Heya.
Okay. SO i lost my magic touch in journaling. kinda.
I don't even feel like journaling that much anymore ... BUT... i need a place to express myself so i don't freak the hell out because i'm not exactly the talking type. at least not anymore. bleh.
HA.
Nope. I'm no the talking type but when somebody gives me a pencil and a piece of paper. I fly. Literally. Angels sing in the backround and words from my heart is being written down. - heh. or typed down actually cuz i stopped diary-ing on paper a while ago-
OH GOD. You know what? I hate it when something you forgot to do suddenly hits you in the back of the head.
Anyways
continued...
I dunno, i hate talking on the phone. It always ends up in awkward silence. There's one exception but you don't need to know about that =P
"OKAY. so like what are you doing this like... weekend like .. yea?"
"I dunno... um.. you?"
"Oh i'm like.. TOTALLY going to the mall this weekend. OMG (literally OH EMM GEE- GOD don't you hate it when people do that?) I TOTALLY have to get like... NEW jeans!"
"Oh. Cool. "
-AWKWARD? yea. definately.
blahbee
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