back to blog.

I have been majorly neglecting my blog. For a handful of reasons, obviously, none of which are very valid. My personal favourite: "It's been too long since my last post! Anything I say will be irrelevant now!" What's funny is that this implies that a) my posts were ever relevant and b) that anyone actually reads them.* Another goodie was: "Maybe I like tumblr better!"** There are a million others, but the only truthful one was that I was too busy worrying about whether or not I had anything to say, to say anything at all. Classic.

In other news, I just turned 22, which has obviously prompted yet another existential crisis. What I'm agonizing over today specifically is my apparent lack of valid accomplishments. I won't go far too into it right now, but I kinda figured out a wishy-washy way to phrase all my apparent failures so that they sound vaguely like accomplishments. (Hint: I used the word "learned" a LOT.)

Right now my roommate is listening to music that makes me want to kill myself, so I've locked myself in my room with some solid punk. Goal for 22: listen to more punk. Some more goals for this year include being productive, deciding what I want to with my life,*** blog more, and actually figure out whether or not I can write.**** Plus a handful more, but I'm kinda bored of thinking about it for today.

Actually, I'm just kinda bored of thinking in general today.

* neither of these statements are true.
** this is not true, either.
*** no pressure.
**** I don't want to know what you think.