i've had a hard time becoming inspired. i've been wanting to do something. something creative. something to stimulate that part of my mind which used to give a shit about being unique while having fun. i want to write a poem. i want to write a story. i want to finish my video projects, which i have been putting off for the last two months. i want to film a documentary. i want to start a band again. i want to do something more than sit in front of the youtube, running late for work.

some asshole propped a chair against the doorknob to my thoughts. and there won't ever be enough hours in my lifetime that will allow me to cross off the things mentioned above, from my growing list of errands.

the only thing barely keeping me grounded is my friends.

just bummed. been bummed.

humans were not meant to be alone.

I had a lovely winter break.

I spent the majority of it doing nothing in particular with my best friends; we ate pizza, visited cool places, and watched a lot of mma and pro-wrestling. I celebrated my 22nd birthday with all of my friends and got more pizza. I spent christmas dodging (airsoft) bullets at Aaron's house. Towards the end of my break I got to go to Disneyland and California Adventure, which was amazing. Last week I hung out with a really cool gal in sf. And this week I got paid for filming a promo video for an mma gym.

I'm hoping this upcoming semester won't kick my ass as bad as the last one did.

A few things have been bothering me lately.

life is a fucking trip.