The Past Few Weeks

I have started university.
I have panicked.
I have recieved the leading role in a production.
I have sat next to interesting people and been quite, quite unable to talk to them.
I have sung quietly to myself.
I have sat on comfortable couches and surrounded myself with people I find distasteful.
I have smoked far too much.
I have had some of the best sex of my life, and I suspect some of the best sex I will ever have.
I have hugged people I did not expect to hug.
I have taken somebody else's medication.
I have eaten a great deal of cheese.
I have worried about money.
I have decided to get a tattoo.
I have flirted with strangers, and more.
I have played more video games than is probably healthy for me.
I have realised that my personality is undergoing massive, MASSIVE changes.
I have not been blogging.
I have felt guilt over not blogging.
I have decided that blogging in such a fragile state, while interesting, is probably fruitless.
I have forced myself to write something, anything.
I have discovered that it wasn't worth the effort.
I haven't shed a tear, and for that I am proud.