If this is it, don't bother 'cause this love is a lie; I'm a chemical kid, you're a mechanical bride.

I dress like a VCUarts kid. Not an Engineering major.

Still working on finding that balance for school work...it hasn't hit me yet, I guess. I should've slacked off more in high school, I think. Or maybe not have slacked off at all. I'm procrastinating. Then again, I don't suppose I was going to break that habit any time soon. The picture above? Taken just a few moments ago. I'm a procrastinator. That will probably always be a quality that I possess, not that it's necessarily a good one, but definitely better than some.

I don't know what to listen to anymore, music-wise. I have well over 13 gigs of music, none of which do I have an intense desire to listen to at the moment. Life is pretty transitional at the moment, and I guess that's how music is going for me. Or, rather, that's how music is representing it for me. The weather is -hopefully- transitioning into autumn, I'm -once again, hopefully- getting into the swing of my classes, and I'm working on becoming comfortable with myself again. I went through a bumpy road recently where I wasn't happy with my image...again. I know it gets old to hear, but I'm not sure if I'll ever get to a point where I am 100% happy with how I look, or my weight, or my figure. It's just one of those things. I'm definitely a lot happier when I accept how I look, and I feel less self-conscious about it, but that lingering feeling will still...linger. I have too many opinions on the topic, and I'm pretty set in my views. Talking about eating disorders will always bother me, even though I never had a diagnosed one. I never let it get to that point, and I'm glad for that. I'm glad I have someone I can thank for pulling me out of that mess, despite the means. And I'm not necessarily one for "the ends justifies the means" but in this case, I could forgive this individual regardless.

Nothing really spectacular has happened up to this point, so I guess I'll leave this as it is.