Talking. I have been wobbling in that state all over again, since the week I had been gone? Swine-flu was not the cause this time, but it masses sure did cry. A small mass. A mini-mob. A group of people that wanted to laugh and close the school's down if I was a case. How entertaining! I would've been delighted to get on the news as a passing note, at least. I'm not picky. I quite possibly am.
But. News. News. News. People should follow me on twitter. I will have awesome stuff eventually. Or maybe I'll just hand out music. I like this new ability. It is length widening or something of the sort. I am learning the computer all over again, whee!
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Followfollowfollow. I am an urgent persuader. Not really. I can ramble loads but sometimes they are pretty. Or, not. Y`know. Become invested.
And I have gotten a tumblr. And I am not missing an e in there. It is written like that because we are the new age and must have quirky names or just letters, but some things take things one letter at a time. Best not rush. Everyone should just check out the pretty stuff on Tumblr. The pictures, the quotes, the music! It is all breath-taking and lovely and I may have saved a million pictures and my photobucket will be overflowing and I will never even need to use them. But, I am greedy. I like having things cluttered and placed and hoarded selfishly.
Eventually I will also do something productive with my Tumblr. And will start following cool people as soon as I figure that out. But you can have the link anywayy
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Yay. I have written new stuff. It is not depressive or sad or morbid or as incoherent. I think I am learning new styles, and it is grand. Quite grand. All heart-warmy-feely kind. Yes. Exactly. Goodmorning! Time is passing. I am quite proud of it, even if it does move quickly, and I must be sleeping. Yes, I have realized the date. yes, I am complete retard and this was actually incidental but I only complain about one thing, really I do. This time for serious business. Take a guess.
I might like. Er. (IGOTMYBIRTHDAYKNIFETHO*cheers*)
Let's not go there. PEOPLE WHO SAY NOTHING AND WHEN THEY DO SPEAK TURN OUT HILARIOUS AND SLIGHTLY ODD ARE PRETTY COOL. IT IS ALSO COOL IF THEY ARE BETTER THAN DECENT LOOKING AND NOT COOL THAT I AM COMPLETELY AT A LOSS OF MY WORDS BECAUSE WHEN DO THEY SPEAK? HARDLY EVER. But there was an awesome sword-fight and a sharing of music. And a tango. In rain. Because I don't let anyone refuse that shit. Though, techincally, the square dancing in the rain is much more my comfort zone. I quite nearly wrote a poem about the curious event, but, DID I MENTION WILLIAM BECKETT IS THE MOST ADORABLE CREATURE? Like. His blog. I cannot resist doing hearts, and he cannot look bad in any picture, this is truefax. I may be flexible in this case though, do not judge me. He is all real and pretty.
But, yet. I am holding onto Ryan Ross being my very favorite Bandom boy. Even if William Beckett's personal and picture healthy blog is adorable, and Brendon Urie's mouth makes me want to write dirty stuff. Or just stare at it for a while. I am a real girl. Hi, I am surprised too. Even so. Pretty. <3
Other, er, stuff happened too. I finally started writing at Livejournal. Kinda. This is still my favorite place. I give it hugs. Much love. Much. Really. My song says it. It's been changed, but I keep this original beginning. So. Yes. Sense-making is full speed ahoy. Er. I bought books! With friend! Bunked in philosophy and poetry sections for long times! Alena did not complain! Did not even become bored! I pride myself!
Er. My livejournal. Can be sent out to the world? I am not shy. I am brave and proud and know how to use the private function veryveryvery well if I see fit to do so. And I love comments. Do not fail me people. Like. On here. Give me comments here. Follow me on Twitter, pat my head on Livejournal, I do not care who you are.
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[well, strictly speaking.] I want to know who you are. You are all vaugly amazing and interesting to me and I would very much like you [be whoever you are, seriously. come off a favorite thing, if you're on my page, be hi and wavey. I will do so back. These relations will be even greater if you decide for the other functions. I am a talkitive person. I never shut up until I do. I have a oldold classmate on my bus. Why he is friends with Charles? Nostalgia is not my favorite friend, or even a friend, and has had its moments of being shockingly painful and I do not need more evaluation and nyrrrgh moments.
There are awesome nicknames for people.
I can't believe Lips is the one that held. It is amusing.
ER.
GOOD MORNING GOOD NIGHT I SUPPOSE IT IS ALL DEPENDING ON WHAT YOU ARE PLANNING TO DO OR WHETHER OR NOT IT'S DARK OR WHERE YOU LIVE. THESE ARE IMPORTANT THINGS. I UNDERSTAND. CinniCinniCinniCinni. Btw. We start jogs liiiiikkkee, this Sunday? If you want too, I am all up for it. Now I will go and stop rambling pages.







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