Honest to Blog?

i have not blogged in a while, and i haven't the faintest idea why. writing has always been my release, along with painting and singing loudly in my car. well, "things" have been quite swell. i'm a happy camper!
i've been busy, though i'm not exactly sure why. i can never pinpoint the reason i'm busy. people often ask me what i've been up to, and my one response would be, "just working and hanging out." that's really all i do, yet i still have no time for anything else. for instance, i still have not cleaned my disaster area of a room. i am very, very ashamed of myself. in an attempt to sort out all of my possessions, i have made an even bigger mess. and that cute dresser? still in boxes.


so, a few of my closest friends are on tour right now with their bands. although i still have everyone else back home, it just feels different with them gone. i felt the same way last summer, too. i'm excited and happy for them, but i don't like feeling left behind or forgotten. i know i haven't been, but it's just a little disheartening. lame, i'm being a big baby.

in a way, i'm a tad jelly. i want to be out there having adventures in new & exciting places, too! i guess my best bet is to work hard now and save up money so that i can live out my dreams later. or i can just rob a bank. either way, what would be the point when i no longer have my youth? we're not promised tomorrow. i'd much rather grab life by the balls.

balls balls balls.


cheers.