I've been listening to a lot of music, these days.

It's amazing. I feel like it's one of those things that I don't remember to miss, but feel the absence when I get back into it. Mostly, I've been listening to random mixes/playlists that show up on YT, recommended. They're really not that good, mostly, but there's a certain magic to them. I like it, what can I say...

Yesterday, my little brother spoke to me extensively about a fanfic he was reading set in the Vampire Diaries universe. I thought it was really interesting. It got me thinking about how, describing fiction - and really, most things, I'd say - makes it sound really silly, but if you let yourself dive into the story, it becomes really interesting. Or can become that way, I guess; obviously, there are stories that aren't that compelling, or people that don't vibe with certain stories.

Something I've been really loving about Shadow Slave, really, is the commentary on the real world. I mean, sure, it's awesome action with cool powers; blood, strategy, cool shit, right? But it's the in-betweens that really keep you hooked. Really, if I were to just say what it's about, it would sound pretty boring and cliché, I think. It's good, though.

I wore all black today: black shorts, black shirt, black slippers. My socks are blue though, matching my boxers. Truly, I'm a master of colour combination. Bow!

There wasn't enough of the fried rice I'd made yesterday for a full bowl, so I added some veggie mix. It was a fantastic idea. It was totally super delish~ I love veggies and there were some pretty decently sized pieces of fish left in the rice too, so it was a very satisfying meal. That's not something I can say about my menial breakfast, though. See, the apple was great and nice, but the chocomilk was mediocre. I don't know... I think my brother might've converted me to his almond milk... I should give it a try.

Speaking of my brother, today he mentioned that, this Saturday, we're gonna go for sushi again, with our granny! Poggers! :D My weight is on track, and I don't really feel the need to "cheat" on my "diet," anyway, but it's also nice to look forward to a day when you get to just eat a bunch of something you really love and not think about losing or gaining weight. It's a weight off your mind, you could say. Bazinga.

I'm starting to like the weird little things my mom has strewn around the apartment. Age is catching up with me.