createBlog Diary, version 4 |
createBlog Diary, version 4 |
*Azarel* |
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Originally started by fathin_felix. Great idea.
Version2 Version3 Old one was 22 pages. Diary? Self-explanitory? I think so. Don't post in here solely to comment on someone else's day.. you can quote them, but don't make that your post. ----- Dear createBlog Diary, I suppose it's been a long while since I've really written anything. I still can't find the inspiration I once had. Just, sometimes, I miss writing. Makes me feel empty, yanno? Time to ramble on some more. Last night, I felt utterly tired, for no reason. I mean, I'm on freaking spring break, I shouldn't feel tired of anything, really. But I realized I was. I was sitting here on the computer, with nothing to do, nobody to talk to, nothing to relate to. I hated that feeling of utter.. boredom. I still don't know why. I guess I still haven't grown out of the phase where I can't see past the monotony of life. It's almost over though, high school, I mean. More than halfway. And I can't believe break is more than half over already too. It used to be that the days would drag by, but already, it's Thursday, and I have yet to accomplish anything. Party tomorrow night at Jenn's, and I kind of want to go. At the same time though, I don't. I guess I'm worn out at the moment. There's nobody to call late at night anymore. People are in school, they have work, whatever. I don't like keeping people up if they have things to do the next day-- it makes me feel bad. And I've been waking up so late nowadays. It makes me feel like a lazy pig. I dunno. I suppose it's just me. Is all, for now. Until next time. -Me. |
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*stephinika* |
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dear cb diary,
today was a good day, except for when i came home and the fact i'm losing my voice and we're leaving for whistler on thursday for a music festival and i'm singing in choir....bleh. parents suck. i'll leave it at that for now. and yeah. i miss him. weird. eh. nothing more i can do. i've finally admitted some shit to myself and in an indirect way to him too. we'll see what happens. life can be so great yet shitty all at once. its stupid. ![]() |
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