So I had a lot of time to think today (Guess who didn't do anything today and thus managed to gain all this time?) and whenever I get time to think my head usually ends up hurting since I think too much over stupid stuff. One of the things that went though my head is how odd it is for me to blog (Even if I keep it stupidly private. I mean... in all the time that this thing has been up I think I've told a grand total of 1-3 people. The rest of it just passes by word of mouth, and it's never me that tells anyone of this). I'll explain. I'm not the type to divulge anything. To anyone. I think I touched on this yesterday so yeah... (I just realized that an explanation was already available so... I guess I didn't need to explain anything)

And... yet... here we have something that says quite a lot (we are defining "a lot" by my standards, thus it is indeed fitting). This may be one of the few things in my life that contradicts everything that my life seemingly embodies (reclusiveness being the main thing being contradicted). Well... I suppose it also contradicts my firm belief in equivalent exchange (In case anyone was wondering, that is indeed FMA. I saw it in there, and I believed in it right away). After all, everything I say on here is basically just information about me. However, I am getting next to nothing in return (besides the fact that other people have information on me). Completely different from equivalent exchange, where I would be getting some information in return.

Well, the thought has crossed my mind before to take this blog down (for all the reasons stated above), but I think I just like doing this enough that I don't mind the contradiction that it truly is. I just... IDK lol it's whatever I guess. Perhaps I'm just changing slightly. Maybe this has become more who I am, and who I think I am is the contradiction????? (Trust me, that only made about half sense. But think about anything hard enough and it'll have some sort of deeper meaning.) That last statement (again, only if this made sense to you) would imply that I know not what defines me currently. Which is true, to some degree. I'm just trying to find an identity (and believe me, I'm starting to find one. It's just a slightly weird one that doesn't make much sense to me). Yeah well... this will probably pop up again in some form later so... I'm just going to leave it at that. Honestly, I'm just too bored to even continue posting. It's that restless boredom where I'm not sure what can solve it but I know what I'm currently doing will not. Yeah... Later.