Do I Think That I'll Be Saved By Something I Create?

   I've been a little bit pensive, dreamy, whatever you call it lately.

   I haven't been writing for a while, and I don't know why. It has always helped me to figure things out when I don't know where to turn, but I just haven't been inspired. It's not really a good feeling, like everything is just coiled and knotted up inside of you. And I'm not saying that I would be writing super important, heavy, deep things. I'm just saying that I feel like I need to get it all out.

   I don't really think that this blog would be a good forum for a brain-unloading, I've always left that to my notebooks, so I'll just rant and sigh on about my life I suppose.

   I'm back from Winter Break, which was spent (like practically all my freakin' breaks are) in California. I'm not saying that I don't like California, I love it with all my heart, but it would sometimes be cool to have a break that I can spend with my friends. I know about the whole "custody says Dad gets to spend time with you" thing. It's mainly just the August visit. I don't EVER get to spend my birthday with my friends.

   I want to be able to have friends over for a birthday party, to have a sleepover and wake up and be older, to get presents from friends on my actual birthday. But that might just be me.

   I know that I sound ungrateful, but hey, I'm a teenager, what can you do?