Wednesday, September 29, 2004
uncorrect this, biatch!

      This entry isn't about anything special. None of my entrys are hahaha. Well, while talking to Geoff, I somehow managed to 'uncorrect' my own spelling. So now, I shall continue to uncorrect everyone's spelling. Until I forget in like ten minutes that is. Joel uncorrected my spelling, then continued to say some nice things to me which were spelled terribly wrong. Hahahaha, we decided that you always mess up the spelling when you're saying something important.

      The one thing I totally hate about this is that you can never write what you really feel, because you don't want someone else to know or whatever. I think I might have already written about this, but it's bugging me. Heh, I mean if I wrote down everything that crossed my mind, I'd probably have no friends eventually. But yea, hum, that's all I have to say about that. Go see "The Forgotten." It kicks ass.

      If no one knows you as well as you know yourself, (this is completely random... sort of) and someone says they love you, but there's absolutely nothing about you to love... who's right, you or them? I don't think that made any sense. It's like, no one knows everything about you, especially not all the terrible things, yet they say they love you... so do they love you, or do they love the person you let them see. Which brings me to my other point. If you act differantly around different people, are you putting up an act or... I don't know, is that just part of you? I guess I'm wondering if I am everything bad and that is who I am, or am I also the nice laughing person... or is that just a mask. Ok, I'm not making any sense now.
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