i have determined that the people who are currently still active on livejournal are no longer the people i want to talk to about things i would normally write in livejournal.

screw this site, i'm out! :D

/proceeds to change password to something i'll never remember.

i'll tell you a secret.


i'm actually really lonely. (note- that doesn't mean i want to be touched. i don't.)

apperantly, only three people on my friend list still make livejournal entries! :D

waiting for foodz to kick into brainz for teh writingz of teh englishh paperz. ohz yeahz. i'mz gonner passif mah lyfe depands un if. :D

life - no new status reports.

additionally, i'm considering the merits of doing a two new people advertisement type entries, even though neither of them uses livejournal. =(

oh well. maybe later.

summary!

still a lost cause in the romance department. <3
pwncore is working it's way into my brain in a very obsessive way. this is oddly enough going to be a very serious motivation in my school work! :D
the homefront is financially issue-y, but oddly peaceful today. {|hmmm.|}
ramuh = pwned.
meow! :D



also, this song has really awesome lyrics, so i'm posting them.

"Inner Strength"

Here we sit all alone in an outnumbered fight
Led to decipher between wrong and right
And some may fail at this joke that some of
Us call life
Yes at this game that some call life

[Chorus:]
But the system can't bail me out of hell
I've made this discovery and it has helped
All I got is myself, I have faith in that
Believe and one day you'll do just as well now

As you were you little puppet you pauper you
Freak that's right
That's what some of them have said to me
So I object and try to figure things out for myself
I'm building up full emotional wealth

But the system can't bail me out of hell
I've made this discovery and it has helped
All I got is myself, I have faith in that
Believe and one day maybe you'll do just as well now

[x4]
The inner strength is what the hate; it wants us not to feel

it's time that we helped there's no room to fail
you already know the way out of hell
all we got is ourselves i have faith in that
believe and one day
we'll put the system in jail, we'll put the system in jail
we'll put the system in jail, we'll put the system in jail

i made it through scraped black and blue but so can you
i made it through so black and blue but you can too
i made it through scraped black and blue but so can you
i've made it through
we'll all make it through (x3)

Seb is officially cool.


AZURE SEAL OF APPROVAL!  :O

I was listening to an old song on my computer tonight. it is a song i got a long time ago, and brought back sad memories.

but, i decided to make the song new again. i don't really know where the idea came from, but i just thought "this song doesn't deserve the kind of reaction i give it."

perhaps it's a philosophy i can apply to other things as well.



additionally, i am poor. pity me. :D


Addendum: something short, teaser-ish and a cool concept. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5y0USVxX14w (is anime. watch it anyways, sam.)

I feel as though...

well, there was a time when i posted things in livejournal. things that bothered me.
that troubled me.

things of a serious nature.

i used to post things here, with the hope that my friends (because of course who else would see it but someone who was my friend?) would offer some insight to me. something constructive to help me see things from another side.

something to help, or just something interesting. anything positive would be fine.


but long before now, life showed me that was not possible. long before now, i was attacked for the things i wrote. accused, terrorized, and betrayed. and, inadvertently, i also accused, terrorized, and betrayed.

to prevent further incidents of this nature, i began to write more and more cryptically. i had to find ways to phrase things so that nobody could understand it and still feel as though i was sending a message.

but that was even worse. i was confronted for these messages: and i never got constructive input that way.

It is as one who tries to dress a wound, but ends up getting it infected for their efforts. That is how i think of Livejournal right now. It symbolizes every good intention that was ever crushed under the wrath of -people-.

honestly, this is all ancient history. it just takes me a while to put things to words sometimes.
i guess i am in a bad mood tonight.

sorry, LJ.


if i can't clear my mind soon, somehow, i'll never get my assignments done on time. -.-'

Ladies and gentlemen, the drama has LEVELED UP! =O

ph33r. more to come in a serious post later.

or now. depends on the next ten minutes.

it's time to go back to not having enough time for LIVING. yeeesssss. gotta love college~

additionally, i'm approaching a point of exhausting my emotional energy completely. if this occurs, someone will likely be stabbed.