For some reason, months ago, I would look forward to blog, on the little adventures I have, called life. But now, it seems to me, even if I wanted to blog, there would be nothing to talk about. Odd interesting, sanely sad. For the past few weeks, I was worn out, going home at 11 every night, and reach home and only past midnight, and as of 2 days ago, I broke my own record, leaving school at 2am in the morning. And even though that period was tough, I look at it only to remember it as fond memories with friends. I will update again soon, once I start going out and actually have a life.
I never stopped writing, I was just less inspired.