So....I havn't blogged in a while.....prolly cause I have NOTHING to blog about. So I'll rant (which isnt really blog cause people like to read blogs and not rants.) All I ever do know is rant! Gah. NEway, is my life really supposed to be that interesting? People ask me what's up and I say nothing and then all of the sudden I'm selfish and all this crap. I don't talk about my life because IT IS NOT INTERESTING AND THERE IS NOTHING TO SAY!!! Some people *coughmegancough* can't grasp that concept. Just because I'm the most apathedic person on this planet dosn't mean that I'm selfish (cause that assumption really dosn't make sence at all.) So....ya. The rant fire is dieing. So I leave with this:

ap·a·thy  

lack of interest in or concern for things that others find moving or exciting.

Their is nothing wrong with being the above.

And also a cool tidbit from the song Moving On:

"I've lived in this place and I know all the faces. Each one is different, but they're always the same. They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it, they'll never allow me to change. I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong. I'm moving on."