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So, this is my very first entry. I must say, I don't normally keep a journal on paper, let alone an online log of my life. Though in the recent events of losing two people extremely close to me, I have found myself feeling very empty and longing for a place to store my thoughts...and maybe even let them out to the public. If nothing else, it gives me a place to rant and vent about the many frustrations and excitements that life throws at our feet...or in some cases, in our faces. Though one of the most frustrating things to me, are the long pauses that are thrown into the mix. When you're done with one phase of your life, but aren't quite touching the surface of the next. You can see it sure, and more than anything you want it...but you just have to wait...and wait. Well I am at that point. My best friends have left for china and the parents are driving me into the middle of earth. Just a little further and I'll have been reunited with the people I love.
Life is such a wonderful thing...Time, however, I have a bone to pick with. We all know what it is, but can never explain it, or tell someone else what it is. We know it, and for the most part hate it. It's either horrendously fast or lags on and on.
Now, normally I'm not such a damn pessimist. Normally I have a positive outlook towards life...and I think once life starts up again my views will change. Until then I feel the need to vent and release some of the presure that's been building up in my busy mind.

Sleep now...I think is a necessity