No more Break

March Break. It's a nice thought, if time stood still. Time makes no sense, who's idea was it to invent this device? Not invent, but make labels on time.

Chronophobia: the fear of time. 

Some people have, and yes, phobia, by definition means "irrational", this fear of time. I don't have this fear/phobia, but I think it is quite relevant because time is never stopping. Every click of tat second hand and your time is coming closer and closer. This blog is not meant to freak you out, nor upset the reader, but I just want to make this known. 

So with all that said, this march break went SO FAST. Not to mention I pretty much wasted all the time on the computer with stupid Brad and now I feel useless because of this thing we call a computer. When someone asks me what I did, all I'll have to say is "um, went to TO and um...spent alot of time on the net..." 

And worst of all, I didn't get to see any of my friends this holiday! Yes, I did see you Susan, but I didn't see any of my friends who are closer in my age, not that age matters, you know what I'm saying. Anyway, tonight there is a huge party going on and of course, once again I am not there. Not that I would be necessarily going, I actually wouldn't be. The fact of the matter is that I am never invited to anything worth going to. AHHH. This blog is to vent...so here we go:

VENTINGVENTINGVENTINGVENTING vent vent vent VENT VENT VENT!!!!!!!!!

good for now,

lauren