I have awhile to go yet, dinner should hurry and get here
Now see, I don't write a lot on here because I believe in confiding in people. As long as I have friends around me, it's not very necessary to have an online journal to talk to. Yet I always come here and read what you're all thinking, which is pretty much a double-standard, hah. I wonder how many people I've showed this thing to over the years still look at it or if they get curious as to what I'm thinking or what's going on in my life.
Oh sweet, really long run-on sentences!
Ah, let's see, TJT came and played at school, that was pretty amazing. Brett's a sad old guy now...I'm almost as vain as he is, I'm working on it.
So there's this girl, Tara, she's pretty amazing too...I mean I'm not saying I'd compare her and Brett on the same plain, that'd be an odd match-up. Only, I mean, if they both had swords, it'd be fun to watch that fight.
She put a glam picture of me on her journal....I was forced to do the picture...I mean who takes their shirt off and poses with a bandana and leather jacket, psssh, shit. Anyways, we went to see Depeche Mode and the Bravery a week ago.
And Dave danced his ass off on stage for the entire set, I have a ton more pictures and videos she took if you're interested...you won't be. But at any rate, I'm happy, so you won't hear from me on an online journal for awhile. I never read through my old, spaced out entries so they're probably boring as shit.
I mean hell, you get on here to try and understand what you don't get out of our in-person relationship, and I just disappoint you with this obvious chronology of events, hah. Oh well, cheers
Oh sweet, really long run-on sentences!
Ah, let's see, TJT came and played at school, that was pretty amazing. Brett's a sad old guy now...I'm almost as vain as he is, I'm working on it.
So there's this girl, Tara, she's pretty amazing too...I mean I'm not saying I'd compare her and Brett on the same plain, that'd be an odd match-up. Only, I mean, if they both had swords, it'd be fun to watch that fight.
She put a glam picture of me on her journal....I was forced to do the picture...I mean who takes their shirt off and poses with a bandana and leather jacket, psssh, shit. Anyways, we went to see Depeche Mode and the Bravery a week ago.
And Dave danced his ass off on stage for the entire set, I have a ton more pictures and videos she took if you're interested...you won't be. But at any rate, I'm happy, so you won't hear from me on an online journal for awhile. I never read through my old, spaced out entries so they're probably boring as shit.
I mean hell, you get on here to try and understand what you don't get out of our in-person relationship, and I just disappoint you with this obvious chronology of events, hah. Oh well, cheers