Itching to write with nothing to say

So I've gone to my blog about 10 times today and stared at the "new post" button every time. I want to write but I literally have nothing important to say. I will now list off a bunch of exceedingly random things that pop into my head over the next ten or so minutes and call it a blog post. Bear with me.

I'm listening to Switchfoot's new single "Dark Horses" off of their upcoming album "Vice Verses" due out on September 27th. The song is excellent, probably one of their best, right up there with "Dare You To Move". Almost, but not quite.

I have a pounding headache and my stomach feels bad. My cough is getting worse. And I go out of town in 4 days.

I haven't spoken to one of my best friends in a few days. Weird.

I really should be going to bed now. But I'm not.

"Dark Horses" is really good. Go check it out.

Switchfoot is seriously genius. I love them passionately.

It is so weird to think that I go to college in 17 days. When did I get this old?

I'm hungry but I can't eat because my stomach feels bad and food is not nearly as good the second time around...if you know what I mean.

I love driving because I can jam to my music.

I made a playlist for my book that I'm writing that won't be finished anytime soon because I'm in a slump.

I need to start packing for fish camp/impact/college.

My room still looks like a store barfed all over it.

Aghhhhh my head hurts.

I get my haircut tomorrow. I'm not doing anything interesting with it. I think I want to grow it out.

I tried to paint my nails this edgy electric blue color but it looked terrible so I took it off and now there's blue nail polish in my cuticles.

How am I supposed to part with all my books for college? Did you know that there isn't enough room to bring my vast collection of book to school? Whose idea was it to make dorm rooms so small?

Okay. I'm going to bed now. I hope this post of nothing entertained you.