Blog #1!

Hello.

This is the infamous blog #1 that I talked about with such high regard. Its 11:00pm here in my home of Toronto, Canada. And its that time of night where I'm tired and I want to go to sleep, but I also don't even want to get up and take the necessary steps to go to sleep. So most likely I will be sitting on this couch for another 30 minutes until I just use all my final energy for the day and take those 30 or so steps up the stairs and into my bedroom.

It's a hard life.

It's that point in the night where I am thinking about all the things that I need to accomplish in the coming days and weeks, and all the things that I have to remember that happened during the day. This all equates to me coming up with nothing however, and I end up going to sleep and doing the same thing all over again the next day.

Days get blurred together during the week. Things that happened don't happen on a daily basis, and instead they just happen sometime in the last few weeks, during that 5 day time span when school is going on and no one knows what the hell is going on.

I'm trying to set a tone of confusion in this blog, so you know how I feel right now. Nothing is bad, just confusing, and tiring.

My wrist is resting against my laptop and weirdly rubbing against it in a way that feels odd.

First of all, while reviewing that sentence, it had no purpose and wasn't very well crafted.

Secondly, my wrist really does feel weird.

Third of least (thats not right), I just realized once and for all how to spell weird.

Turns out its e before i, because nothing they ever teach you in grade 2 is correct, but usually it relates more to real life than the things that I am currently learning in high school. Things like, the equation of how to find out when a ball will hit the ground if it is dropped from a certain distance. Heres an idea, instead of calculating when it will hit the ground, why don't you drop the calculator and pen, run over to the ball, and catch it. The reason you had no friends in school is because rather than playing ball you were calculating when it would hit the ground. Jerk.

Well, I promised that I wouldn't talk about my day like other douches in blogs, unless I didn't promise that, in which case, I promise it now.

So now I am going to sign off for the night, even though I will most likely sit here until I muster up the strength to walk up the stairs.

Ahh, I just re-adjusted my position on the couch and it feels better. So the 30 minutes I will stay here sitting lazily will turn in to 40 minutes...at least.

Well, thats all for today, honestly this time.

Oooooh, wait.

I just spelled honestly wrong, and when I right clicked to correct it, one of the options was "learn spelling". Is my computer making fun of me?

I feel hurt and betrayed.

Oh well, I have some serious sitting to do.

Good night.

Talk to you tomorrow.