I Have No Clue

Can't say I have ever ventured into the world of blogging, but I must say, designing the blog, choosing a template, etc was quite entertaining.  That could also be becuase I'm easily amused.  With video games, for example, I have always had so much more fun in designing my characters than actually playing the games.  does that put me on the feminine side of sexual frustration, I really have no clue.  I would hope not, I would imagine my girlfriend would probably hope the same, but I can't necessarily speak for her.  She could be the reason I set this up in the first place.  I saw hers not too long ago and thought the prospect was pretty interesting.  As a college student, I think the prospect of being able to write without boundaries, write with pure passion and emotion; or with no drive or sense of purpose, is quite entertaining.  Nobody is grading this.  Nobody is checking my grammar, my syntax, my use of style.  Nobody cares if I'm following a rubric, there is no page count, no word count.  It is literally me, a keyboard, the annoying sound of clicking, the several hundered fruit flies because me roomate refuses to throw away that week old pie, and my thoughts (as uninspiring and uninteresting as they are).  Then again, i would imagine that nobody is reading this in the firt place, so the aforementioned probably isn't even a possibility. 

So, I'm still not 100 percent sure what compelled me to create this exaggerated journal.  Maybe I just like to look at the words in my mind, bleeding out onto page.  Whatever the case, I can't say i regret it.  Sometimes I just feel like my mind is filled with so many thoughts and ideas, but I have no creative outlet to vent my frustrated mind.  I guess this is a way for me to satisfy that innate need to just blow up.  I must say, this has got to be a whole lot safer than free-climbing or some other idiotic venture that would almost ensure me laying on the ground somewhere with at least three broken limbs.

This post seems to bleak.  I'm not quite sure why, but i can assure you, I am a very happy person.  i have a loving family, a loving girlfriend, and loving friends.  I guess I'm just in one of those moods.  One of those "why the hell did I even get out of bed today?" moods.  And honestly, I have no clue why I even did.  I've done absolutely nothing productive today, which probabaly makes me the stereotypical college student, so I'm not too torn up about it.  Got out of bed at around noon (anything before that would just be insanity) and have been laying on the couch watching the complete first season of "East Bound and Down."  Contemplating getting a shower the whole time, to no avail.  I feel justified, however.  After a long week of school.  A long week of briefs, of papers, of quizzes and of tests will do that to ya!  

This being my first entry and all, I would imagine that I should probably put in a little tid bit about myself.  So, here it goes.  I am a Sophmore at James Madison University in Harrisonburg, Virginia.  This was probably one of the greatest decisions in my life.  This University, the campus, the staff, the people; is amazing.  I have never had a bad experience here (minus the occasional exam grade) and would repeat my choice all over again if I could.  I am a very active person at my University and like to stay involved.  Like I said, my mind is filled with so many thoughts and ideas, I need countless outlets so i dont blow up.  I am involved in student government, writing for the school newspaper, club soccer, A capella and quite a few others.  I am a information analysis and political science double major, which makes me the least intersting person at JMU.  I went to high school at Battlefield High School in Haymarket, Virginia and loved every minute of it.  I'm not going to delve too deeply into that, I'm more of a forward thinker, I don't like to live in the past.  I am an only child, which means that anybody reading this probably thinks I'm some sexually frustrated, wanna-be-artsy, the-whole-world-revolves-around-me, little rich kid.  But please people, c'mon.  Not every only child has been raised the same.  Don't pass judgements, nothing makes me angrier.  I love my family, they mean the world to me and I would do anything for them.  I am in a long distance relationship and it's one of the toughest, most beautiful things I have ever had the pleasure of enduring. 

Anyways, i'll leave it at that.  As tired as you are reading this nonsensical blrub about nothing, I am quite tired typing it. 

"I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life's realities." Theodor Geisel