What is Real?
I'm sitting at home and it is just a normal day. My niece and nephew are her and staying over. That is rather normal. My mom is busy in the kitchen and doing her normal complaining. My dad and brother are playing Tiger Woods 2005 with Sean. Somewhat a new thing. but still quite normal. And here I sit. Typing on the computer. I don't think I have figured this whole Live Journal thing out yet. But as long as I can get whatever thoughts that run through my head out somehow. I am ok. Don't really have a whole lot to do during the day. I don't have many friends because let's face it. It is southern California and it is rather hard to meet people that I would like to consider my friends. I guess I am just past all the highschool drama that I had in MN. I want to move on get into a career and make a life for myself. I don't want to waste any time. And looking for friends that I may never have again. Just seems to be a waste of time. But I suppose I am done for now because. I need to find something else to occupy my time. Sean seems to be having tons of fun with the boys... lol... whatever.. floats his boat.