So I was looking at all my past posts on this blog, which by the way needs a lot more than prodding to get it back to life, and I realised, damn bitch, I whine a whole lot. As in, really, a hell lot. I was whining about things and issues that I don't even care a year later. I really should give a fuck about something that I'd still give a fuck about after a year later. Oh, here it is again, the same cycle is repeating. I am whining about whining. You know, I really should stop typing my thoughts out. I think the only time I should blog is when I'm happy so that it doesn't look like I'm whining the whole damn time. So, I shall start this post about writing about something that makes me happy.
Well, I still have my life intact.
And... well... I... Hmm... I, er, might get a job?
Posting when I'm happy? Shit, this isn't easy. I think I should go back to writing depressing matters.
