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Another One Up
Okay, so Jake was right.
Monday, March 09, 2009
After all that editing I did to the previous blogskin, I grew tired of it. And here's the new one. And if I change this too, I'm sure it'll be a simpler one, because it looks like that's where I'm headed. Damnit, I've had enough of HTML codes for today. And I'm not even done. Do you see this gay ass "your title meh meh" on my header? What. In. The. Hell. Is. That. Vadever (that's Tamil for whatever, you noob). I wrote a LONG, NONSENSICAL, RANDOM letter to Ryan last night... And I just want to post it already.. Yeah we can email and all that, but there's nothing like handwriting something to someone 32857439856 miles away, you know? And if he writes back.... mmmmm *giggles*........ WHAT LAH. Never seen me like this before issit? Yeah too bad. You don't know me then hmph. I'm always like this. No. I'm serious. You know whattheflower? Jake should get one of em bloody Oscars. The day before yesterday, I was telling Jake about watching Street Fighter and how bloody lame it was. And then I said "For some reason they had a frikkin Heroes scene in there where her Master does some magic healing shit. Was so damned Hayden Panettiere." And well haha I guess he REALLLLY likes Miss Cheerleader, he get's uber defensive and all. So I'm just like... I didn't insult Hayden or anything, I was insulting Kirsten Kreuk. Vadever la some argument broke out and he just left. Like. Left. At the EXACT moment I said "Grr. Sorry Jake". So I was like "Okayyyyy someone's mad." Then the next day I saw him on and said hi, but he didnt say anything, even after my hundreds of sorries. So today I do the whole "Why are you mad? At least talk" thing. And he's just like.. "Yeah. Ah huh." Then later on he tells me he was frikkin JOKING. YISH. YIIIIISSSSHHHHHHHHHH. I was. Just. So. Damned. Ugh. THEN, oh THENNN. Renuka deicdes to just casually say in passing that Sexy Vocalist is LEAVING. To MANCHESTER. (Wtf is with ppl and Manchester these days anyway?) APA LAH. I got all panicky. THEN, oh THEN she goes like "Eh, just for a month lah. For work. He always goes lah madam." EYER... is all this NECESSARY? Simply fooling around with my fragile heart RIGHT. I sound so. Juvy. Let's just blame the hormones and such. Convenient excuse, as always. Oh oh, and also, I'm in total zombie mode right now. I almost blacked out just now. That's why. Yeahh THAT'S why my post seems so damned unsubstancial. Yeah.. just keeeeeep looking for excuses. But hey, this is MY blog. And it's MY right to talk crap if I want to. Hehe. Thank you for understanding. Goodnight. Er. Morning. Er. Vadever. Time doesn't matter anyway (another one of em excuses XD). Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 1:18 AM
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I'd like to live on an island.
Where the sands are golden and the water turquoise.
Where the sun is my friend and the moon my guardian.
Where I am only with the people I love and people who love me.
Where music is the only source of oxygen.
Where I can do just about ANYTHING and nobody would give a fuck.
Where unnecessary, materialistic things are just that. unnecessary and materialistic.
Where money doesn't exist because we don't need it.
Where the air is clean and the sky always blue.
Where the only sources of light at night are from fire-flies and the stars above.
Where I have everything i want.
Where laughter never fades away.
Where illnesses are non-existent.
Where there is one race, one religion.
Where there is no heaven and hell.
Where I can sit around and have conversations with God.
Where I can sit around and have conversations with myself.
Where people are not afraid to say "I love you" and mean it ♥
Where nothing really matters.
I'm a dreamer.
So sue me.
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