It's official - I am a lazy blogger. I don't even have anything really important to talk about with regards to anyone else. Heck, my life is so dull I don't have a lot to talk about there either. Still, I made a login, so why not?

I spent quite a while away from school last term. I missed a whole heap. It could be worse, I could have not come back at all. I don't know what happened. I just didn't wake up one morning. I feel kinda bad - I know my parents worry about me and I've been lying to them and telling them I've still been going to school, but this entry is being written in the middle of class. We were testing computers and installing a new copy of XP on them. I had quite a bit of fun, actually. The last time I installed an operating system, it had nothing to do with the actual systems, as we did it in VMWare. Just a bit different.

I've been following author's blogs lately. Specifically, gay erotica. Many people will think nasty things about it, but I like it. The relationships in those stories always seem so much more romantic. At least, the romance ones do. Yes, there is smut involved, but what I take most from these stories is the sense of belonging to another person that I've never felt in real life. Kinship, I suppose, is one word for it. It's that feeling like there is a place you belong in the universe. I've never felt that. Even though I'm at school right now to meet the university entrance requirements, and I have some courses outlined that I'd like to study when I get there, I still have no idea what the hell I want to do with my life. I've never had a passion, one thing that I was particularly good at and wanted to pursue with all of myself. The things I have been particularly good at I have found losing my interest very quickly. The little hobbies I enjoyed got me into trouble. Instead of doing what my teachers already knew I could do, I started reading novels, or doing origami or drawing. I like music, but I prefer to sing than play an instrument, and even then, I'm mostly too shy to sing for an audience. I'm getting better about that, but not that much better.

My best friend, Candice, is my rock. I have had to cry on her shoulder in frustration more than once over the last few months. I don't like showing weakness, even to her, but knowing that I can show someone that side of me and she won't laugh or poke fun at me for it makes me feel better about it. She says that it goes both ways, and I agree. More than once, she has asked me to go out with her to the mall or for a walk and I've never known something was wrong, but she has been soothed somewhat just because I was there. She says I'm one of her only friends who drops everything for her, when most of the friends she does that for don't reciprocate. It's funny, too. I feel like a part of her family. Her mum is my second mum, her sisters are my sisters, and her stepdad knows how to make me laugh when I need it. They have such a briiliant family dynamic, it's hard not to be swept up in it.

I've lost weight. Well, technically, I've lost mass, but anywho, I feel good. I only noticed because I was hanging out with Candice and her mum and sisters and our mutual friend Anup, for her birthday, and her mum mentioned it. The next day, I went to my old workplace, and two other people pointed it out. I weighed myself - I've lost over 10 kilos! It's kind of a shock to me - I'd gotten used to being 98 kilos. I haven't really changed anything about the way I eat, or if I have, it's been more junk food not less, and I haven't been exercising any more or less than normal. Still, I'll enjoy it while it lasts.

The latest book series I've been reading is Christine Feehan's 'Dark Carpathian' series. The 23rd book is coming out sometime this year. Funny enough, I got most of the books in the series from the library books sale in March. I started reading them and was captivated. They don't hold a candle to the Artemis Fowl series or Laurell K Hamilton's Anita Blake and Merry Gentry series', but they're still brilliant books. Speaking of Artemis Fowl, the last novel in the series was released earlier this month. It's sad that his adventures are ending - I've been dutifully reading about him since the first books came out - but he's had such a good ride. Anyone that hasn't read Eoin Colfer's Artemis Fowl series needs to do so. Immediately.

Nearly the end of class, so I'd better sign off. Bye!