It seems like I've been MIA for the last couple ... days? Weeks? Months? Whatever scale of time you'd like to use, save for anything over a year and such, would pretty much apply to this. I've been busy with so many different things, such as my old RPing site dying, coming back to life, dying, and coming back to life again. I found another site to which I'm proud to say I'm a part of. I'm like, best friends with the admins and everything.

But, other than that, I haven't been doing anything really artistic in forever. I haven't updated my story in like two months, and school's starting up. It's gonna be hectic, I can see that already, but now with pangs of inspiration, I've been keeping what I can write down in a notebook. Pretty smart thinkin', huh? Lmfao. Anyways...

Football season started up I think last week or the week before. I dunno, even with school starting I'm having trouble keeping track of the days. Save for Friday night, because that's the only time that I can stay awake past 9:30pm on the net, anyways. Football practice is three grueling hours long, from 9:30 am to 12:30 pm, but I've been able to manage pretty dang well. I haven't passed out, I haven't vomited, and I haven't had any serious injury. Which is good, right?

I did end up getting some srs rubber burn on the back of my right calf from someone's cleat, and a couple dozen bruises, but that's only to be expected.

--Dammit, my bag of chips just fell all over the shag carpeting.--

I'm number 54, I play inside linebacker, and you wanna know why I'm so psyched about it? My FAVORITE PLAYER IN THE ENTIRE WORLD is #54, Brian Urlacher, THE MONSTER OF THE MIDWAY, of the Chicago Bears. He plays inside linebacker as well, and I'm just psyched out of my pants to be able to follow in such a great man's footsteps, no matter how big they are.

--Speaking of pants, where are mine?--

I think that pretty much wraps up my entire absence, but if it doesn't, go find a hole and die in it. JK, but srsmode if you're srs bout it. LMFAO.

That made absolutely no sense whatsoever. ((I misspelled sense. I snes is the new sense. YUSH!))

Speaking of sleep, (it's on the dozen of voices in my head) I think I should be off to go get some about now. It's 11:30, and even though I guzzled hundreds upon hundreds of ounces of soda today, a growing girl still needs her sleep, right?! Bwahahahaha-coughermcoughcoughhack-

I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooo00000000000000 00000ooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO O00000 delirious right now. I'm off to bed.

PEACE HOMIES. <#33333333333333333333333333##333##3333333#3#333333333