Eeeeeeets-uhhhh-b-loggggg

That was me using my phonetic talk.

So guess who had their surprise birthday party tonight?
Why, that would be mwua!
It was such a good birthday
My family and friends are the greatest

I've come to realize that I am drifting away from certain friends.
A lot of my friends, actually.
And I miss them, don't get me wrong.
But neither side of the friendships have made the effort to stay connected, so I'm not completely torn up about it.
Maybe this new year will mean new friends, new adventures, new love (who am I kidding that never happens) but who knows?
I am still close with certain people, and I never want that to change. You have to have some friends that you will always be close with.
But sometimes the best friends who you can tell anything to, become the friends that you don't really know what to talk about anymore and I guess that's okay. It sucks. But it happens.
I guess it has a big part to do with when a group of friends branches off and goes into mini-groups.
And then its like cliques.
I'm guilty of it, but I hate it when people do it.
It's all so hard to explain, but I miss how things used to be.
It hasn't been the same with my group of friends in waaaay too long. I can actually pin-point exactly when and why it changed.
But it's not like I can do anything about it now, since that pairing up decision probably won't change.
And if it does, I don't even think it would be the same.
Everyone can try and guess who I'm talking about, but I doubt you will figure it out.
Don't get all torn-up or up in arms if you think I'm talking about you.
I'm probably not.

Izzie is the greatest.
I'm just gonna throw that out there.
I love reading her stuff (someday she'll read my novel..haha) and she is so supportive.
Now THAT is a friendship I'm glad is getting closer.
She really does not seem like the, "I'm gonna ditch you for something else" type. Really, she doesn't.
Mornings at BGHS...watch out.

The Ramones have a way of making you feel cool.
Listening to them just makes you want to do something powerful for your own generation, and like you are connected to a previous one.
What more can you ask for in a song?

My lips are chapped. More than usual lately. I think it could be the change in the weather. But I do live in a weather bipolar state, so my lips should be acclimated by now. Guess not.

I feel like I've lost my ability to write. Or to write well. Maybe I never wrote well before, but I was always pleased at how my words sounded. And now I'm not.
Maybe I should hang up blogging for a while.
I write much better drafts in my head, anyway.

I wonder how many teens are out there right now wanting to do something creative.
I know I sure am.
Maybe, just maybe, if all of us yearning-artsy-wannabe-hopefuls get together, we can make something beautiful.
How does one go about tracking down people who are bored and feeling artsy? I haven't a clue.

My Writing is making me more and more depressed. I hate the way my words sound.
I don't know whose idea it was to stick all the emotions in teenagers, but it was a dumb idea. I am getting emotional over how my WORDS sound.
Piss.