So I'm motivated to get back to work on my photography... life's been busy and I haven't done anything new in a very long time. Everything in my gallery is at least a year old and I really want to upload some new projects... but first I need to start them. Hoping to buy photoshop in the near future, along with a new camera, which would really help me along. In the meantime I'll make due with what I have and keep on truckin, so be patient with me as I get back on track Until then, thoughts and criticism are much appreciated as always Thanks!

The onset of summer boredom has destined me to return to this site... I get the feeling I am forever sentanced to roam the internet in an eternal search for entertainment. Yesterday I had to ask someone what day of the week it was, and school has only been out for 2 weeks now. It appears that my chronic SMDS, or summer mental disfuntion syndrome, has reclaimed it's grasp on my mind yet again. I fear for my life, and the safety of those around me... what will I forget next? My name perhaps? Or will I simply become a prisoner of my own insanity, confined to the interior of this structure known as a house? Only time will tell...

Wow it's been so long since I had the chance to come on here for longer than two seconds. Lately I've been absolutely swamped with Geometry homework and volleyball practices that I've had no free time whatsoever. I think the problem is that sometimes I count 36 hours in a day, instead of 24. Anyways, for anyone who cares, I'm gonna be trying to post more often... that is once I find something postworthy ...

I'm convinced that ninjas are taking over my mind. I slowly seem to be losing control. Either that or my dad was right and my brain really is rotting and is gonna fall out. But I'd rather the reason for my loss of control to involve ninjas in some shape or form. I've got two reasons:
1. I like ninjas
2. I don't like proving my dad right
I can't trust myself to speak, for fear of making some strange noise or singing. Maybe I should become a nun and take an oath of silence. Then I can move to Italy and ride a vespa around town. But I don't speak Italien. I also don't wanna be a nun. Even though some nuns are cool. Like Robin and that lady from the Sound of Music and those nuns in Sister Act. That was a cool movie! I love Whoopie Goldberg in that. That makes me think of 2 things:
1. That wasn't the name she was born with
2. The wrestler Goldberg
I wonder whatever happened to that guy?... *silence*... Right. Anyways, back to the ninjas, which is why I started writing in the first place. I'm not sure how, when, or why they're doing this, but I know they're behind it all. Not that I care cause I like ninjas. But seriously, I think ninjas are responsible for everything in life. That's cool. Wow, you know it's weird cause my mind really is like empty. And yet at the same time a million random thoughts are swirling around up there.

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*A random journal entry I made while in math class last year. My friends found it amusing at the time, so I've gone back and decided to post it 'cause I have nothing beter to do...*