Okay, I admit it: I suck at writing these journal thingies. I love my life and its day-to-day minutia, but I just can't bring myself to detail it for the uninterested masses. Woke up, went to school, went to work, went to kung fu, came home, did homework, logged on SG with every intent of writing something readable in my journal only to get distracted by the immense volume of boobies, smiles and beautiful eyes. That's why I post lame poetry or a some fiction--although it is virtually beyond me to right something simple and trite, something that won't take 68 installments. I really respect all the people who get tons of responses on the journals. You guys have long since mastered an art that I will probably forever fumble at.
There, I did it. A not to shabby entry, if I do say so myself. Whining! Whining seems to be the key. Ha! Ha!
I AM A GENIUS !!!!!
Whining. You guys are in trouble, he, he.
There, I did it. A not to shabby entry, if I do say so myself. Whining! Whining seems to be the key. Ha! Ha!
I AM A GENIUS !!!!!
Whining. You guys are in trouble, he, he.
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-Clerks
I happen to like your last journal entry. I myself have decided to continue doing movie reviews in my journal at least once a week. This is a covert plan to trick myself into going to more movies. However it stems fromt he idea that you can use these journals to do something that you don't/can't do anywhere else! Perhaps for you that IS whining. I couldn't say, since the only time you whine its about physics and its hard for me to distinguish how valid or pointless your whining actually is. "Could the universe BE any more unpredictable!" Well whatever you do I'm sure it will be fun to read. Don't sacrafice quality for quantity damn you!