Glorious

Oh, seems I haven't been on here in quite a while. It's a bit nerve wracking, isn't it? Trying to put all of your thoughts into perfect stanzas? I mean, I don't have followers on blogger, so it really doesn't matter what I say on here, but the fact that there are a few people who do follow me, if not on blogger, than off blogger in their own happy hearts and minds, give me a lot of restrictions, almost.

And I'm not really the kind of person who likes to deal with restrictions.

Spring break starts after next week, and I feel like this year is going by so, so, so super quickly. I'm a bit behind in school at the moment, but nothing that can't be fixed with a weekend entirely devoted to study. I really think that I need to focus on school, the play, and very little else at the moment. I mean, of course there's the ridiculous amounts of homework that I get every night, the fact that I'm in rehearsal until around seven, and then I get home.

So, right now, I'm sitting. On my bed. With my laptop. And I'm exhausted, but I still feel obligated to write down at least something. I feel quite guilty, and I know that I've had this blog for almost two whole years, but because of that I almost feel like you need to write something to prove it to myself, you know?

God, I'm on comma over-load right now... It's really quite awful. I think that all of my Grammar Nazi-ness goes to supernova when I'm overtired.

So this post had nothing to do with anything, and I feel like I've just wasted a solid fifteen minutes typing up nothing. But even nothing is something, right? I mean, isn't that how people should stay positive: by saying that even nothing is something? Of course, I don't think that works the same way for hobos... But no one is asking them at the moment, because this is the blog of a teenage girl with stupid teenage friends and a teenage life.

Yeah.
-Siobhan