if nothing exciting happens to me, it's because I don't make anything happen

I'm being so lazy today; it's not even funny. I want to freaking write, man, but I can't bring myself to care enough. But blog posts count as writing, right?

I used to be such a deep thinker. I don't know if I cared more about things, I was just...bored? And not satisfied with boredom? So I analyzed things? Whereas now I am perfectly content to do nothing all day. What am I supposed to do when my friends live 1000 miles away?

I'd like to meet new people and make new friends. That was why I enjoyed my new student orientation at college; it made me all anxious to become social. But college won't be here for another couple months, and until then? Well, I should be writing...

I really hope I'm a good teacher. I worry sometimes. But that's an even further ways away. Oh poo, maybe I should just read. Yeah, some nice mind-pilates.

Oh, whatever.