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so i knew this day would come soon, and the day is now here. rather, the night is here.
i'm done with this journal!
no worries though, i'm still going to be posting the lame details of my life and mind on the internet, but it will be in a different journal. a cuter journal. a friends-only journal. this journal:
http://awoodnymph.livejournal.com/profile
the story behind the name:
this one day i was in degarmo on the elevator. i was going down to the basement from the forth floor. on one of the inbetween floors, the elevator stopped. this little old professor with a long white beard (dumbledore, anyone?!) and a cane walked towards the elevator, stopped in the middle of the open door, looked at me for a little more than a moment and said, "you look like a wood nymph." i was overjoyed! i then explained to him that for halloween i was going to be a wood elf and and elf is sort of like a nymph and he said that it should be a good costume.
ever since then, my madre has been calling me her little wood nymph. and one morning after i woke up, i stumbled out of my room and my mom looked at me and said, "you know, sometimes you remind me of peter pan."
so apparently i'm a nymph/elf/fairyboy. i'm down.
anywho, go add my new journal if you would like to keep up-to-date on my life and stuff. and if you don't want to do that, at least go look at my first (public) entry to see an amazing video of my brother and i. a few of you have seen it already, but i crack up every time i watch it.
okay, go add me, for petitchou182 is no more!!!
(oh, and i would add you all but that would take too long - ms. iBook is grumpy).
i'm done with this journal!
no worries though, i'm still going to be posting the lame details of my life and mind on the internet, but it will be in a different journal. a cuter journal. a friends-only journal. this journal:
http://awoodnymph.livejournal.com/profile
the story behind the name:
this one day i was in degarmo on the elevator. i was going down to the basement from the forth floor. on one of the inbetween floors, the elevator stopped. this little old professor with a long white beard (dumbledore, anyone?!) and a cane walked towards the elevator, stopped in the middle of the open door, looked at me for a little more than a moment and said, "you look like a wood nymph." i was overjoyed! i then explained to him that for halloween i was going to be a wood elf and and elf is sort of like a nymph and he said that it should be a good costume.
ever since then, my madre has been calling me her little wood nymph. and one morning after i woke up, i stumbled out of my room and my mom looked at me and said, "you know, sometimes you remind me of peter pan."
so apparently i'm a nymph/elf/fairyboy. i'm down.
anywho, go add my new journal if you would like to keep up-to-date on my life and stuff. and if you don't want to do that, at least go look at my first (public) entry to see an amazing video of my brother and i. a few of you have seen it already, but i crack up every time i watch it.
okay, go add me, for petitchou182 is no more!!!
(oh, and i would add you all but that would take too long - ms. iBook is grumpy).