Well, let's see... I kinda just joined. Ah well, we all gotta start somewhere. So I guess I can look back on this and see what I thought when I first joined, I guess. Makes me feel nostalgic.

Actually, just yesterday, I found an old diary of mine. It had two entries. I never could keep with a diary of any sort, but I was amused to read about what was happening to me more or less a year ago. Maybe I'll be just as amused with this thing in 2009.

And hey, my first deviation is up (did I spell that wrong?)! It's... a preface. For a story I'm writing. The plot's been developed a long time ago, but I more or less started writing now... I doubt I'll finish it. I never finish anything, except for my meals, and homework. I'm so hopeless.

Is this normal journal content?

'Kay, and here's how I feel. I didn't have homework all weekend, and it sucks that the weekend's over, because it sure felt like summer again (but colder, it's October). I could relax and do whatever I want. And today, I woke up at seven in the morning to get up and go to school. The stark contrast made this the worst Monday ever.

Oh well. Good things never last.