I was swimming, now I'm sunk, I was drinking and now I'm drunk.

I've been in a really creative mood today, but albeit a mood to procrastinate real work as well. so instead of reading for english, I drew, painted, and messed around in photoshop for a few hours each. I also fixed up and cleaned an old journal that I used to write in constantly, so I think soon I'll be picking that back up. I, being a typical product of this technological generation, have fallen into blogging more than I've been handwriting. this saddens me, really, but it hadn't started to really bother me until I got a hand-written letter from my best friend, and when I sat down to write back to her, my letter was so...lacking, in my eyes. over a month later, I'm ready to set aside my disappointment in myself and try and write her again because this girl, I love her to death and she deserves my best and my worst and my trying.