Bleh...

This is about as emo as this page is likely to get, so I think I'll flood this down with another post.

Anyway,

Life's messed up. I don't know how the hell it happened, but it is. What triggered this onslaught of insecurity, you ask? Well, yeah, I'm usually the least depressed/moody guy in a group, and I'm about as pro-emo hunting as you can get, but damn, something's up. It all started in the bus yesterday, as I was heading home with a shiny new video card for my PC when "leaving Town" started to play. That cow Dexter Freebish set off a particularly angsty string of thought in my mind, one I thought I'd banished long ago. It was probably sitting in a corner writing bad poetry or something... Either way, it got me thinking. What am I gonna do next? Why oh why have I wasted away my entire school life? When am I gonna stop working and DO something? Why did I not shout out the name of that girl I really liked who I thought passed me on the street earlier in the day? Why are sheep smelly?

Then, as usual god decided to throw a bolt of lightning at me and started playing "Graduation Song". Eventually after a bit of mulling over meeting up with friends more often, I got back to relative normalcy.

Anyway, that's it. Feels good to get that out of my head and onto this... thing.

...Now, me off to dl "A life of Saturdays"