Cool title, huh? That's the name of a song I'm gonna ~try~ to write. Anyone in the know knows that I can't write songs worth a crap, but if I take my time, it might come out well. That's my thing... I never take my time. Unless I'm drawing, in which case, it's gonna look like crap wether I take my time or not.

Blah... sorry for that random, angry journal earlier. I'm finding that maintaining a social life with certain people just isn't worth it any more. Anyone on this site is safe; I mean people who seem to enjoy making their existence known, then taking the time to get close to you, then up and leave when they think they've done enough to make sure you're gonna be hurt and confused when they go. Sorry, still bitter, let's start over.

Cool title, huh? That's the name of a song I'm gonna ~try~ to write. Anyone in the know knows that I can't write songs worth a crap, but if I take my time, it might come out well. That's my thing... I never take my time. Unless I'm drawing, in which case, it's gonna look like crap wether I take my time or not. I'd be very surprised if you actually bothered to read this paragraph.

Anyway, it would seem that me buying that Darren Hayes CD was a bad idea. I... am... hooked. Like no other. I've heard Words at least 60 times since Friday, the lyrics really get to me. For me, it's one of those songs that reflects your own life. Particularly the line, "I am so afraid of breaking what we made. It is delicate and lovely, but it's a weight above me..." Pure poetry. And so true.

Oh well. That's it for now. Time for a chocolate binge, some writing, and maybe a quick doodle if I get bored. Cheerio.