Fresh start?
I stopped writing here a while ago when the exgirlfriend and I had a falling out, and because I didn't have very many friends on here, but now I'm acquiring more and more friends. I guess I should start writing here again. Plus, it might do me some good. *shrug*
The other night I played my guitar for about 5 hours straight, no joke. I was trying to perfect a song that I wrote, and it went perfect for RPing as Sirius, since he wrote a song for Remus... so I recorded it, uploaded it to YouTube, and linked it on Twitter... And also I learned My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson because a while ago Sirius told Teddy Lupin that his life would suck without him. Is it strange I talk about these characters as if they're real? No. No its not.
My mum has been really depressed lately. Tomorrow is her birthday, and she's upset because she's going to be the same age as my dad was when he died two years ago, and she doesn't want to be older than he was. We're all sort of afraid she's going to kill herself. She went to the crisis clinic today to get some help, and it seemed pretty hopeful, but then when she went up to the ER to see about them putting her on meds, she sat there for 5 hours just for them to tell her they can't help her. The only way they can do anything for her is if she's tries to kill herself.
In other news, I'm going to motherfucking New York in May for an entire week! Well... I'll actually be in NY for a total of 3 days...and Boston for the other 4. But OMG!
The other night I played my guitar for about 5 hours straight, no joke. I was trying to perfect a song that I wrote, and it went perfect for RPing as Sirius, since he wrote a song for Remus... so I recorded it, uploaded it to YouTube, and linked it on Twitter... And also I learned My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson because a while ago Sirius told Teddy Lupin that his life would suck without him. Is it strange I talk about these characters as if they're real? No. No its not.
My mum has been really depressed lately. Tomorrow is her birthday, and she's upset because she's going to be the same age as my dad was when he died two years ago, and she doesn't want to be older than he was. We're all sort of afraid she's going to kill herself. She went to the crisis clinic today to get some help, and it seemed pretty hopeful, but then when she went up to the ER to see about them putting her on meds, she sat there for 5 hours just for them to tell her they can't help her. The only way they can do anything for her is if she's tries to kill herself.
In other news, I'm going to motherfucking New York in May for an entire week! Well... I'll actually be in NY for a total of 3 days...and Boston for the other 4. But OMG!