Not a lot.

Went on vacation. It went like this: Yosemite, Reno, Rafting, Reno, Tahoe, Reno, Sacramento, SONIC, Home. It was nice. Now I'm home, which is relaxing, yet irritating, because I'm not really sure who I'm happy to see. And by not really sure, I mean I know exactly who I'm happy to see and exactly who's presence I'm dreading.

I'm really having trouble grasping the concept of how selfish everyone is. It's quite frustrating, really. I'm attempting to reach that sort of apathy social coma, where you don't even care anymore, but it doesn't seem to work to well. It's like, with a gold fish, how if you give it a bigger aquarium, it gets bigger and bigger, but if you put it back in the smaller one, it doesn't go back. You can't really blind yourself to things after you've opened your eyes to them.

Things I am not excited for ;

Seeing certain people.

My birthday.

School.

Not going to Oregon.

Things I am excited for ;

Warped Tour.

Owl City.

Shopping for school supplies.

Pending ;

Blink 182.

Seeing certain people.

There's not a lot to say sometimes. I get pretty disappointed, and don't really know how to express it without feeling worse. 

Cleaning out my room is a much bigger task than I had anticipated. I have a lot of stuff. I guess what I'm really saying is that I wish I was a wizard so I could use magic. How sad.

Nobody reads this.