School started back up. Classes will be interesting.
Break was good.
Lately, confusion is a friend of mine. It's like I cannot make sense of anything.
I need to shoot some photography. Something. I want to just go downtown with a bunch of people and just take pictures and have fun. Parental Units would most likely be against this though. In 12 days something is happening, but it just doesn't seem like such a big deal anymore. I thought that it was, but I just can't see how anything would change. I mean it's not like it's a magic number or something. And I will most likely feel like I am still being treated like a child. What does age really have to do with anything? As I get older, the only thing that I have noticed is that the fewer friends I truly have. I mean sure, my online social networking services may make it look like I have friends, but I no longer have the face to face quality time with friends. That's depressing. And I suppose it is mainly my fault, always falling into trouble and not being "allowed" to spend time with friends. Or if the friend is a male, my father always suspects something. I don't think he should, even if he knows that I may like someone, I guess he just doesn't trust me enough (which doesn't make sense, what have I ever done to make him think that? Nothing.). Maybe I am just having one of those days.
Well those are my thoughts, in no particular order... they really don't even make sense, but it's what's on my mind, minus a few things.
This is the end.
Chels
