Oh wow. It's been a while since I posted. Sorry about that.

Well, the "home" and "family" situation has deteriorated further. Notice the quotes. Basically, my mom has admitted that yes, her husband ignores me, and yes, he is a lying jerkface. Well, she didn't actually call him a jerkface (that was my addition) but he did lie about what he would try to do. Namely, being my father. He hasn't tried. Jerkface.

On a writing level, things are good but a little frustrating. I'm currently writing a chapter in my Marauder fic where the characters attend a friend's funeral. Surprisingly, the funeral scene was easy. It's the scene after that's being troublesome.

I've been thinking lately about the whole concept of an afterlife. I mean, there's life, and there's the afterlife, but is there an inbetween... like people in comas. What's their consciousness like? And can other people be invited into that consciousness, maybe in the form of dreams? Yeah.... I think I'll write a story about this.

Oh! I just discovered 30 Seconds to Mars. They're a band, in case you don't know. I've listened to their album A Beautiful Lie, and it really flows beautifully. Almost like a classical piece -- it has different sections that all make sense on their own, but it all ties together into one cohesive unit.

Well, overall thumbs-up on life. Still no boyfriend, but hey. The summer's still young.

This is Olivia, signing off. For now.