Turning into a giant snake never helps...

I've been thinking, which is never EVER a good sign, or a good way to begin a blog. Mainly, I've been thinking about this strong nagging feeling I have that I'm gonna only use this blog to complain. Whine about things that bother me but are totally insignificant. I can think of alot of stuff I want to say, but at the end of the day it's all pointless complaining. Which I might do anyway, 'cause it's not like anybody's gonna read this anyway.

But for now I wont, instead I'll focus on how I've suddenly realised I have no life. Yesterday I did nothing, and today I went cinema and did nothing. I haven't seen my friends for over a week. I need to start doing stuff. What? I have no idea. But I do. And apprantly Carl cut his hair, meaning I won, go me!