2002-12-05 + 7:54 p.m. + Moody much?
Feels like you're making a mess...
You're hell on wheels in a black dress
I am stronger than you know
I have to let you go
- Matchbox 20, "Disease"

I update this damned thing too much. I never have anything to say, or even any quiz results to post, so why am I really updating?

'Cause I rock like that. ^.~

Is there some sort of reason why all of my real life friends are total retards online? They use those letter-thingies: you know, "U", "Y", and ugh. Typos galore. Yet they're so smart when you actually talk to them. Isn't that odd?

Upon going through and deleting my very first entries, I looked through some of the February entries. I remember the very beginning of my D-l obsession, let me clarify it.

It started at the very end of February. I saw him, and thought, "Wow, he looks just like Daniel Radcliffe, but even more interesting." He has such an inexplicable interesting look to him. Anyway, that night, we drove to Edmonton and stayed in a hotel. That night, I looked out the window while I was in bed. There was a full moon, and the sky was inky black, and all I could think about was that one nameless guy. I couldn't sleep.

That's odd, isn't it?

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