Attempts at this journal: 2


I would, but not politically correctly, call myself an agony aunt, but you never know in life what sort of wierd questions you get asked. For me, it's suicide monthly, love fortnightly, illness and opinon weekly followed by an empty dullness. I was originally gonna write this journal on a whole section about dissidia but just gaming talk is boring. I instead came to this topic, after..well..I just gave silly advice to someone about love and..err..it's worked..I wont get asked some embaressing questions anymore that makes everyone else go "shhhhhh", and 2 small fragments of the world have changed. One in growth, and my own patch back to square 1. I still have my little mini-fan club at least XD, but it's kinda a shivering sensation when you see someone progress with their life and to leave you at the start or even at the sideline. Obliged now to keep up, eventually you either grab a hand and pull it with you, or you dont keep up with life and love. Imagine it how you want it to be = /. See it like this I think.

<caution, imagination needed or you will explode XD>

Imagine in your mind a running track, or the track of life. You stand there at the front of the pack, wearing your favourite outfit or even something you'd dream of wearing, or your ideal attire. The pistol shoots and you run, run as fast as you can, with the world cheering on. As your life gets older, imagine the people that conflict with you at that age catching up and forming a pack. Some that progress run ahead of you. Some that go lower slow down, and those that you forget split in different directions into the distance. Those that stay-stay with you. Those that you rival against speed up, and so you speed up too, shoulder barging each other until one of you disappears, and those that you fall in love with run fast. You give it your all for as long as you can until they disappear as well. If you truely love them, then they slow down, and you slow down as well. Fall in love and BANG! you grab their hand and you run a little faster. Nothing matters anymore, you dont mind where you come in the race of life, so long as you finish it with someone at the same time.

well..ehehe...i have a pretty vivid imagination, so not everyone will get what the meaning of it is, but if so then good.If you've read this far then thanks for doing so.


MY BIIG QUESTION TODAY IS "how do you think you help people cope with life?" is it reassurance? help? feel-good factor? Post in the comments cause I wanna know.




quick flick about life before I go

1) My room's been altered. so its actually clean for once. yuck Xo. it feels so damn empty now its creepy. On the plus Apparently I can have the old tv for it now = )

2)Holidays sunk in to be boring. No-one is doing anything for any time. My Ghibli collection and a few other films keep me sane for a lil longer.

3: isnt coming to the expo this october due to finance. Im not allowed to say boo cause I get smacked for guilt trips XD. Im not doing well myself tbh, but not everybody brings £100+ or even +50. there are those that just bring a 10 or 20..but...since its the expo, gotta agree that petty money amounts dont count well. SO! I needs a new group to go with to the expo cause obviously its gonna be lame by myself, my geography of travel is below human standards, and cause I er..need somone to help me with my wig direction. I'm trying though to find one and im gonna give it til the end of the month, otherwise im not going, and the money rolls over to christmas presents and possibly my next cosplay.

4) still waiting for the release of cloudnine -_-. Least I am famous as soon as I start instead of playing pointlessly and then suddenly becoming famous out of mingling with the already famous by accident = p.

5) Uni starts on the 16th. I really hope my class is a good bunch and not a load of chavs. Fingers crosssssssseeeeddddd. I might bring a demon banishing kit just in case though XD


Another rant done XD. It's 1:49 a.m and I am jumping from chair to chair cause there is a huge and fast spider in the lounge. Nights all!!


DIE KEFKA!!!...stupid..clown...wont..ruddy..die. (moral is dont buy dissidia if you happen to be afraid of clowns. Not afraid of clowns? he'll freak you out anyway. GO ZIDANE!!)