Ghost Town Much?

So I think it's safe to say that nobody checks here huh? I could spill out the secrets of the universe on here and not a damn soul would know... Cool? I mean, the dust accumulates at an astonishing speed and the weird creaking noises in here tell me that there's ghosts, but not much else... Unless Freddy or Jason decided to drop by, which would be both awesome and scary all at the same time. Whatever, guess I'll treat it like I would say a diary perhaps? Although y'know what that's just sad, an 18 year old guy even pretending to be keeping a diary, what the hell? Jesus Christ, that is seriously sad. Oh well, another to add to the list I guess - Wait, there's a list? Since when is there a list of these things? Why was I not made aware of it? And what exactly is on said list?! You know what, nevermind, sheisse, I'll just pretend it doesn't exist. Better for my sanity that way right?

I was going to say something.... Oh! That's right, more of the usual: Absolutely nothing of any true importance.

Gonna throw up a link to my (latest) and from the looks of it: first professional, writing project: Found over yonder at deviant art. I honestly think it's mediocre at best, teacher's are telling me otherwise so, what the hey. Might help w/ advertising and critique if I actually you know... posted links, had friends, spread the word, etc, but you know what? I cba. Which is counterproductive I know, but so's life. Anyways, for the ghosts and bots that lurk this blog, feel free to waste more of your nonexistent time on the borefest I linked. It'll end up being really long, probably.

Sort of unrelated, but not really: Wish I could re-do this year, fuck, I'll take past two weeks, but prob. this whole (school) year deserves a good re-doing, although I gotta say... 2010 has been a lot of things but boring is not a word I could use, which I guess is a step up from the past... five years? Minus '08... But that's the redheaded stepchild that nobody likes, ended up dying, and is now rotting in the attic while everyone pretends the smell of decaying flesh doesn't exist. Like this blog! (See, I told you it was related.)

One of the biggest things I wish I could redo was the whole... college situation... Not sure how I stand financially for Tampa at the moment, I don't think I'll get the Parental Loan so that'll end up leaving me at... 29, 28 grand? Since I'm not going to be getting bright futures... Looks like I'll need to find some way to make up the remaining 3, 4 grand. So much for full ride eh? Fuck it, I'll burn that bridge when I get to it I guess...

Oh yeah, song link of the day ('cuz I can): To The Rats by Trivium which is a song that is both awesome, and the lyrics, when applied to the right persons, are so meaningful.

Seriously considering making this not unlike a diary... Nobody would mind right? Certainly not the pink arabian leprechaun that reads this, right?

Just realized this post flowed like a cheap whore in the down town... >_>' Fixed-ish.