I've Been Called Worse

But I'll call myself an inconsistent blogger.

Long story short, graduation is in three weeks, I'm at White Rhino, and I'm an assistant nation leader for the glorious nation of Azerbaijan.

I'm still alive.

So I Guess This Is It.

Not my first blog, but probably, hopefully, my most consistent one. I always have difficulty writing out stuff and even now I find myself staring out into the hall trying to think of what to say.

The hall's empty. There is a pair of old shoes across from me and garbage bags full of trash at the ends of the hall waiting for someone, anyone to take them out. Our door to the balcony is open and an awesome breeze is sweeping in making me want to fall asleep. This is my life. Glorious.

I suppose this is a start. It could be better but what can't be?