Month: March 2009

  • Sleeping

    Ever since I finished high school, It seems like all I've been doing is sleeping. I eat, play on the computer, sleep, and repeat. The repetition of it all is enough to make my eyes cross. I need to find something to do that's not accomplished within the confines of my house. Apparently I missed a chance to hang out with Roy because I was dead asleep. Why can't I actually get a normal sleep schedule? I think I might actually venture over to the mall tomorrow. At least it will get me active and out of the house...

    I've actually re-discovered anime, in an odd sort of way. I went back and watched some of the older Bleach episodes. I've also started reading manga again. There's this new one out called Bakuman. It's about a couple of young mangaka trying to get their first series published. It's depressing that I have to wait for the scanlation guys to scan and translate it every week. If I had actually sat down and learned Japanese like I had planned to, I wouldn't have to. I think I dabble in languages too much, I can never sit down and actually learn one fluently. Oh well, Bakuman is a good series, whether or not one can read Japanese.

    Oh yes, Happy Pi Day.

  • I Don't Have A Life, But Why?

    I feel like a hermit crab here. I have a lot of friends, but no one I can just hang out with anymore. Roy just up and left, no sign of him anywhere. No one at school I feel comfortable hanging around, except Ashley. I suppose I've always been like this, but moving to Zanesville has really brought it out. School's really the only social time I've gotten lately. Am I antisocial or simply a wallflower?

    My mind has been so fuzzy lately; I can't seem to organize any of my thoughts. This makes posting anything especially difficult. I can't seem to post anything that even encroaches on coherent or readable to anyone except myself. Maybe I should stop thinking and simply write. The problem with that is I'm having trouble getting ideas on what write about. I have so much going through my mind, organizing it into an idea is seemingly impossible. It's bugging the living daylights out of me. I wish I was more like Tara, who writes everyday in her journal almost without fail. I'll try to start posting something a little more coherent when I can... Until then, bye.