hmm, to begin with, the registration line fucking sucks. @.@ i waited there for two hours to get registered, and someone else paid (thankyou, you know who you are, and i will be calling you very soon to set up how to get that money back to you) and then i was ambushed by every person i've met over the last year, every five minutes. so it was like...

*bumps into someone* hi! *hugs* how are you? I was just head out to have a smoke. sure you can bum one off me *walks out, has cigarret with friend* *hugs* bai bai! *bumps into someone else* hi! how are you? *hugs* no, i was just headed to the art room. umm, i don't know where they are. well, maybe i'll see you later.

EVERY FIVE MINUTES!!!! after one conversation ends, another starts @.@ and then i get people who just want sex, and creepy people. and girls @.@ i love fag hags, but this was the fag hag hive for some reason...i kept running into girls everywhere @.@ and they all knew me...

anyways, FC '08 had some new twists. I met a few new friends. well, about 12 new friends that i actually like, and i met about 100 more people that i forgot about. also it was my first FC to attend without being a minor! woot. The parties rocked, and Jun was awesome with his music, as always. and if you didn't see me there, then you suck because i was pretty obvious. Shorts the whole con, a green sweater, blonde hair usually spiked, and a badge by DARK NATASHA that said my name on it. you should have found me

either that or you didn't bother to send me a PM to get my number so you could see me there. anyways, it was fun. next year i plan on bringing a stick with a piece of soap on the end, called the +1 wand of cleanliness, and whack the smelly people with it. there were way more this year than the last