Time has been passing very funnily lately....really ever since school let out. The first week of summer crept by at a sloth's pace, and drove me insane. Since approximately Saturday, however, the sloth traded out for a red racer, and I can hardly keep up with what day it is.

Obviously, I have not blogged in a while. I think the reason is I feel there isn't really much to say that's interesting or fresh or relevant at the moment. I'll start a post and then think, "Eh, no one wants to hear about THAT. That's weird/embarrassing/dull," and delete it. Over and over again.

(Self-motivation is one of those things that I'm still working on.)

Summer is good so far and all...I've been doing a lot of writing (just not blog-writing) and reading, which is wonderful because I hardly have any time for pleasure reading during the school year. It's just that summer's not as crazy as school--not so many bizarre incidents, not as much drama (not that I'm sad about THAT).

So, bottom line is I'm having a bit of a bloggish writer's block. (Is bloggish a word? It should be.)

Over and out.