WELL.

I am now a freshman again...in college. Livin' in a dorm. Procrastinating like hell.

Somethings never change. I've got a midterm for chemistry tomorrow...not fun. I should be studying, but I can't have mental breakdowns anymore since I've got a roommate.

Maybe I should tell you about my fandoms I've had recently.

I don't think I've had a specific one since iCarly (Yup. I be a Seddie shipper. Deal.), and I haven't gotten to see an episode of it since iQ.

Oh, VLOGBROTHERS. Freaking Nerdfighteria. I finally got into it. Yep. It's been an amazing ride so far, and I've only been here for about a year.

Other fandoms...uhm I don't have any right now. Or I would be super-gushing about it right now.

I do feel kinda empty because I don't have something specific to think about all the time. I'm sure I'll find one, though.

Puttin' down some stuff I thought of on my walk tonight:

Can't I just be alone?
Can't I just be another anonymous face under the stars, standing under the silver-tipped trees?
Genderless, colorless, the broadest human being you can find.

It is in my concealment that I can really be myself. I don't have to worry.

I could flip down my hood and show you the color of my hair, the gender in my face.

I could even take my hair out of the hood, so you can see its length.
I could unzip my sweatshirt, revealing the color and face on my shirt.

I could even take it off, so you could see the shape of my arms.

I could do all of these things, in an effort for you to know me.

But you couldn't know me as I want you to know me.

Only I can know me, and I prefer to do it alone.

Time for a New Post

Yes it is.

Well, I'm a checked-out (but not quite graduated yet) senior. I started this blog way back when I was a sophomore, right when I got a new computer and was going to abuse the hell out of the my-parents-don't-know-everything-I-do-anymore privilege. Felt so good.

I've changed a lot, but at the same time I haven't.

I felt very sure of myself back then, wait no. But I feel less like I know what is going on...

Oh yeah, and I'm a legal adult now...I guess I'm going to have to figure out the hard way to live in the real world, cause I'm sure as hell not good at it now.

I have a theory, came to me in a dream...

Mediums, they do not "converse with the spirit world", that was just a lie to make things supernatural enough for those a long, long time ago to believe. Mediums can see the Universe, and how it works, like looking inside a clock. They can see how every decision changes the gears, and what the outcome of that change will be, i.e. how the hands spin. They can see how the Universe will be affected, and how their local lives will be affected. I think I'm making it too complicated for myself to explain, but it makes sense in my head.

See, being out of school lets me think.