Seven months since I've written some form of a blog on myspace. I graduated high school, but I don't feel any different-- am I supposed to? Really, what does it mean? Allow a bit of a my Peter Pan Syndrome to show through, but I don't really want to grow up. Rather, I want to grow up, but I don't want any of the responsibility involved. Yeah, I know that I'm pretty irresponsible to begin with, but really... I've been told that I was a pretty mature kid. I guess it's about time that my years exceeded my maturity, at least by a little.

I won't get anywhere just by whining about how I don't want to grow up or about how I don't want to play in BigKidLand. Even so, this is one of those situations where you have to "man up," I guess.

Uuuh... needy introspection aside, I'm really sleepy.