This journal is alive

In my Myspace inbox.

"being your asian could u answer a question for me please

i have tried browsing some women in china but whenever i try to send a message it say something about Myspace doesn!t support this or something to that affect i guess what i am asking China doesn!t want any influence from anywhere except China"

what.

Where is the question.

It was in size 20 font by the way.

Actually,
( Let me recreate that for you as it was intended )

Ok...4 years is not even a long time. Well not really.
Last night I went back to 2005 in this journal and found that I was as much of a dick as all the people who I bitch about now (in my head or otherwise). I deleted most entries from back then..

I haven't noticed it, have I changed that astronomically?
Or is it just that getting used to doing something wears down its charm?
I used to talk a LOT man.. o__O
A lot of nonsense that no one needed to read, and my head didn't need to contain.

Not only that, but the drawing side of things... I was 18 back then, for someone who's been doing it pretty much all their life, that's still old enough to be able to draw any sort of decent picture right? APPARENTLY NOT. MY GOD.

If any of you are people who were my friends back then (hardly any, but still ;;)
I.. apologise...for how lame I was and moreover, the poor display that I used to call art..

Even the pictures from only a year ago are downright embarrassing, and I still suck at it really bad right now. But as long as I can see improvement that quickly, I guess I won't be stopping until I can't. Which is obviously never.

It's just a pity that online shame is always permanently recorded somewhere, deep deep down in the data pool XDD
Maybe Mr. mailer Daemon or someone will get some good laughs out of it all.

I wish twitter would just suck my dick and die.

If I had one I'd post that to it.

lmfao. Some dude in a big van just stopped in the middle of the road.. and the passenger got out, took some fucking long metal pole thing in the front garden of the house next door and put it in the van and they drove off.

what's the world coming to when you can't leave your useless metal poles out in the open without getting jacked

Wherever I've been, whatever I've worn, I've never actually been this cold IN MY LIFE.

Just walking into the kitchen is like walking into a human sized freezer. Naked. And bald.


Oh.

So it's 2009.

wtf.


I've been told I should get good luck this year since this is the year of the cow, and I am infact, a cow. Quite pleased for that really.

My friend list is full of fucking shit most of it's pretty disgusting, but it's too funny to not read or delete. Especially when considering who the words are coming from. Do you people actually read what you're posting? fucking hell D:<

...

And don't even get me started on the communities. But they're even funnier so I can't leave them...

The kind of reaction to most things is like WHAT THE FUCK and then it's like OH MY GOSH and then it kinda becomes NO. And then the joy kicks in.

hmm.. with this kind of indecisive love/hate..or should I say lol/hate...what to do..

I guess my aim should become to get at least 50% of my list to delete me by the end of the year lmfao

EVERYTHING = FAIL.

THE WORLD = CONSISTENT FAIL.


This is the first public post I've made in a long time. Because it includes all the people I don't know too XDD


edit - the word sounds so weird now. F-A-I-L. How fucking weird?
EVEN THE WORD FAILS OH GOD