You owe it to me?

Ohai.

So I kind of copped out with my last blog. Problem is, whenever I sit down to try and write everything down in my head, I end up getting pissed at myself. Can't really explain why, since I really haven't done anything wrong per say. If anything, the past week or two have been the most straightforward weeks I've had in a while. And to be honest, I feel even more confused than I've felt in quite a while. Lets dive right on in. It's almost three in the morning...I have no idea why I'm still up at this point and time.


So I guess the first place to start would be with my dad, since my last real post ended on a bit of a bad note. So yes, he was in the crash and wasn't really hurt too badly. It took him this long to finally go through with it, but hes going to begin one of the treatments offered to him in hopes of getting his vertigo taken care of once and for all. Now, I don't know everything about this treatment, or what it's even called for that matter. What I do know is that it's almost like ear drops in his ear. The treatment has an 80-85% chance of being successful, which is nothing to really complain about in the end. Though, whatever ear they choose to do this in, he has an 1-5 chance of going deaf in that ear. Only reason this concerns me is that his hearing is bad enough. I so grateful that he's finally going through with some form of treatment. His attacks were starting to take a toll on everyone, especially myself since I've been showing early signs of the same disease.

Guess I'm next in line, hu?

The next issue, my schooling, I'm going to keep short, sweet, and straight to the point. I'm in the process of getting everything figured out while staying on top of my school work. Everything as far as this goes is cool. I will be staying at Purdue next year more than likely. The major I'm in may be a bit of a different story.

"Please don't let me go
I desperately need y..."

NO!!! STOP IT OWL CITY!!! JUST SHUT UP NOW!!!

-_-

Anyways, I...

"...you."

MOTHER FUCKER!

If I may continue without RUDELY being interrupted by my music again...we reach my final issue. To be honest, I don't think I'm going to go into it all too much. The more and more I think about it, the more it seems to be a bad idea to write about it on here, at least right now. Anyways, basically everyone already knows everything. Well, except for Her...maybe...I guess all I can do is wait and see.

"Even if it kills you on the inside, Jeff?"

Like I said, wait and see.

Well, I think this lightly touches on everything going on with me right now. Thanks once again for wasting a few moments of your life to read about me bitching about shit. At least in this one 2/3 of everything is good. That's a step in the right direction, right?

Every time I talk to you, my heart drops again...
I miss you...
I...never mind.