Chapter Four; Hey There!

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Dear [blank],

So. My birthday was a couple days ago.
Yay me. :3

Anyways, my friend got me Spore. It was, to say the least, awesome!
All the colors, and choices, and it was just oodles of fun! <33

But, yeah.. Had no school today, took advantage of that by not doing anything.
That was probably bad. I could have been doing work. Oh well. I'll do some of it tonight.
Rest during lunch tomorrow and what have you.

But yes, my birthday was enjoyable enough. Can't complain, can't jump for joy.
So yes. Yes.

No snappy ending today. No colors. Just getting this out there to.. Get it out there.
-Had a real sudden urge to type something-

Later, y'all!

Chapter Three; About My Choice of Words

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Dear [blank],

Back again. Hurricane Ike was not fun at all. But it sure was pretty!

-was standing outside watching it like an idiot-
:]

But anyways, school has been awful, been hard to keep up with this. Oh well.

Oh!

For any college person who might be reading this, I know, my language is vulgar and awful.
It only gets that way when I'm hyper/angry/upset/sad.
Should not happen often.
But then again, I don't know when I'm going to change emotions.
So.. Sorry!

Anyways, back to my original rant. Err.. Topic.. Or whatever!

Like I was saying, school has been taking up a lot of my time. I don't like it. At all.
Irritates me, ya know?
'Cause I like my time. I kinda like school, but I like my time more.
Let's me do stuff. Stuff I like to do.
Such as make funny blog posts that make you giggle at least once.

But.. That's all I really have for now.. I might have something more...
Interesting to speak of tomorrow.

And that is all for this.
So, thank you, and from yours truly,
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L ii S H

Chapter Two; The Evil of Summer

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Dear [blank],

I'm here once again, this time to complain and bitch about the heat.

The middle of fucking summer and the goddamn AC decides that it wants to go on a permanent fucking vacation. I am pissed. Fucker could have at least waited until late fall to decide to fucking break! I don't need it as much then!

I mean.. Seriously!
Of all times, the middle of fucking summer when bugs are out and about and then air is humid and hot as hell.

But.. I guess it could be worse..
We found an AC for a thousand with the installation fee included. And it has a one year warranty. So that's good, I suppose. The only thing is, that we have to try and get the money. And it doesn't help that I have to go back to school shopping real soon. Like.. In a couple days soon. -not happy-

So, I don't think I have anything else to say. I could say more, but it's too hot right now, and my ice pack is melting. At a very rapid pace I might add.

And that is all for this.
So, thank you, from yours truly,
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L ii S H

Chapter One; The Beginning

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Dear [blank],

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Some hearts.
Yes, some freakin' hearts.

It is here that you will realize why I do not call myself one of the most stable of people. I admit, I have never been to a shrink once in my life, but that's okay. You wanna know why?

Even if you don't, you're going to find out. :]
I don't care. I don't care what people think about me. People can think I'm weird, people can think there's something wrong with me, but you know what? I really don't care that much what people think. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, and there's nothing I can really do to stop them from having this opinion.

But, that doesn't mean that some thoughts and opinions won't piss me off.


Just like most others, I enjoy voicing my thoughts, even though on here I'm not voicing a damn thing, I'm typing my fingers off, it's the whole principle of the thing. Such as:

• Try to tell me my thoughts are wrong, I'll get mad.
• Try to tell me my opinion is stupid, I'll laugh.
• Try to tell me I got a fact wrong, I'll look into it and thank you if you are right.
• Try to tell me off and get mad with me for believing in the things I believe in, I'll turn into Achmed the Dead Terrorist and kill you. -that has a reference, comment if you know it-
  

These are my rules, thoughts, and actions I will take. Other than these things, it's pretty easy to get along with me and make me happy. I'm a very nice person once you get to know me. And violent too. :3

In any case, this is about to come to an end. I know, it sucks, I was just starting to have fun, too. Ah, tant pis et c'est la vie. -Last sentence is in French-

I will blog/rant/talk about/inform on a subject that you wanna see me make fun and colorful. All you have to do is ask nicely. I don't bite hard. Mmkay?

And that is all for this.
So, thank you, from yours truly,
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L ii S H