Hey guys, its me haha.
So I was just sitting here thinking to myself "Wow, I haven't been on livejournal in forever..."
Aaaand here I am. I went back and read some of my old entries (which I don't even remember writing) and it almost sounds like a different person. Crazy eh? I think so! :O
Does anyone even use LiveJournal anymore or has everyone switched over with the myspace/facebook craze? I miss alot of you guys on here and your input...who knows, mabye I'll start coming back here more often. Good thing or bad thing? YOU DECIDE.
PS: I got this from one of my older entries...but I don't remember writing it, and it made me laugh out loud literally. So I will share.
"The world needs a hero.
Around every corner bad stuff is out there lurking.
Because that's what bad stuff does. It lurks.
Not runs. Not walks, nor strolls. But lurks.
And so the question arises: Who will defend goodness?
Who will conquer hard-to-open peanut packages?
Stand up against washing machines that steal socks, and
vanquish restrooms of empty, deserted, rolls of toilet paper?
Who will stand up and say "No. No, Pimple,
you will not make the day bad, nor you, Chewing Gum
stuck to the sole of my shoe. You can test my pateince,
but you cannot take my smile."
Who will champion snooze buttons, clouds that
look like furry animals, and all-you-can-eat buffets?
Who will step into the ring and become
a Force of Good?"
Aaaand here I am. I went back and read some of my old entries (which I don't even remember writing) and it almost sounds like a different person. Crazy eh? I think so! :O
Does anyone even use LiveJournal anymore or has everyone switched over with the myspace/facebook craze? I miss alot of you guys on here and your input...who knows, mabye I'll start coming back here more often. Good thing or bad thing? YOU DECIDE.
PS: I got this from one of my older entries...but I don't remember writing it, and it made me laugh out loud literally. So I will share.
"The world needs a hero.
Around every corner bad stuff is out there lurking.
Because that's what bad stuff does. It lurks.
Not runs. Not walks, nor strolls. But lurks.
And so the question arises: Who will defend goodness?
Who will conquer hard-to-open peanut packages?
Stand up against washing machines that steal socks, and
vanquish restrooms of empty, deserted, rolls of toilet paper?
Who will stand up and say "No. No, Pimple,
you will not make the day bad, nor you, Chewing Gum
stuck to the sole of my shoe. You can test my pateince,
but you cannot take my smile."
Who will champion snooze buttons, clouds that
look like furry animals, and all-you-can-eat buffets?
Who will step into the ring and become
a Force of Good?"