I haven't written a journal for nine months. Brilliant.
Anyway, now that I'm on summer vacation and lack of time isn't an excuse, one would think (or at least hope) that I'd be getting a lot done.
Everything I had intended to do has mysteriously vanished from my mind. Now that I've got nothing but time, I have no idea what I want to do.
And I guess there's just general laziness or lack of motivation too. I've sat down at my desk, paper in front of me and pencil in my hand, knowing EXACTLY what I wanted to draw...then got up and walked away. Seriously?
Anyway, I actually do intend to do SOMEthing...but laziness is a pain. So if there's something I'm not doing that I should be (*cough* #PMD-Unlimited-World
*cough*), you know my really lame excuse. At least I'm writing this journal, I guess.
...I confuse myself sometimes. Sorry? I'm just gonna stop before I say something stupid.