First Entry.
This is my tribute to how much On-line journals blow sheep nuts. So do weblogs, and all that pretensous crap that makes people think that someone you have never met actually gives a shit about you in the slightest bit. Wake up and realize that NOBODY loves you. If they did, your schedule would be a little fuller than it apparently is. If you update every day, you have officially wasted 20+ mins that you could have spent reading a book, or smelling the inside of a plastic bag. Also, if you are a male, and you have a on-line journal, your a fag. Don't deny it. Chesty Puller didn't keep a diary, and you shouldn't need to either. Pansy. So, if I have a journal and I'm a male then I'm gay too, right? Wrong. I'm just here to make fun of you all. As far as the women go, I'm here to make fun of you too, unless your name is Samantha of Nicki. Or your cute. I still ain't reading your pointless scribble, nor will I EVER goto Quizilla and take a quiz. Ever. Blow me you sheep.