It's back, and err, away again!

This is why my parents don't let me have a pet.
I'm not responsible enough.
I start something and forget all about it. I'm careless that way, but they can't compare maintaining a blog to a cat, now, can they?
I have changed.

Imagine the shock when you read something you wrote 3 years ago and find yourself appalled at your vanity, stupidity and slightly disturbing hyper-err-ness.
That put a stop to writing as a creative outlet, for as long as it would take for me to get over it.
Instead, I turned 18, decided to submerge myself in my college work.
I had a teacher who did not like me and refused to give me marks.
So, my vow.

I must do well despite everything, I must top at the very least, my class.
But, I told myself and everybody that I gave up. That passing would do.
Anyone who really knows me would laugh and tie me to a a bed post (not in the kinky way).

Amazingly, I did top my class with an 8.42 GPA. And I'm rather proud of myself.

As confusing as this blog might be to you.
By not writing here, I think I channeled my err, creativity towards my work. Which, worked.
So, I do now what I'm doing. Even though I only figure it out once I'm done with it.

That means, I can handle a cat.

Anyone want to call my mother?