Well, it's been months, and I'm sure that no one reads this anymore, but I feel like updating something, and I can't update livejournal or xanga because I already do that enough.

And I don't exactly have much of anything to say.

What do I want to say?
I want to say everything, but I know I can't say anything at all.

Because when I say things, bad things happen.

So why can't I just shut up?

But other than me being a complete and total loser, life is alright. It's definitely been better, but it's definitely been worse. A lot of weird things have been happening...Is it strange that I kinda like it? It kinda makes me feel like I'm living in tough times and I have to learn to rough it out.

I like it when things make me stronger, because I am pretty damn weak.

I almost spilled the beans the other day. I mean, I know the beans have already been spilled by others, and I kinda tipped the jar a bit back in January, but it'll all be different when I myself actually pick up the jar and turn it upside down all over the table.

Emo isn't what it used to be.

I'm not who I used to be.

This is a waste of an entry. No one will ever read this anyways.