'm not talking about things like 'oh darn, I forgot where my wallet is... oh well'. It's more intimate than that. Like... messy, bothersome things that you don't want to get reminded of.

Anyways. Another thing bothering me. Rebounds. I see them EVERYWHERE. My friend (I won't name anyone) attracts rebounders like crazy. And they never, ever work. I rebounded once. Actually, that's a lie, twice. And both times they ended badly (and shortly). I don't know why I'm thinking about it now, but it's just simmering in my brain annoying the poo out of me.

Enough rambling.

Underoath/TDWP Concert

2008-11-26T01:04:00.003-05:00

Lots of douche bags, but it was fun. Underoath is always fun to watch. I'm so excited for Gojira and In Flames next week though; I dunno if I can contain my excitement.

*Yawn*

Now sleep time. :)

Should I start blogging again?

2008-11-24T22:27:00.003-05:00

I remember when I was in sixth grade (or maybe seventh... my memory is horrid), I opened a livejournal account. This was my first blog, and has survived for an admirable amount of time, considering I have the attention span of a small child. I'm not one to hang onto things, but this blog kept coming back to me, like a persistent eye booger. Then I all together stopped posting anecdotes of my life online for everyone to read. I was busy: school, soccer, relationships.

Now that I'm in college, it seems fitting to start another one. Start off fresh. Record what's going on, what I'm thinking, my beliefs and whatnot. I don't channel my creative energy into anything else, maybe I should start with this?

We'll see how long this one lasts.