This will probably ((And that's a Big probably)) be my last journal entry on this site. Mainly because I can't seem to remember to DO anything worthy of posting on it.

So

Here I am. Eating a bowl of cereal on my day off, sitting at the computer, typing up this, with one thought in mind.

"How did I get here?"

Through out my life, I've been surrounded by people. Back in those days, we were all just average kids doing fun things. Hacky sack, Experimenting with art, Playing music, Palling around on the internet...

And now look at us. Well.. Everyone I've ever met. They've all gone on to do bigger thigns. One friend has a music label. Another is quite the popular furry artist. Hell, another went on to get married!

ANd here I am. Still doing the same old thigns, Still not going anywhere. Working at a church that can't afford to pay me, and essentially taking up space. Sure, I believe I have some worth, but I don't think it's now. I believe it was back then, being a small part of those people's lives. My worth is over. I'm just a big brother who sits around and some how doesn't get fat.

All I do is play games, and draw a little.

And everyday, I ask the Lord, "What else is there for me?"

Wow what a depressing journal.