We're all nothing but stardust.

My uncle is the luckiest person in the world, yet he doesn't realize it. He's cheated death so many times. He was meant to die in 1995, yet he's still managed to cheat death once again yesterday. Yet it doesn't hinder his addiction at all that is the reason why he nearly met his demise just a day before. He's already back on drugs, living at a rest stop on the Turnpike, begging for money then using it on drugs. I'm not one to hold grudges, not anymore at least, but it makes me wonder what goes through an drug addict's head.

Anyway, I've been considering photography as a possible career choice. I'm not thinking about it seriously, at least not yet, but I haven't taken it off a list of possibilities.

I've run out of daily events, so I'm going to go take pictures of the lake.

Introductions.

I highly doubt this is going to be read by anyone, but should anyone avidly read this, I'm known as Colin. I won't go into specific locations, for my own personal safety, but if you're close, you should know. My life has a plethora of events, from watching my parents fight, to almost losing one. To seeing two buildings that meant a lot to me come crashing down, to seeing my dad leave me. But amongst the horrible, I've seen so many good things. Despite the atrocities I've already witnessed in my fifteen years of life, I've seen so many beautiful things.

But to christen this blog, I'll talk about today. The girl I had feelings for apparently has a boyfriend now, which kind of smashed my hope she liked me. Oh well, you can't go grieving over little things, now can you? Life doesn't hesitate to keep moving, despite your sadness. And either way, Emily and Andrea helped cheer me up, Andrea doing most of it, so it all worked out. Besides, the girl I liked isn't my type, either. That's all I have for now.