Wow.

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 01:56:27 GMT

I have not used this thing in, like, forever. What in the world? I'm kind of wondering if I should put my stories up here, but then I'm like "well, I'm either taking a risk at getting it stolen by some stupid person who thinks that my stories will benefit them, or I'm just wasting time 'cause nobody is going to find my story.

Wah. ._. Darnit, I just don't know what to do!

I hate you, fictionpress. ): You ruined the way my story looked! Now nobody will read it. T__T

Back to deviantart I guess. . .

Thu, 11 May 2006 00:54:24 GMT

I got this account a while ago and I still haven't used it. I'm so horrible! Ah well. My life tends to be uneventful. I usually use my Gaia journal to rant about things.

Anyways, today. . . was blah. Like, it was okay because I tormented my friend with Hands Off! volume six, and then I bugged her by saying Tatsuki was stupid and emo. But then in our second block class, we had class elections, and like someone said, it turned out to be a popularity contest. The student council president looks like a dumb blond! No offense to blonds by the way. So! Enough about the BS elections.

Third block was even worse. My teacher decided to give us this really long test that took the whole class period, but she was nice enough to let it be taken in groups. Well, ALMOST everyone took the test in a group. Because I was totally out of it for these last few days, err, weeks maybe, she made me take the test on my own. It was difficult, but I picked some of the common sense answers too. Or at least I thought they were common sense answers. I'd say I'm screwed if they weren't.

Right. Enough of -that- as well. We had superlatives for band that we needed to do, and people asked me for my name so they could pick me for being a perfectionist. Am I a perfectionist!? AM I!? NO! Arrrrgh.

Okay, I guess I'm done for now. I swear, this is seriously what goes through my head sometimes. Talking to myself is weird though. Well. . . when it's this sort of rambling. Bah, I don't know anymore. I made my brain hurt. Maybe I should post a story or two up here just for the heck of it. Like, my OLD stories that only Dorothy and Martha saw. ::shudder:: I refuse to read them myself though. Ah well. . . we'll see. Sometimes it's good to recognize myself as an idiot. I learn from my mistakes, yah?

I rambled more than I thought I would.

Testing

Wed, 26 Apr 2006 23:07:20 GMT

Testing. Testing. =o

axlish

Wow.

Testing