I'm the Comeback Kid

This is the third blog of the day? Well, you know I wouldn't write unless I really had something to say...or dying of boredom...which i am...anyways...I saw The Dangerous Lives of Alter Boys and its pretty damn good. Its more of a drama than a comedy though, i must warn you of that. I must also admit that Kieran Culkin is a far-better actor than older bro Macauley (and he has a better name).

I also found out about this really rad band Long Since Forgotten via Punkbands.com's Review section. They rock. I really admire their stuff. I'm so easy to please.

I don't know what to do. This boredom is getting to me. I need to do something because when you leave me alone, I think. When I think, I friggin think. This is not your usual thinking, kids. This is "What am I doing with my life?", "Does God hate me? What did I do?", "Oh yeah, I remember now.", "Why the hell do I like -----------?", "Where am I going?", "I don't want to live anymore." You know, that type of horse feces. There's no use in telling you, seeing as that you can't save me from my thoughts. I just don't know what to do. What should I do? I do this everyday. There's always a minute that escapes me, or an hour, some time everyday is devoted to this subtle attack on myself. Why am I writing all this down? Probably because all three people who read this site won't do anything. No one will tell me anything. No one ever does. I'm tired of it just being the piece of paper and me. Damn those journals. I want someone to read my stuff, as does any writer out there. Dare I even call myself a writer. I'm no writer. I'll never be a writer, will I? Only in my head. I'll probably even delete this momentary lapse of weakness. Weakness. Funny word. Since I was a child I associated the letter "W" with weakness. Weird. There it is again. I'm Witty. There it goes again. Why? There it goes again. And so on...

Hope you enjoyed this tour of my brain. Have a good night.