I don’t feel fifteen.

I’ve been out for a long time, haven’t I? I guess I haven’t really had much to say over the past few weeks, although lots of important things did happen (end of classes at last, empty school days intrams, and the fact that today is the first day of not having to go to school, which is interesting). I probably wouldn’t have written here today, if not for the fact that today is, well, my birthday. Of course I’m going to talk about it–it’s not just another day in the life, after all (did you catch the Beatles reference? ).

Oh, and a heads-up: this semi-rant is a bit long.

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Vacation Idyllic–Over.

I haven’t been able to think of anything decent to write at all for the past two months or so, reason unknown (I do have an idea though). So, why have I chosen today to make an effort to return? Well, I guess that having school looming over my head made me think about whether my vacation was actually worth it (don’t worry, I will expound), and maybe also because I was sick of not being able to write (in fact, I’m fighting the urge to stop writing now, but if I give in I’ll probably never get to writing because I want to again).