How is it that I can be so busy but so bored at the same time? Well I would be busy if the fucking paint would dry so I can turn the page of my art book...
I really need to think of topics to write about on here instead of just talking to myself. But I guess talking to myself is half what I want and half not. I don't really want anybody I know to know I have a blog, because 1. it's embarrassing because it's terrible, 2. then I can't write here like a diary. That begs the question, why not just write in a diary? xD I've tried, but it never continues for more than 3 days. Now I figures, since I'm so obsessed with the internet, I'll probably like this better. :) also I'm always worried somebody will read my diary (so I write in the Greek alphabet, which takes forever), so what do I do if I want a more secret diary? ...publish one on the internet. xD
The word diary always makes me think of milk...
Oh hey, the paint's dry now :)
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