How Did I Get Here?

The hell?

It's been forever since I updated this thing. Truly, it has. To be totally honest, I pretty much, more or less, forgot about me even having a blog. Then I decided to delete it instead of trying to maintain it. Vintage laziness! Then, I randomly decided a few days ago, that I was going to restore it, because the good folks at Blogger.com *asskissing over* give you that option for an amount of time after you delete your blog. Well, I restored it. And here it is. So, I haven't really got anything to blog about, still (some things never change), but I decided to restore this blog basically to whine and complain some more, and maybe give some observations of life along the way. Essentially, this blog will serve as my brain-dump, where I'll take all the crap that's on my mind and "dump" it into this convenient webpage. Sounds great, right? As I said, some things never change. I'll probably be blogging a bit more often, seeing as how my blog was deleted for the last, say, month and a half, so not a whole lot of blogging was happening then. But yeah, I'll blog some more, promise.

Be back later.

Peace and whatever.

They Who Don't Say What They Mean Will Live and Die By Their Own Sword.

Hey guys! I'm listening to Magic Pie by Oasis. That's where the title of the blog comes from. It's actually got some pretty sweet lyrics, like the one I posted the title of this blog from. It is rather indulgent. It's like, 7 minutes long, and it really doesn't need to be. Cocaine's a helluva drug, kids. Avoid it like the plague.

Ahem, moving on.

So, basically, I have to do a rough draft of a paper for my English class. Me, being the procrastinator that I am, has held off on doing it until the day before class. So, to get into "writing mode", so to speak, I was taught by one of my other English college professors to start writing (well, typing, in this case) about whatever comes to mind, and that can help you begin your paper and all that good stuff. So, I came to my blog. What's my paper about, you ask? Long story short, I basically have to analyze an ad for a fast food restaurant. I chose a random advertisement for McDonald's, since you know, it's the most popular fast food place and all. Or at least it's definitely up there. Whatever. So, basically, I have to ramble on (which is one of the things I'm best at, as most people who know me can attest to) about this advertisement, which isn't really much to work with, but as I said, rambling is a skill of mine, and I'll work with it. As I said, it's a rough draft, so it can be terrible. I plan on making it good, but terrible at the same time, if that makes any sense. It probably doesn't. What I mean is that I'll put some effort into it, but not alot. God, I sound like such a terrible student. Oh, well. Don't ever tell me what I can't do.

That's pretty much it. Now, I'm off to write about a damn sandwich ad. Wish me luck.

Peace and love.

I Wanna Be Your Crystal Baller.

Greetings, everyone. What's up? Not much? Cool, man, cool. That's my jam. I guess you didn't really set me up to use "that's my jam" in this one-sided conversation, but regardless, I said it. Anyways, this blog is going to be a semi-rant about love and a girl I've been friends with for nearly half a decade. Sound fun? Let's rock.

Well, as I said, there's a girl who I've been really good friends with for the last roughly 5 years or so. I first started talking to her during the middle of my freshman year in high school and now we're both in college. She lives about 10 minutes away from me, so I get to see her quite often. Now, we've been friends for a while, and we have a ton in common despite not having much in common, if that makes any sense at all. We just click for whatever reason, despite us having totally different interests. I can't really explain it, but I just really enjoy spending time with her and talking to her, and I really trust her, and well, she makes me feel better when things are crap, more or less. Haha.

I also happen to really like her. But here's the thing: I have no idea how she feels about me, but she has rejected me before. Not very promising, I know. :/ However, the last time I told her I liked her was well over 2 years ago, and we've hung out a ton since then, so me, being to eternal optimist I try to be, is trying to keep some semblance of hope that maybe she'll like me in return. But, yeah, I don't know if she does.

Now, you're probably just thinking "well, if you like her, ask her, you f*&king dumbski," right? Yeah, that's likely what I should do. However, I have a genuine fear of...............now, I'm gonna stop you. I'm actually not afraid of rejection, oddly enough. Because, as I've said, it happens and it's happened before, but what I fear more is her reaction. Like, I'm afraid she'll get weirded out by me liking her or whatever and then be like "I don't want to hang with you anymore" and all. I don't know. I've asked some people, and well, I've gotten reactions anywhere from "why are you still persuing her? lol friendzone'd!" to "may as well go for it. The worst she can do is reject you again, right?" Basically, I'm at a loss of what to do.

This blog doesn't really have much of a purpose. I just really have been bothered by this a lot recently and haven't been sure what to do, so I figured I'd rant on it on my blog. Feel free to skip all this if you want. It's just me ranting essentially. Anyways, rant over.

Peace and love.

WATER, FIRE, AIR AND DIRT!

My Little Dream, Working The Machine.

Empire Ants by Gorillaz. Such an amazing song. That's where this blog's title comes from, my dear Watson. <- Sherlock Holmes reference. You need a mop? You know, to clean your mind up from where it just got BLOWN!?!?!?! Eh, screw it. Nevermind. Bad joke. We shall move on.

Anyways, in today's blog, we're going to talk about me getting out of the house. Haha. Long story short, I have this weekend off work, so what I'd like to do, since I'm recovered from my surgery and all and have no work and all my homework done, is to get out of the house. I honestly don't care what I go do, but I want to hang out with people. Preferably people I like. Well, not saying that I hate certain people. Because.........eh, nevermind. You know what I mean. But yeah, my plan is to find something to do this weekend. That's the goal. Hopefully all goes well.

Wish me luck.

Yep, that's all for now. It's hard to find stuff to do when I'm on my computer all day. ;) I'm out. I may be back later. It's hard to say. Alligator. Now I'll go away.

Unintentionally rhyming FTW!

Peace and love.

I'm At The Pizza Hut. I'm At The Taco Bell. I'm At The Combination Pizza Hut And Taco Bell.

Before you read this next blog, please do yourself a favor and listen to this song:



Now, how are you feeling? Feeling as though you had an enlightenment of sorts? Like your life is changing before your very eyes? Yeah, me neither. It's a mindless catchy song. So yeah, rawk. So, what's up? How's everyone doing? This blog has been filled with questions? Even questions that aren't questions but have question marks afterwards! It's madness. Ok, maybe not madness. And no, this isn't Sparta either. Sorry, King Leonidas. :/ Anyways, this blog is rambly. If that's a word. I hope it isn't. Because if not, then I just made a word and can get it endorsed and get a ton of cash. Maybe. Or at least just the satisfaction of knowing I made up a word. Whichever. But yeah, I actually honestly don't really have anything super interesting to say in this blog. I just know it's been a while since I last blogged, and it's September, so happy September, everybody. Hope your month of September is filled with joy and glory.

I also realized that it's two months until my 20th birthday. Balls, man. I feel rather old. I won't be a teenager anymore, which admittedly will be weird, but in another year after my birthday this year, I'll be able to get mah booze awn, so that's something to look forward to. Nah, I'm just joshing. I don't drink, actually. I might still go to bars and just play Designated Driver for people who do drink. I haven't thought that far ahead. I don't usually plan my future in the world of barhopping. Alas, yeah, my birthday is on November 1st, and I'm stoked.

I'm undecided on what I want. There are three things that are spinning around in my head. The first is a guitar. Long story short, I've tried starting a band with limited to no success, so I figure if I can't start a band, why not be my own band, right? Well, guitar will help me get there. First off though, I want to borrow one and see if it's something that I can do before I go off and spend a bunch of money on one. But that's one thing. The second is the Complete Series Collection of the TV Show Lost. Really doesn't need much explanation. it comes in an exclusive BOX. That's all the motivation I need. The third and final thing is an iPod Touch. I actually originally wanted this, but now I'm leaning more towards the first two. Alas, I hope to figure out which one I want really soon and I'm hoping this birthday will be the best one yet. Boom.

But yeah, I think I'm finished with this evening's blog. Again, I really had no idea what to say and came up with a pretty decent blog. I'm proud of myself. I'll return soon. Bye for now.

Peace and love.

There's A Kid Who Had A Big Hallucination.

The Final Cut by Pink Floyd. Such a good song. It's got a really sweet guitar solo. As I typed that, the solo began. I swear I didn't plan that...........or did I?



Ahem. Anyways, here's my blog for the evening. I begin this blog with a question: have you ever thought of, to put it bluntly, leaving your life behind here and starting anew "from scratch", so to speak? It's an interesting idea, and with numerous films showing this idea, it seems to have begun achieving more popularity, especially with high school graduates. I mean, why wouldn't it? It's logical. Getting to go off to college. Living in a dorm (somewhat) independently. Meeting new people. Going for a degree to obtain a career you want. It's a perfect plan. And I'm not knocking people who do this, don't get me wrong. I've actually been thinking of doing the same thing, to be totally honest.

I had a talk with an incredibly good friend of mine recently who just graduated high school a few short months ago. He told me about how he plans to do essentially what I described in the previous paragraph, leaving everyone behind and going off to achieve a degree in a career he loves (in his case, acting). Basically leaving this life behind and starting anew. And while I fully support him in this, it got me to thinking. Situations like this a really a double edged sword (I hope I'm using the term correctly. Haha.) If you go away to achieve your dreams (to use a cliche term) then you leave all of the people you love behind, and if you stay to be with those close to you, then you may not be able to achieve your dreams. So, what in the hell do you do?

Thus where the thinking comes into play.

I really love this idea very much. I honestly don't really have a plan of what I want to do, to be totally honest with you, though. I toyed with the idea of getting a career in Communications and becoming a radio DJ, but recently, I've been playing drums and have really seriously considered a career in music. Of course, I can't really do anything with my music career in this small town, so I'll have to leave at some point to achieve my dreams. And of course, there are people who I really care about and love and don't want to leave behind, but then I start thinking, and I realize they likely won't care when I'm gone. Which sounds awful, I know, but I don't mean for it to, but it's logical. People move on, you know? I, however, am terrible with this moving on thing. Haha. So, I don't know what to do.

I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.

Peace and whatever.

August Rush.

August Rush is a good movie. Anybody seen it? Robin Williams? Terrence Howard? That.........kid who's the main actor? It's pretty good. Check it out. Oh, and happy August to everyone. This is my first blog of the month. Pretty hard hitting stuff. I actually had been meaning to post this on the first of this month, but well, y'know. Procrastination and what have you. Happens.

Anyways, I'm at my house and incredibly bored, hence why I'm blogging. Heh. Anywho, I was listening to my iTunes playlist on shuffle, and heard a pretty sweet transition between two totally different songs. The first song was "Wishing (If I Had A Photograph of You) by A Flock of Seagulls (haters gonna hate.), and immediately after that song finished, it went to "The Hero's Return" by Pink Floyd. Probably nobody cares about this but me, but I thought it was fully awesome. Because the Flock of Seagulls song, is incredibly 80s sounding with super epic keyboard and this generic kinda 80s beat (pretty much as you would expect a song of theirs to sound), but then the beat was all that was playing at the end, and then it went into the Floyd song, which starts with a kinda cool drum thing and then an awesome sounding guitar riff, which was cool to me.

Speaking of Pink Floyd, the album the Final Cut is quite possibly one of the most depressing albums ever. And I have both Joy Division albums. But yeah, this album is super sad. It's basically an album about war and everything negative about war, which there really isn't anything positive about it, and the last song is about nuclear holocaust. I mean, it's a great album (actually one of my favorites by Pink Floyd, though it's kinda unknown), but damn. It's kinda a buzzkill when you're in a great mood. It's got some really sweet music and songs though, and the lyrics are really good as well. Definitely recommended, but it's quite a downer.

Oh, and another thing of note, I'm off of work this week. Kinda pumped on that. Well, I should say I worked on Sunday and I don't have to work again until this coming Sunday. It's pretty cool. I haven't really done a whole lot. Just pretty much hung out at home, bored, really. Listened to music and blogged, as this blog could likely tell you. But I am going to Indiana Beach later this week, so that's exciting. It's basically an amusement park that's about an hour and a half or so away from where I live. It's not as legit as say, Six Flags, but it's an amusement park with rides and all that jazz, so it'll suffice. Rock and roll.

Well, I'm done with this blog for now. Hope everyone enjoys the rest of August, and I shall return at a date in the future with more blog fun.

Peace and love.

I Want A Girl With Good Dividends.

Alright, short blog this evening, because frankly, I'm tired as a motherf&@$er. Now, you ask "why are you blogging when you could be sleeping instead?" And to that I say..................




Goodnight.





Only joking.

Alright, as I said, I'll keep this brief. Tonight, I had planned to go see the supposed 12:00 premiere (this'll make sense in a few) of the film Dinner for Schmucks with my best friend and a few other friends of mine, but well, let's just say that, long story short, those plans kinda didn't happen. One friend was going with a cousin instead, and the other friend just.........well, wasn't going. So it was myself and two of my friends going to the theater, and super pumped about the movie. So, we get to the theater, and go in. We immediately notice something strange about the movie theater. Mainly that literally almost nobody is there. Regardless of this, we walk in and go to the theater. The guy working there politely (God bless him) tells us that the film is actually TOMORROW evening at midnight and that basically, we were 24 hours early to the film's premiere. We felt like schmucks. So, we did the logical thing after such a thing happened to us: we went and got dinner. Ah, the circle of life.

Well, anyways, we're trying again tomorrow. Hopefully this goes better than tonight. Alas, it was still an interesting night and definitely worth my time. I mean, I'm blogging at 2 in the morning about it, for God's sake. If that doesn't tell you about it, nothing well. But, now, I'm off to sleep. Stay sane, everyone.

Peace and love.

101

I just noticed something today. You wanna know what that is? Of course you do. I told you I noticed something, and naturally, you're curious as to what it is that I noticed. Well, I'll tell you. Ok? Ok. My previous blog was my 100th blog. *confetti and streamers*..............woah, woah. Let me finish. It was my 100th blog, but I forgot completely to acknowledge it. *daaaaaawwwwwwww* Yeah. Sorry about that. Well, it was fun regardless. It's hard to believe I've done 100 blogs (well, now 101 counting this one, and probably more if I count the ones I started and didn't finish). Crazy stuff. Full on insanity, even.

So, what am I going to do for blog #101? Well, nothing really. Am I going to introduce you to a random subject, like a, say, Biology 101 class in college? Am I going to reference Room 101 from the book 1984, a room in which your biggest fear is located in (I'm too lazy to fact check that. Google it if you don't trust me.)? Well, no. I'm not really sure of anything to do on this blog. Normally, when people commemorate a huge event such as this (well, not such as this. More like any event that gets commemorated, because they're likely more important than reaching 100 blog posts), they throw a party. Or a potluck. But, considering this is just a wall of text and on the internet, my party planning is rather limited. So, I guess, well.........I don't know. I've got nothing.

Listen to this and celebrate on my behalf if you wish.



I shall return with more blogs! Perhaps even later today. Y'never know. Until next time, as always, peace and love.

That Girl Is Like A Sunburn.

The title is by.......you know what? No. I'm not going to say that. Because I already have numerous times and I do it essentially every frickin' time I blog. So, you know what? No. Google it. Alright, fine. It's Never Let You Go, by Third Eye Blind. There. I do love me some Third Eye Blind.

Ok, first off, I really hope this blog doesn't come off as depressing and such, because it truly isn't supposed to. And I'll attempt to be as vague as possible, in a good way I mean. Well, not in a good way, but most who know me will know what I'm talking about. But, anywho, onto the blog:

Have you ever done something and felt, well, for lack of a better term, utterly helpless? Ok, yeah, really sappy sounding. Horrible choice of words. Haha. What I mean is, like, for example, let's say you play basketball. You're just shooting around, trying to get the ball in the basket. Sometimes you make some really impressive shots, which in turn makes you really pumped and, well, obviously happy. But then, other times, you have those days where it feels as though you can't hit anything whatsoever. Then you get super bummed and your confidence feels as though it's depleting to the point of stable glue (that's a Raconteurs lyric. Well, kinda. ;D). Well, I kinda have this problem with my work. Well, nothing against my work or anything, it's moreso against me. I'm maddeningly inconsistant, essentially, when it comes to doing my job. Some nights, I do fairly well and then other nights, I totally screw everything up and it all goes to hell. And the worst part is, that I have absolutely no idea how to become more consistent.

I've paid attention to what I did on the days in which I did really well and got out of work in a somewhat reasonable amount of time, and then I tried to repeat it in other days, but for whatever reason, it doesn't work. And it bums me out, because when I do terribly, I know it makes my co-workers upset, because obviously they don't want to stay waiting for me to finish my work. Who would, really? But, I'm just lost, I guess. I know that some nights that we'll have good nights and bad nights when it comes to work, but it'd be good to at least make the bad nights more rare, instead of having them on equal ground as my good nights. Alas, I guess there isn't much I can do except keep working and doing my best to get us out of there as quickly as possible.

Alright, well, that blog was rather depressing. And rant-y. If that's a word. As I said, I hate ending these things on a depressing note, so here's a song. It's the Third Eye Blind song I mentioned earlier in my opening paragraph of my blog. Never Let You Go. Here it is.



Later.

Songs I Think Don't Suck.

Hello. It's been a week. Since my last blog, I mean. I've been busy living my life. AAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!! Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh. Sorry, T.I. and Rihanna infiltrated this blog for a second. Anyways, that sets me up for the perfect segue. Speaking of music, I've been listening to a lot of new music lately. Well, granted, I listen to music quite often, actually, but it seems like I've been getting into a lot of new music as of late.

The first song I've gotten into are by a band called Neutral Milk Hotel. They're apparently a rather popular indie rock band who released a superb album and then just disappeared. Good work, guys. Their super popular album (using that as loosely as possible), In The Aeroplane Over The Sea, is actually pretty good. They do have a really terrible name though, and their vocalist isn't the best, but hey: I listen to the Smashing Pumpkins. So I can look past stupid band names and lackluster vocals. Their lyrics are also incredibly nonsensical. A lot of people think a lot of lyrics are about Anne Frank, which is kinda interesting if you ever want to look into them. But mostly, the lyrics are the definition of stream of consciousness. Anyways, they have a few really good songs. Here are those really good songs, In The Aeroplane Over The Sea, Holland 1945, and The King of Carrot Flowers Pt. 1:







The next song is by a band that I've never heard of called Broken Bells, which is a pretty sweet band name. I know they feature a person who I've never heard of from a band called The Shins and another guy named Danger Mouse, who's in a really good group called Gnarls Barkley. Who I love. I heard this song flipping through the Sirius Satellite Radio channels. Well, at least the last refrain (the "it's too late to change your mind" part) which led me to download this song. It's called The High Road. Listen and maybe enjoy.



This song is by a band called Monsters of Folk, which is another awesome band name. It features people from Bright Eyes (their producer and then Conor Oberst, who's really good from what I've heard), My Morning Jacket (who I've never heard of), and She & Him (not Zooey Deschanel), so they're pretty legit. Ironically enough (not sure if I'm using the term right), this song that I really like by them isn't folksy at all. It's called Dear God (Sincerely M.O.F.), and it's probably not what you'd expect it to sound like from a band called Monsters of FOLK. Alas, it's still great. Here comes the fury.



And I think that'll do for now. I'll probably return with some more music later when I find some more new stuff I enjoy. But this'll suffice. Catch y'all later.

One tribe, y'all.

-Creech.

It Is A.............Road That.............You GO?

Boys Don't Cry?

Everyone Gather, Warm Your Soul.

Does my blog title sound inviting? Good, as it should be. Welcome, readers. So, again, it's late and I don't have much to blog about really, but I feel obligated to do so by a nonexistant contract me and this blog have, so here's my blog for the day.

As most people who know me know, I have a horrible problem with worrying. I wouldn't say necessarily it's a mental disorder and it isn't interfering with my life or anything to that extreme, but I am really bad about worrying and things like that, as numerous people have told me. So, after this revelation, I have decided to stop worrying. Probably ridiculous, consider it's impossible to not at least somewhat worry, but sometimes it's just unnecessary. And that's why I'm putting a stop to it. It may take a bit though, unfortunately, because it's been in my nature for so long, but I'm trying not to worry as much and it seems as though things are going much better, therefore I'm continuing. It's good to continue doing things that have results. Boom. Anyways, we'll see how it goes, I 'spose.

Anyways, um...........wow. That blog turned out shorter than I thought it would. Snap. I'm not really sure what to put to fill more space.....

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There.

I'm out for now.

Peace and love.

-Creech.

I've Been To Paris, Wellington, and Amsterdam.

Snap, I am so freakin' bored right now. And there's a person in front of my house driving a lawnmower on the street. Not that that's a major detail, but I just felt like sharing that because I thought it was random. But anyways, hello there. I'm just doing another one of those blogs where I ramble on and on about essentially nothing because I'm bored. Exciting? Not in the slightest. Important? Possibly. Probably not. But anyways, moving right along...

I'm currently listening to the Pixies. Or is it just Pixies? Without "the"? That always confused me. I feel like I'm not calling them by the proper name and all the "hardcore" fans will be like "omg aaron ur such a dumass" or whatever solely for the fact that I added an article to the beginning of their name. The same goes for the Smashing Pumpkins. Is it the Smashing Pumpkins or Smashing Pumpkins? And numerous other bands, I'm sure. This is really going to bother me today.

Anybody been watching American Idol lately? Yeah, it kinda sucks this season. A lot of the singers aren't insanely great. Sure, they're all pretty good, but nobody is a standout like previous seasons. Which is stupid. Then again, my favorite guy and girl got eliminated before the final 10, so what do I know about Idol? Another fun thing about Idol is a guy by the name of Tim Urban. He's actually a fairly decent singer, but the majority of people think he's horrible. I support him because of this fact. Because he does ridiculous things, too. Like what he does at 1:55 of this performance:



Yeah, ridiculous. But awesome at the same time. Sometimes it just seems like he doesn't care, which I admire. It's awesome that someone can just be on the biggest reality show on TV and just not care how he does. So, for that, Tim Urban, we salute you.

Anyways, I've ran out of things to say. So I'm ending this blog for now. Catch you laters. :D

-Creech.

April Showers Bring A S@#tload of Rain.

First blog of April. Finally. Well, it's only been a few days, but whatever. Rock and roll.

Let me start off by saying that I am nervous as hell.

Why, you ask? Well, there's this girl. And for the last few months, we've made plans to see each other, but for various reason have been unable to do so. But now, finally, I believe that I've made a breakthrough, for lack of a better term. Circumstances have finally worked themselves out to where we can see each other. I'll have gas to transport, we both have free time, and pretty much, overall, it appears that I will finally, barring some insane circumstances, get to see her.

Of course, you know me, I will naturally worry about these "insane circumstances." I've just been asking myself so many questions. What if she doesn't want to see me? What if my car messes up? What if I, for some other reason, unable to go? What if I get lost on the way to her house? I don't know. I'm probably just worrying myself far too much about this. I guess I'm just nervous. Because after such a long time of not being able to, I finally am able to see her. And I'm just afraid that she's completely lost interest in seeing me. Which I of course hope isn't the case, but..........eh, I don't know. I'm rambling. And I worry far too much about things, as I said. It's likely nothing, but it's human nature for me to be nervous.

All I can do is hope for the best.

Lata. :D

-Creech.

Delicious and Piping Hot In Only Three Microwave Minutes.

I am facing a dilemma.

As most of you likely know, I finally acquired a job earlier this year. My plan with having this job was twofold: 1). to help pay for my phone and 2). to give me some gas money and such. Well, currently, with me having school during the week, I'm only able to work during the weekends, and usually work only about 1 or 2 days tops, which doesn't give me much money to work with.

Therefore, I am going to start applying other places in hopes of getting a, for lack of a better term, better job. Not that I hate my current job, because I actually don't have any problems with it. It's just that I would like a job where I can make a bit more cash so I can spend more time with people.

Then again, herein lies the problem: if I get another job and work more, logically, I would have less free time, therefore, how will I be able to hang out with people? With school and this new job with more hours, it's going to be insanely difficult, no doubt. It just kinda sucks because I barely have any free time as it is, at least to hang out with the people close to me. As I have said in previous blogs of mine, I only really have a few people close to me in my life anymore, and I guess I'm just scared of losing them because of me working.

So, I guess I'm just lost as to what I should do. Not really "lost," I guess, but moreso like.......eh, I'm not really sure. I'm uncertain, I guess. If I continue with my job, I won't have much gas money to hang out with friends, and then again, if I get a different job and make more money, sure, I'll have gas money, but will I have free time? It's a moral dilemma, definitely. I'm going to work my hardest at this though, and hopefully it won't be as bad as I'm making it out to be.

Yeah, all of that confusion only for me to find a resolution. You're welcome. ;)

-Creech.

John Mayer Has A TV Show.

Indeed he does. Well, did. For one day. But this video is incredibly funny to me. So watch it. :D


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Clouds Stop And Move Above Me, Too Bad They Can't Help Me.

It seems that most of my blogs lately have been the result of being bummed out for God knows what reasons and a substantial amount of overthinking, basically. I've been thinking basically about how real life can just..........consume us, you know?

This is something I'd pretty much known, but never fully realized until now. For example, I was having a bad night and took out my frustrations on this girl I used to talk to and hung out with one day, and after that day we hung out, she barely spoke to me after that. I thought it was because she hated me or something like that, but she told me that she also barely talks to anyone because work and all of that takes up much of their life, and I was just like "what the hell?" Who am I to get angry at her? But anyways, it just sucks that life has to be like this.

Like, ever since high school, I've lost a lot of what I had in high school. I had a large amount of friends, which sounds arrogant, this I know, but I talked to a lot of people and hung out with numerous people, but now I barely talk to anybody anymore. It just sucks and it's absolute bullshit that work and college have to take away our lives, you know? I don't mean to be a Debbie Downer or anything like that, but I just hate this so much. And I'm not the only one, I'm sure.

Then again, a lot of people who work and have school find time to be with friends and people they love, so I suppose it goes both ways. Hehe. You know you're thinking something dirty. Pervs. :P

Anyways, I'll end this blog for now. Just some thoughts of mine. Later.

-Creech.