I don't use this anymore. But I should.

In an effort to release cooped up emotions and tension and all that bullshit, I may use this goddamned thing again. Even if it's just to write a sentence or even a phrase. Cause you know, sometimes I have little phrases and ditties that get stuck in my head that I really want to write down, but then I'd have five hundred little pieces of paper that begin to mean absolutely nothing to me when I find them again, 2 years later. Oh wait. I do.
Fuck.

I haven't written in this since the first night of college. My god. Maybe I got over it.
Maybe I was tired of being melodramatic. Maybe I didn't have time. Maybe I was tired of writing.
Pshh, filthy excuses.
I'll do it whenever I feel like. It's my life.
That's right.
It would be a good place to just put all that stuff swirling around in my head down again, instead of thinking of perfectly inappropriate/appropriate facebook statuses that have to be a little vague unless I want to offend someone or reveal WAY tooooo much personal information.
Usually, what I feel like revealing to the world, when I really shouldn't, is stuff about my own personal fetishes like dabbling in slight masochism, how I really feel about ex-boyfriends, detailed explanations of sexual emotions, all of my emotional ups-and downs...
I'm not normal, am I? It's okay, though... right, world? You can certainly take it, you've taken a lot worse.
College has fucking changed me, hasn't it? Also, the addition of three nights of little sleep and the rush of caffeine from a diet coke has added an interesting bite to my bark.

Good night, moon. I have much more outlining to do for my joke of a psychology class. It's okay. I plan to wing it anyway :)