Eleven days later....

Rejoice, for the time has come for Mark to post again. The eleven day anti-blogging crusade has officially come to a close. I dunno why I just stopped... I think I haven't felt inspired, I have't been in the mood at all...hmm. It's fun, but when it fails to be so, I just stop. But, I am back.

So where am I in life? What a conundrum. I wish I had some idea, but alas, I never seem to. Life consists of monotonous days followed by uninteresting nights; days spent on campus schooling, checking out boys, talking to friends when I see them..and nights sitting. Last week I found myself endlessly waiting for a call from Josh that never came, a game that I have since called to an end. He never really gave a reason why he started to ignore me; a passionate "i dont know, mark" was all I got, which is fine. I am over it. It's a damn shame, but I have spent to much time concerned with it already.

So aside from that stupidity, I am good I guess. I mean, I really love "I guess" ...because it basically negates the "I'm good" but allows me to get out of the situation without really classifying why. Maybe I want to classify it, and maybe I want to leave it at that. I think I am going to chose the latter, cause I didn't come back to blog solely about my sorrows..sorrows that are proabably minute anyway.

Anyway, my posting, like the weather, has gone from gorgeous and sunny...to cloudy and gloomy. But maybe a cold front will come through and whisk the clouds and dampness away. Likewise, I am hopin for something to come along to lighten my mood. I think this week is gonna get better since school is on the down-low again (tests and shite finished for a little while) and Josh is fading. So yeah, I'll leave with that bit of anticipation...and I will blog more tomorrow...if the mood so strikes me. Knowing how the mood comes inconsistently... we shall see. Talk to you later.