Real life justifcation

Once upon a time,

I woke up at a ridiculously early (see: reasonable) hour to go to an appointment with people to get my life sorted and stuff. It was good. I then went home and napped for four hours. That was much better. I was then woken up by my phone about people wanting me to work. That was both good and bad.

Shit, bruh, I should write more stuff.

I really should start blogging again regularly, I've forgotten how to use this site and the greater concern is I've forgotten how to write. I like to think once I had talent. Now my ironic use of chatspeak and bad grammer along with the occasional hashtag with snapchat and instagram I feel I am gradually being ruined.

WUT
WUT
WUT

Okay calm down, I'm going to be okay. I am adult. I am sorting stuff out and starting on Monday I am beginning a:
-No facebook
-Exercise for at least 30mins a day
-Journal or write every night 

But don't be scared my friends,
I will survive; I have to.
I just tried to spell 'survive' with an 'e' so I have to do this.
For the sake of my intergrity.
FOR ASGARD!

Aw man, I'll have to uninstall facebook from my phone and everything.
This is good, this entry has made me realise how terrible my spelling, grammar and writing ability has gotten without use.

Wish me luck.

Oh wait, does this count as journalling/writing?

Also, it's only Tuesday, what if I get bored and write before then on here?

Well shit.

Don't wish me luck TOO prematurely.


Peace, we out.
I have Skyrim to play :).