(Out of boredom, Im so bored Im actually updating my Devi journal .. I wrote this, well actually I wrote this commenting on my own profile >.>
o.O Ive really died with in the last couple of say 6 months or so.. never written anything on my journal, nor.... upload any photos of art.. so why do I have a Deviant in the first place? I, don't know.. probably not even any one ever comes to this profile anyways... umm so whats the point of me writing this, Out of boredom perhaps. No.. That cant be right... Isn't Deviant a place for talented artist like my friends over there *points*, yea them, I wished I had some sort of musical/ or artistic talent.... ... shouldn't this go into my journal?
Anyways.. to my main point... or did I ever have one to being with? *thinks for a bit*, No... not really.. Its just umm 2 am.. yea.. school is tomorrow.. yea thats right I'm up at 2am -.-, Who reads my crap anyways >.>, whats the point in writing.. whatever,(for those who read this umm Hi?, nice to know you read my stuff? o.o), I feel like writing a book, a story of some sort instead of the nonsense stuff in this journal I update ever 10 months. Meh oh well, Now on ward , (to where?) Anyways its the month of December , cold, chilly, my type of weather. Sooooo comfy in bed, wish I can actually sleep though.. insomnia takes a toll on sleeping pleasures... pleasures... huh... nothing pleasant about it.. once you in bed, next "5" min you know its day light. Pstttt no fun at all. Anywho...funny word.. my friend used to say it all the time.. maybe Ive been picking up on some of her things >.> (hopefully not her running style, Hahahaha She runs like a chicken its funny, aww I miss the old days.. I wonder how she's doing..) Hmmm this paragraph seems to long... Im just gonna cheat and make a new one.. >.< I have no sense in grammatical writing. But thats just me
(Hehe New paragraph that is'nt suppose to be one XP, yea.. I hate it when people write this supper long ass journal (looks at my own) that has no spacing between them.. Its like a zebra >.>... yea I think thats a good analogy, yup Zebra'S all bunch up together, hurts my eyes ) .... So what was I talking about.. Oh yea, how dreadful my life is, and how tragic it has been, with purple hazes that surrounds me every day, and how death lingers over my shoulder. In constant danger ever day.... ooooo how terrible my life is... >.< you know.. thats rather an interesting life.. or leasts more excitement than what I have now >.>, well there is absolutely NOTHING, NOTHING to do in Lake Mary... best fun I normally get is probably over Adri's (Hiyo Adri... you'll probably never going to read this ) house >.>, wow I am so fun deprived. Ive meet so many new people online and a lot of new friends too.... >.> some explanation to that, but I don't feel like I'm at liberty to discuses it now anyways.. well they keep me entertained to a certain point... woops its getting to long again.. here comes another indentation? its that what is it called? Meh.. so my social out reach to the world is improving with the trusty Mouse and Screen... plus wireless card....... and maybe a provider... and key board... ..... ...... ... .. .. ... .. ....
So anyways Ive already gotten gifts for several people.. but I hate X mas time.. with all the gift giving and crap... Frankly I rather not do it at all.. Its like ... What am I suppose to give you? or who am I gonna buy presents for... (Are they a close enough friend to actually buy a gift) ?... It confuses me....>.> I would just throw a big party and have a secret Santa thing going on.. but thats just me... still have to get stuff for more people... OOOUUuuuu now that I have a job... (don't stalk me >.> please) at Cajun Cafe.. in the mall, I get money to get gifts for people yay!!!! I like giving more than receiving.. I was never much of a materialistic person in the first place. Anyways...(anywho) yea.. job, presents, new friends, what else is going on with my dear ohh sweet life?
Been happy the past 10 months... known reasons..... don't ask, wont tell (although some might know why, still don't tell) Sheeeesh its a secret, hehehe..... Oh gosh.. I think I actually broke the point between sane and insanity, Oh well...Schools good, *inner thoughts "SUCK's", "hate it"*, Its fun at times *"SO dreadful", cries*, can be a pain sometimes *"some? Ha ALL THE TIME"* , Man I really need to practice tennis now.. Hmm Ill dedicate the next two months to some hard core practicing, "YEA, POWER THIRST ENERGY DRINK, Wooooo getting me pumped up RAWR" >.< (burst of delirium for a bit, I'm better now) MENERGY !!!! RAWBERRY.. ooo that is funny.... 400 babies!!! >.> Ok ill stop..
Anyways.. Hi to whoever read this... enjoy it to how ever much enjoyment you can get out of this, Ill probably wont update in a while >.> knock yourself out.... Hello friends....Cha... I just went into a sleep wave... It just hit me.. HARD... Night night ^^
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P.S We... Me and Mongoose are trying to plan to watch the Golden Compass some time this week end, if your interested ... There will be a 5 $ due fee >.> I'm just kidding.. anyways.. I will be trying to set up a time and date for all or if not the vast majority of us to go... umm just tell me if you want to go or not.... and when is the best time for you to go... Invite other friends too^^ (people I don't know.. doesn't matter, if you are tell me who is or not... who cares.. I don't..Regardless where watching it on the set time and date with whomever can come)
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Continue running, little wolf...
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper
T. S. Eliot
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We'll bask in the shadows of joy~
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper
T. S. Eliot
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