Yeah I turned 21 at some point. I promised to return to this site at least on my birthday each year and I didn't get around to it this time around, at least, not on time. Things have been very weird for me. A lot has changed. I am admittedly not in a good place right now, though I might be moving in the right direction. I have not finished my associates degree and as time passes on I honestly care less and less about it. I am just so "done" with school I just wanna work. Part of me really believes that school is a trap for a lot of people. I learned a lot about my parents, particularly my father in the past year and some months. My father is a lunatic. He has a moderately unrealistic and loose grip on reality and superimposes all of his stupidity and rash decisions on everyone immediately close to him and everyone as far as he is concerned is not as smart as him. So he ran far away but fervently maintains the suggestion that he has not gone anywhere, or that he hasn't left me but only my mother; he is Tyler Durden I suppose? Anyway yeah my life has kind of crumbled and fallen apart but my goal now I suppose is that I will rise from the ashes, at the very least, alive. If I can survive myself then I will definitely be better. My aspirations and dreams are all still the same, just buried deep within a thick hazey veil of clinical depression and too much sleep. On a positive note I am volunteering for a local political candidate who is running against an 11 term career-congressman in my district (NJ-2). I can't tell how likely his chances of winning are but I am glad to be involved. If I am successful then I helped bring some amazing change to my town and if not then I tried really hard at something everybody said was impossible but at least I tried and that's just what we all need to do. I may be depressed as shit and crazy but at least I can still try, and therefor, have a fighting chance.