Ah, traveling stories. Disgusting.

Well, not really, let me explain.
What is always the first question when someone comes over to visit? "How was your trip?" Of course, this is the most retarded question to ask, especially when they came all the way out here to visit you. THE TRIP IS FUCKING AIRPORT>PLANE>AIRPORT! How exciting could that be? Of course, when you're being a total fucking twat, this doesn't count. If something interesting happened, they would tell you.

P.S I know what small talk is, I'm ranting STFU

p.p.s I know I'm going on random tangetical stuff, but I'll get down to the stuff I wanna talk about later. Me ranting is me building up courage to talk about the stuff I really wanna talk about.

This is stupid

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20080328.WBwgtgameblog030120080328141929/WBStory/WBwgtgameblog0301

FUCK gaming is a new medium, why are people so stupid. I don't think charlie chaplin would be AT ALL as popular had he been released now instead of like a hundred years ago.

Also, I'm well aware that my postings are disjointed and in a random order. But, I need to remind you that I've got a whole crapload of things I wanna write about, and it's exam season, and that I HAVE FUCKING TIME LIMITS. I'm also swearing a whole fucking lot. Also, I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who reads these anyway, so I'm talking to meself like some sorta fucking schizo. FUCKfuckfuckfuck
Stress is bad
Also, I've got posts I've written, but haven't... posted. These will come when I feel like it

I feel fucking bipolar

I guess continued some more

So, I guess I'll continue where I left off yesterday. I was actually perfectly fine with the way things were, sad as they were. Then she moved away for school, which sucked. first couple of months, okay I guess, if I tried not to think about it, it would suck less. and not thinking about her was fine with me. Life was busy enough as it was, and I guess the less complications the better. But getting your mind off of someone was really hard. and then.... Gah, forget it

Lovingness

Which I haven't done at all... So there's that I guess.

anyways, on to the emotional depth catharsis part which I've wanted to do for a while.

I'm totally in love. Which i'm pretty sure everyone online says, but whatever... She doesn't know it, and no, I'm not a creepy stalker or anything. I said i'm in love, not that we're in love and she doesn't know it. anyways, back to the important part, which is that i'm in love. I've been for a good long while, and i guess I was okay with it. and by "it", I mean i'm okay with the fact that we've been good friends for a while. We'd hang out, as friends are wont to do, and it would be awesome, cause she happens to be one of the few people I feel legitimately happy around. Then, sooner or later, we'd go our separate ways, and then it would be considerably less awesome, cause every time she left, I'd die a little inside. Horrible pressure in my chest, bad feelings, the whole shebang.

But still, I was always okay with it cause of the awesomeness that came before, but lately it's been... bad. Moving away as a result of education totally sucks.

Postage!

so, it's been a couple of weeks since my first post annnndd.... I've having a huge problem getting motivated to post. So I thought it might be easier to post if I got a little more emotionally invested to the blog.

New Blog!

Awesome! Now I've joined the 50 million people who have made blogs, and will now be totally lost in the crowd