A bunch of nothing

So I was thinking about skipping the journal today, but then I read my horoscope. It said "take time to write in a journal today." Wow, way to make me feel guilty. As you can see, I decided to take my horoscope's advice because it just might be on to something. To be honest, I have nothing I want to write about write now. No offense to some people in the class, but I hate reading entries that say "So today was really boring," or "today I went to class, then I took a nap. After that I ate dinner. It was a good day." I'm sorry, but I don't want to write those kinds of entries. Don't get me wrong, I don't expect anyone to read mine because they are probably just as boring, but to me, writing that stuff is equally as boring as reading it.

However, today's blog might be that uninteresting blog I was just referring to. I just cannot think of what I want to write about. Sometimes I have days where I come up an interesting topic that I can't wait to write about, then other days I have a complete writer's block and nothing good comes out. Perhaps this is because I'm still tired from this eventful weekend...I call it eventful, but I'm not sure if sitting around the house relaxing with family and friends is quite eventful. It's funny how tired you can get from doing nothing. This morning I woke up and I was debating getting out of bed. I knew it wouldn't be good for me to sleep in because then I would just feel guilty for the rest of the day. My horoscope already did that for me.