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I didn't like that last journal very much... So it shall be no longer shown on my front page. As it is dead. But there's still some reason to look up, I suppose.

I think I like staying to parties until after midnight. It just...you know, sucks to get home after telling your parents you'd be home at around 9:30... Uneventful, but meh, I wouldn't have wanted to spend this day any other way? Yayz for having a life. I just wish I could have been less of a dick sometimes. EDIT: 12/6/06. Paul's b-day party. I got her number. We talked on the phone tonight. For half an hour. Would have gone on even longer if it weren't for her father. Wish me good luck guys. Here's looking at me kid.

I don't know what really goes into a journal. This is an art site, so it should probably reflect my art, or someone elses. I don't do art. I've sucked at it ever since I gave it up when I was 11, because I was scared people would think it weird that I was always drawing X-Men. And because I was told that I couldn't draw a Vegeta to save my life. I remember ripping up my drawing of Trunks in the 4th grade, because Keifer told me it was bad. He then called me a dumbass. So yeah. Should a journal reflect my life? You people don't want to read that, it's boring as it is. Which is why I must sound pseudo-intellectual here, so you think there's so