18 and they're already saying "you could have been." It's not over yet.

0 comments -- Posted at 12:09:00 AM

Tomorrow the locomotive stirs.

My real life is about to begin.

2 comments -- Posted at 9:09:00 PM

I've always had an intense desire to create something. I suppose that fuels my love of computer science. Creating a human life is more like inevitable destruction and waste of resources.

I want to craft something. A story, music, art, anything creative. Someone use me as your idea board. Do what you want to me. I won't get hurt if I don't place value in your actions.

3 comments -- Posted at 8:14:00 PM

Swinging fake swords around is so incredibly fun, especially when they're 5 to 8 feet long. And I only bruised my thumb. Win win.

I must do that again. And soon.

0 comments -- Posted at 11:03:00 PM

There's something special about keeping sentimental memories even when you've turned your back on the world and view everything with a glazed, splintered, and desolate eye. I thank the people capable of making me emotional.

0 comments -- Posted at 11:24:00 PM

There is so little insight on the front of this thing. Wah.

0 comments -- Posted at 10:57:00 PM

I want to make my blog a source of insight and not a journal of my activities. I've done pretty well so far, but I want to kick things up. No one cares about my various yet numerable adventures.

Take your favorite songs and flip the status of the words "can"<->"can't", "will"<->"won't", "would"<->"wouldn't", and "could"<->"couldn't". It's rather interesting.

1 comments -- Posted at 4:13:00 PM

Oh, Texas. How I've underestimated thee.

0 comments -- Posted at 3:37:00 AM