Ok so here I am, coming to you with the truth. I'm taking a deep breath and I'm just going to admit it.

I have a myspace account.

Now before you start throwing rotten fruits and sharp objects, let me explain.

I originally found out that a long lost friend of mine was on myspace, and I had no other way of contacting her than to open an account. Now, I KEPT the account because while I was using it I found out about all the musicians on it and previews of songs and constant updates about what they're doing... and I'm addicted. I don't friend people other than a few friends (such as the previously unreachable girl in Australia) and all kinds of bands and artists.

Still, I feel dirty. It's myspace. I'm not even going to take the time to link to it because I still don't approve of it.

But I will give it this: I have found some awesome artists due to myspace.

That's all.

I don't know what I want to go to school for. Anything practical doesn't sound enticing, but anything interesting conversely wouldn't be very practical. Creation is such an amazing and alluring thing... graphics and music are two mediums I have always desired to be able to fully express myself through, however nowadays I don't do much of either.

I started giving up on the creation of music after high school, and while I can come up with a multitude of excuses in my head as to why I gave up, I can't think of one reason that is truly legit.

Graphics I gave up on years ago, and I think it's just because I was frustrated. I didn't think I would ever be able to be as good as I wanted, and my results were tangible. If I made something I didn't like, it just sat there and I would nitpick at it untill I would through it away because I would eventually end up hating it. Now as I am getting a little older and learning patience, especially with my self growth, I am getting interested in it again, and I actually think I might go to school for something related to graphic design... but it's so hard to say. I don't know what I would want to do with it, but at this point I don't know if I should even worry about it.

I think I just worry too much in general.

I'm going to Jersey in like 3 weeks! I'm stoked, you can be assured of that! I haven't been this excited in a long time. Things are starting to go my way too, so that's a boost in my overall mood. Now if only I could muster up the cajones to call up this amazing girl and invite her to come out with me sometime...

I'll probably see her tonight, maybe I'll invite her for some coffee one of these nights.

I'm bored. I'm bored but nothing seems to sound appealing. There are things I could do, some of which would be fun, some of which would be productive, and some... well some just send me into a dizzying spiral of thoughts that probably won't end untill my eyelids collide one last time for the day.

But sometimes, that's not too bad, right?

::sigh:: I'm bored.

I'm really bad about calling people. I don't know why, but it's something that gets worse and worse I've noticed. I think it's the phone system itself. I hate calling people. I just do not enjoy using a phone to talk. I have no problem going and seeing a person, but it seems that people nowadays don't like you to drop by without calling.

And I'm just about as bad about answering the phone too. If my phone isn't in my pocket or my hand, chances are I won't answer it because I don't want to go get it. I don't know why, it just doesn't call to me to get that phone. I don't return messages.

It's incredibly anti-social behavior for somebody as social as I am. I love keeping in touch with my friends... but that damned phone.

Maybe just a pointless rant.

Laundry is the worst. At least with a job you can take a vacation, and ultimately retire. But with laundry, there's not even a light at the end of the tunnel.

I guess I'm blowing it out of proportion. I just really hate doing laundry.