“Where’ve you been? Why haven’t you been writing? What are you busy with?”

I actually thought of shutting this place down. Read back on my past entries and decided that I'm a totally different person now. Besides, everything I post nowadays seem to be either old journal entries I 'Ctrl-C, Ctrl-V'ed' onto this blog. I could continue doing that (got lots of stuff in my journal to copy), but it would no longer be a right measure of me. Oh well.

"Write about your life now, then."
Nope. Can't. It seems like I’ve stopped living for a while. Nothing worthwhile happens to me anymore and I can’t bring myself to make it happen.
”What happened?”
Heh. Nothing. Precisely my point.
”Whaddya mean different? Like transsexual different?”
*snorts* Like I’d ever do that. No, wait- it’s exactly th’ sort of dumb thing I’d do to make a point. Depends on the point though. What kinda point do you make t’have to have a sex change operation? Hmm. Something to ponder about…
”You sound depressed/high/insane, Ant. Are you on medication?”
I’m not depressed. When have you ever known me to be really, truly depressed despite my constant insane proclamations? Besides, I’m not trying to kill myself or anything… just stopping for a while. A long while. Maybe I’ll post only when Pink does. And yes, I am slightly insane. There’s no other way I could be sane and deal with Red at th’ same time.

Ah. I’m fine. Maybe just a little off-kilter. But alright and alive, not to fret. Just wanta be normal (relatively) an’ live a nice quiet life where nothing crazy happens. I’d still be here- maybe using this account to comment an’ stuff. There’s still many people here I’ve grown up with whom I don’t prop enough, in my opinion. I will return should I feel the need to say something- with another page, tho’. Us Xangarelics can never really stay away forever. In th' meanwhile, Antfood will be a memoir of my crazy, cussedness-filled days.