One year.

I've had this blog page thing for one whole year now.

I haven't done a damn thing with it.


I hate writing. I really do. It's probably the reason that I have never finished a college English course. I've dropped all of them that I've been enrolled in...I think that makes 3 total? One per semester? Maybe.

But maybe I should actually TRY for a change instead of saying, "oh, it's too difficult" and quitting and walking away. But I'm not witty. Or cute, or clever, or intelligent, and I don't know how to properly use commas,,,,,,. And who the hell would actually care what I have to say anyway? Nobody cares what I think or feel. Nobody wants to know. So why should I have this blog if no one gives a shit about what I have to say? Why should I write?

I don't have an answer for that. I just want to actually try for once. I want to be like Mojo Shivers. The most interesting motherfucker that I don't know.

I wish I had stories to tell like everybody else. But maybe I do have stories. Maybe I just don't realize it because I never give them a chance. I never bother talking to anyone or writing anything down. Mayyybe writing on this blog thing will somehow help in a way...perhaps? I don't know if that makes sense or not. I don't think I ever make sense. But we will see.

But then again, maybe this page won't see anymore action until next August.