Much to say about nothing

Well, I'm just kind of writing this one. I mean, I write them all, but this one is completely random. It's late, I'm tired and brain dead, and there is no reason for me to type this but I am. I guess writing helps whatever it is you right about, just being able to see your feelings gets them out of your system? Like how listening to music with different moods help different moods, just feeling someone knows what your going through? The human mind is a strange thing, I guess that's how I got from randomness to jotting out feelings. And now a few minutes have gone by, and I have written about my randomness, and in the deep recess of my mind, I have gotten lest random. I don't know what to type about anymore, so I guess this is a good time to end it... Oh, and Wendy is a very nice person, you should know her... Even though those that follow me know her... She asked me to write about her... So.. BAM...

Rise

My first adventure in blogging.

So, this is Rise, blogging. What about, I have no idea. I guess you can comment, so, comment and tell me. I guess blogs are supposed to be long, funny, sad, deep, or whatever, I haven't really read any. But, yah, here is Rise, failing as usual :) SO, tell me what to blog and I may just do it.

Rise
(Am I supposed to do that?)