To you.

In a virtual world that consists of nothing but purchasing, impressing, and conversing with others, I am a lovely outcast.
In this nonsense blog, I'll apparently be whining and complaining over aspects of Ameba Pico, and occasionally, everyday life, in the words of a schizophrenic, delusional fifteen-year-old cross-dresser living in America.
I'm not promising to be bubbly and happy about anything, because I'm not.
In all honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing.
Hi, I'm Hope. It's nice to meet you.

And also, since I said this in a post way back before anything, the names of the posts are just whatever happened to be there when I pressed Ctrl+V.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Blogging is Good For the Soul.

But then again, so is chicken soup.
*This has nothing to do with Ameba Pico.

o_o I seriously think blogs are more of a virtual diary that everyone keeps out in the open for people to read for absolutely no reason. Or, they eventually turn into diaries of some sort. So I shall vow to not turn this into my little diary. Or else some disturbing stuff would come out.

*I plan on editing the layout and making it all personalized with my retarded drawings, but that day is not today. And it probably won't be tomorrow either. Or the next day. Or the next day. Or probably until I get either a tablet or Photoshop.

LESSON ON THE INTERNET, KIDDIES. Don't let your personal life interfere with your online life. Because:
1. No one even cares, and your probably don't even care yourself.
2. Some faggot will laugh at you.
3. I'll laugh at you.

And so, I have indirectly done exactly what I vowed not to do. ENFIN.
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