
I wonder if anyone still checks this?
I sincerely doubt it, but the feeling has struck me, like the arrow struck Achilles and so I put my finger to key and write until I can write no more
To be fair though, it would seem that I am not really writing, typing being a more accurte description
So, invisible reader, I have just begun the rocky and painful road toward my tertiary education restarting. I'll be honest, the prospect of another year (5 Units. Yeah, I got totally owned) at University is not a very nice one. While I did enjoy some of the times I spent there, I will very probably be without the people who made it so fun and will have to make some new 'Uni Buddies'.
Who knows, maybe I'll meet some cool people but I really just want it to be over and get my degree.
Then I can show employers my super arts degree!
My birthday has come and gone. At this age it's become just another day. It saddens me a little bit, to think that a day which has given me so much joy for all my younger years now illicits little or no response emotionally. Does this happen everyone? Do we all inevitably fall into jaded adulthood with such ease?
Perhaps I've changed.
FUCKING STEAM BROWSER WON'T LOAD
