HEY GUYS I'M NOT DEAD

So, a few minutes ago, I was all, "You know what would be cool? If i kept a journal online where people could read it if they felt like it. Because I journal a lot and I almost want to share it."

and then i thought

THERE IS THAT BLOG YOU ABANDONED IN THE SUMMER MY FRIEND

there is that blog.

You will have noticed some things. Like, I haven't been around for months, there's that. This is because I got a blog on another blogging platform (Tumblr), as you've probably heard, and I use it 24/7, so Blogger was sort of left behind. Which was not entirely right, of course.

you will also have probably noticed that my grammar has disintegrated into dust. I would apologise, but, you know, I won't.

Basically, welcome back to Snippets, Slices and Scenes, and I will try to be less pretentious this time, if you'll have me.

If anyone cares, my life has been this since September:

- Intense school with a new system. This includes lots of flailing around in the dark and working harder than I ever have (which, unfortunately, isn't saying much). Side effects: sporadic crying. Also a new sense of purpose and happiness, when I've had a good day.

-ART ART ART ART WHY CAN'T I WRITE ANYMORE I SCREAM AS I MASS-PRODUCE PICTURES OF TOM HIDDLESTON. (spoiler alert: I got over my writer's block. But it took a very long time. And I wasn't just being lazy I tried and tried to write. But I was just on an art kick.)

-The Fault in Our Stars, and along with it, an almost-new way of seeing the world. Nerdfightia. All things John Green. Re-reading Hazel Grace's story on a ferry boat, crossing the ocean to see history on an island, looking out the window and seeing a timeless hazy grey sea-meets-sky line. New people to meet.

-Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog. Bordering on a worrying obsession. As in, I looked up the COMICS and am seriously planning to buy them on Amazon. Oh yeah and I'm watching Firefly.

-Apparently I like going to the gym, which is kind of a revelation. It feels almost like being more honest with myself. Like, before, everyone said they hated it so i focused on how crappy i felt when i ran - instead of how the stairwell is all glass and the lovely smell of new paint, and how the facility is really nice, and how it actually feels very, very good to have lost some weight and become a little more fit. I get how people hate it, and i'm not trying to say I'm better than anyone for enjoying it. It's just a weird quirk of me, I guess.

It's kind of ridiculous how much I feel like I've changed since SEPTEMBER. I want to keep track of this little life, and the teeny lovely things like I said before. I feel like I wasn't writing straight from the heart, almost, though, before. Now I want to do my best to do that.

If you're still here and reading this, bless you. If you're new, hi. Bless you too.