Yep.

So, I admit I laugh at my own jokes sometimes. Yes. I am one of those people. So what? I like it. And yes. I am random.

Anyways, today was a good day. As good as a 12 hour clinical day could be anyways. I actually felt useful instead of sitting around all day falling asleep in the corner. Those are the worst. Of the 22 years of living, I discovered being busy is much better than being bored. I've spent 3/4 of my life banging my head up against the wall from boredom (hence my big head. Um, I don't know how that exactly relates, but maybe from all the swelling?). So yes, being busy means no head banging, and honestly, my day really goes much smoother without it. I think one of the problems I've had all my life is finding things to occupy myself with. My mom always told me I've been whining about being bored ever since I could utter my first word, and you guessed right, that word was no other than the word BORED. Well, that's a long time of being bored, you know. Maybe one of my new years resolutions this year is to NOT be bored. Find ways of entertaining myself. And maybe methods without having to do with the internet.

Anyways, see how much better I am at updating this blog? That's just how much I love you cyberspace stalkers out there. And maybe I should stop blogging in the early mornings when the weird side of me manifests itself. Then maybe some of the things I write would actually make sense. Yes, I think it's time my head hit the pillows.

P.S. I know this is the most boring looking blog ever. I am really bad at taking pictures, and even worse at uploading and posting them online. And the funny thing is, I have WAY more pictures on my private blog and I actually take time to make it look cute. Sorry, I guess I love myself more than you.