One Hundred Years of Solitude

...Or at least sometimes it just felt that way. Either way, this was post 100. A milestone for someone who never seemed to quite finish anything. Then again, this was far from being finished. It was my life in writing and pictures, and my life was far from over.

So, to commemorate the occasion, Yany and I (after she finally realized that blogging wasn't really the devil after all) decided to create a joint blog. This blog would be the place for us to collaborate and to hopefully birth our comic creator dreams. With a suiting name, it was conFUSION. And it would be glorious. Alright, creating it really didn't have anything to do with my 100th post, but coincidences happen.

Now, the question on everyone's mind: Why was I still up at 6:30am? Alright, so maybe it was just the question on my mind. Why was I up? Staying up this late/early was what had created many problems with me to begin with. Maybe it was something the cold air brought out in me....my allergies had begun to inexplicably act up as well coincidentally....two of the problems I had with school both started up in the Fall when school started. I didn't have these problems too much during the summer. I'd have to look in to it, because I was starting to think there was more at work here than I had ever suspected. Coincidences rarely were just that.

(to be cont...?)