Last night I told my mom about a concert coming near us I was excited about. This morning my mom texts me telling me about the concert and that is was near us, like I hadn't said anything last night. I know not everything I saw in important, but when I only see my mom for five minutes I would hope one of the few sentences I said registered.
At school I'm the editor of the newspaper, which I spend almost all my time on, but I feel like I'm chaining myself to a sinking ship. Besides me maybe two other people (not including the teacher) I get the impression no one cares about the paper, which makes me sad.
My brain is melted right now. I don't feel like talking much or doing much of anything. I kind of just want to watch random short films and write down ideas I get in my mind because those seem to be coming to me frequently now. I feel like writing stories and short films and taking pictures and paintings. Most of my day at school is revolved around art but I still feel I don't do enough.
This has been a random blog post.
Good? bad? Continue doing this? Stop doing this? make one about Valentine's day?