Long Time No Updates...

I think the title of this post could describe the last year of my life. I feel like I'm waiting for something to happen, when most likely its going to take alot of triggers getting pulled for it to occur.

I don't know if that makes sense.

I guess I'll just go through the motions, watching them cynically and when they're far enough away I'll make fun of them. Point at them, ridicule them, but secretly remember how I did nothing when they were in front of my face.

In less than 100 hours, I'm turning a year older.

I gotta say -- I feel like this one was about nothing. A waste in terms of personal stuff.

At least I didn't die.

Hopefully, this next one will actually be exciting.

I blame most of this on love, sex and drugs.

Without the first, the second two just don't seem all that crazy. But its not like I really, really want to find love cause that just means more responsibilities I'll have to think about...and another person.

I'm selfish, I'm only wondering about me. Its so bad, its not like I'm wondering anything complex. I procrastinate from that shit.

Fuck if I care if you got a new haircut, or like that sweater. Get naked, get high or just leave me alone to my video games, guitar and internet. This may also have to deal with the steady intake of drugs finally desensitizing myself from alot of emotions most people seem to have.

In the end, I guess I'm just waiting for someone to pull my trigger. In more ways than I can possibly comprehend.