Oh yeah, I forgot to put a title on this one

bleh...I don't feel too inspired right now :/ I've been sitting around for the last couple hours trying to find something to do, well actually to be honest I do have things to do...I could go outside or something, or I could like read a book, or maybe I could do some homework...somethin like that...yeah I'll do that later.

Right now I want to write about something. Maybe I'll tell you that I started writing my own manifesto a couple of days ago and I'm a couple of pages in, but it all seems redundant and unnecessary...kinda like these blog posts..ohhhhh ice burn on myself! -__-

But yeah I started one night when I was alone, bored, and totally inspired. I don't know by what though. And it's sitting underneath my bed right now waiting for me to pick it up and continue letting my brain vomit all over the pages (lovely mental image there, I know). Well it shouldn't (and can't) hold it's breath cause the truth is that this blog is pretty much my canvas now...well not canvas, more like ummm "place to write about random crap"

Maybe one day when robots take over the world I'll use the notebook rather than this keyboard. But then again, in the case of a robot apocalypse I doubt I'd have time to write about anything but you never know! I could be the journalist that the people of america choose to write about the Robo-pocalypse...I can dream can't I?

Speaking of dreams! I swear my subconscious got a hold of some steroids or somethin! Cause I've been having some craaaaazy dreams lately. But they aren't necessarily bad dreams either they're dreams that don't really feel like dreams at all. They feel like the rest of my existence...it feels kinda cool...but kinda weird...but whatever.