Judgement Day's Eve

"Who knows?"

Now. As i said before, I am not trivia. Also, not famous and not going to be. Or at least, i'd hope i wasn't. I mean, how many people have heard of me? Not enough to be considered "fame", really.

Woke up today and was like. "Hey, it's really dark." Next thought: "If i ever meet an asian girl with waist length hair, i'd probably fall in love with them". Weird, but true, i guess. And sort of embarrassing but seeing as no-one reads and comments anyway, it won't matter. So count this as a journal with no reader but me. Who is also The Composer.

English was boorish. Stupid half-assed artwork can't compete with Eunice's and i'm sort of jealous. But not really because i didn't put in the effort, anyway. But it's a "hybrid". Nyeh.

Word Bubblies is something to do in your spare time i guess. Briefly considered getting a book for each subject again; paper + pen style, but then decided that i'm too lazy anyway.

And lo and behold the switcharoo. Never look away, lest someone change their name and be lost to you forever. Really, it's like roulette but with names and pictures. Interestingly enough, it's usually a change for the interesting.

Judgement Day for that Award is tommorow.

Hoping I win. (Duh.)