Wow. It's been a long time. A month since I posted last. And it isn't that I haven't had things to say. Things happened and I wasn't sure how to phrase it when I told the story, then I wasn't comfortable saying other things and the time just kept passing. I've decided I'm not going to try to explain it all, that I won't try. I promise I'm fine though, if you're worrying.
In general, the last month has been hectic. School is swallowing me whole, I don't think there's going to be anything left. I have a ton of homework I haven't even tried to start, and I think I'm failing. It's holidays now, so maybe, just maybe I'll be able to do something with myself.
On to some better news. Last night I went to the city and saw Good Charlotte! I dunno if there are many GC fans in among my followers, so maybe many of you don't mind. Anyway, to explain how I feel about Good Charlotte I have to go all the way back to Year 7, when (for those of you who don't live in Australia) I was 12. I just started high school and was pretty much a loner. The second friend I made, Wombat, showed me Good Charlotte one day and I was pretty hooked. I bought The Young and The Hopeless, the first album I ever bought with my own money, and listened to it over and over. Over time I got all their other albums and learned all the words to every song. Good Charlotte were my introduction to music, or at least modern music, considering the stuff my parents play at home. So by Year 9 or 10 I was pretty bored with GC, and when I got my new iPod I didn't put their albums on it, because I knew I wouldn't listen to them.
So, last December or so, I found out they were touring and decided to go for old times sake. And I did. I enjoyed the concert, but it didn't change how I feel about Good Charlotte overly much. My tastes have changed over time, that's all.
Now. I have plenty to say, but I think I'll leave it here for now. I feel like watching TV or something.
I'll write again soon, I promise.