Without Much Regard

My hair is brown again.
Blonde was fun, but it's high maintenance and I am a low maintenance person. I'll suffer through the grey hairs as they come.

It's been a tough week, and I honestly wanna lie down and zap out of existence right now, but instead I'm on the couch eating a cup of Mac n Easy.
Scratch that, staring at an empty cup of Mac n Easy.

But I have an after halloween party tomorrow night, and I already spent an hour and a half convincing myself to do my nails. I can't say no now.

But seriously, though. It's been a rough couple of days. I've caught myself speaking to people with no actual regard for who I'm talking to, or without any reason for my conversation, if that makes any sense. I don't know, man. Emotions are weird. I don't even really have any right now. It's like, some days I just wanna cry for hours on end but I can't?? Wtf, brain?? That, and I've lost interest in basically everything I've ever loved or enjoyed, so that's a bad thing. I dunno, I've always had these issues, but I feel like now that I know I have depression, I seem to dwell on it.

My dad and I are also going to go look at banjos tomorrow. I've always wanted to play banjo.

Also, I miss people. Or maybe I miss having people. I dunno, but I'm lonely. God am I lonely.

This all sounds really cheesy and terrible, and I'm kicking myself for making this blog with the intentions to make people laugh, when I'm actually just using it as a diary sort of thing. Maybe I'll draw some pictures one day. Or finally fulfill my shower story promises. Maybe one day.