Even in the winter I can’t stay away from the beach. My friend and I went up to Maine today to York Beach. It was snowing of course but has that even stopped anyone? No way. We got there surprisingly fast (we even went the speed limit). It took us only about a half hour from Massachusetts. We went to lunch and then we walked along the beach. After that we went and drove out to the lighthouse. Then after that we went up to Ogunquit and walked along that beach. Pictures will be posted soon, I’m too lazy to do it now.

Did I mention that this friend is the sister to the brother that I dedicated the previous post to? But whatever, she’s not him.

This week is spring break and I intend to enjoy every minute of it. Well not really, but I intend to enjoy most of it. I have a lot of work that I need to get down this week, and it will be a good time to catch up on all of the work that I’ve been slacking on. I have a large paper due on Monday, and also auditions for my final Directing Workshop piece. I have an exam on that Friday and another paper due that Wednesday. So I want to get most of it out of the way this week so I can focus on this exam.

I started joining fanlistings again, see them here. I figured out Enthusiast and am using that to manage them. Like I need another project to update right? Oh well, I sometimes am ambitious.

SuchAFan.Org is on it’s feet. I know I’ll only talk about baseball but whatever, I love it. It’s different from this because baseball is my life in the spring/summer. It consumes me. I’ve also joined Bleacher Report which is absolutely amazing too. I think it’s because when I’m writing there, I’m confident because I know what I’m talking about and I love what I’m talking about. Here, it’s not so certain because my life isn’t certain. I’m at a point in my life where I don’t know where I’m going. I graduate college in a few months and I have no idea what I want to do afterwards. I’m at a point in my life where I know that I never want to get married and I never want to have kids, but will that change? Each day is a different page in a different story because I’m constantly changing. Maybe that’s why sometimes I don’t like to write here because I don’t like not knowing where I’m going, but I also know that that’s what makes life interesting.

Am I making sense?