Okay, so I feel really awesome now because I have just recently gotten all my creative juices flowing again. I love it! It's totally awesome and I don't feel so "blah" anymore. I know last time I wrote a "Creative Chaos" Journal it was about writer's/artist's block. You know, creative stagnation, but I'm really glad all that is gone and cleared up. I've also broken my fear of having more than one...

I've been listening to this song a lot lately. It reminds me of The Rev and his wife Leana. I can't imagine how she feels right now but I know for sure she is devastated. This is what I am assuming it is like for her though and though he is gone, I imagine this is what Jimmy would feel like. I am brought to tears now every time I hear this song. It's one of those either way songs. If you think...

Rest In Peace Jimmy. [{Amazing Drummer, Husband, Friend, Musician, Son, Brother, and Person}]I'm sure you know you were loved and that you will be missed by many. It's so sad that you had to leave us. You were stolen from us Jimmy... It wasn't right. You were so young and happy. Far way passed loved, whatever word you can use to describe that emotion. You were adored by many, and in the blink of...

Okay, so lately I've been feeling like I'm being smothered by my friends. Well, the guys in particular. I hang out with a bunch of dudes because apparently the chicks at my school are really into drama and that's just not my wrap, so anyways, these guys are... ugh! Like I'm all for walking to a class with your friend and all but don't freaking stalk me in the hallway and like feel you ABSOLUTELY...

I took my lip ring out for a bit yesterday and I forgot to put it in so when I woke up today, the hole was closed and I had to repierce it. WOOHOO! ...It sucked. I tried using a sewing needle but of course the one I had wasn't big enough so I just poked it through to remake the hole. After that, I just shoved the labret back in... It didn't really hurt as much as I thought it would. It was just...

I'm bored as hell and I decided to write a blog about how mentally incapable I am of creating something at the moment. I feel limited in my creativity for some reason. Like, there's nothing to do. I've been writing stories lately as a hobby, but other than that... not much has really come to me. Like... I have artist's block or some shit. I'll think of something to draw and I can picture it and...