I Fail At Life. Mostly.

Okay, so during the school year I was all gung-ho about doing this whole 1000 days of happiness whatever. I'm still down for that. Don't get me wrong. But my life kind of exploded and in my attempts to get the weird little pieces looking somewhat distinctive again I completely abandoned this project. Now that I'm in Italy however..... Naw. I'm still not doing it.

LOOK AT THIS MOTHA!

I feel like when you have moments like watching the sunrise at sea, you can't really NOT have a good day. Yet instead of blogging about crazy experiences in the Adriatic Sea or how much I love this continent, I want to blog about things that matter. Like candy and how not to get fat.
Kiddinggggg. But really, no one wants to hear about something they can read from a guide book at Barnes and Noble (or see in the picture books if you're really lazy). Sure, when you get back from whatever summer trip you were on your friends say they want to hear about your adventures, but in reality they're just thinking "I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW, I COULD... [insert bad comment/action here]". Pictures and brief stories=acceptable. Hearing "OH MY GOD IT WAS SO AMAZING" every two seconds=not so enjoyable people. So once I'm done filming and I have to get back to my pretty boring life I'll have to start back up the thousand days because I'll be almost comatose due to lack of things to do. Congrats. The one person who has ever read this gets to read one more thing and wait another 2 weeks for me to write again. Go back to Stumble Upon now.