Silly, stupid little girl. You think that you are, perhaps, but you are not and now you know it. Hanging on to their words like a naive little puppy, disappointed and hurt when they don't and a little happy inside that they do. What makes you you? So different from everyone else? Do you realise you have nothing? You can't draw, you can't write for groundnuts let alone those worth $600 000. You hardly make yourself stand out for anything. You can't lead, but yet you can't really follow either. What are you, eh? You like this and you don't like that but you can't study anyway so everything just falls apart. You complain and the fastest way out is to just quit even though you know that's not the solution to everything. You know you have to work hard but you don't want to because it's work. And it's work you hate. I like geography, you say, but you're not really THAT good at it, are you? I hate chem, you say, and you automatically hate the teacher that comes with it because they are SO bad at teaching you. It's their fault that I don't like them and hardly pay attention, you say, but you know that it's because YOU could hardly care less.

It's only you who's right in the world and everyone else is stupid for not understanding you.

I AM UNIQUE! you want to say.

No, seriously, what makes you YOU?

Nothing, and you sigh in defeat. I am inferior, and plain, and ordinary, to boot.


Hahahaha.

Usually, I just ignore my Livejournal and post everything on Blogger, but I'm on my sister's laptop and I'm not going to go disturb her Blogger account on it. My keyboard pretty much died on me since I can't type quite a number of letters, and important ones too at that >_>

A, S, D, F, J, K, L and the | or \ key,
and on the numpad: 1, 2, 3 and the enter key orz.

I'm not going to click every single letter I want to type on the onscreen keyboard since it'll take me over half an hour just to type a short entry. On my blog you'll see an example of what I did instead - I just got a picture of lined paper and wrote on it using my graphic tablet, so it resembles a written notebook page. Pretty cool but my hand tires out rather quickly too.

Livejournal's kinda fun to post on, but all my history's been on Blogger (since February 2005 yo) and I'm not about to go and abandon it straightaway. If I could transfer the posts to Livejournal I wouldn't mind...but I doubt that's like possible, right?

Oh, and Happy Birthday Finland?

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( tl;dr )

breathing momentary life into this thing! when was the last post...last year?!

oh forks no, it was last, last year.

so what happened in between? well, lessee...I aged about two years, barely survived my 2nd year in RGS and is now officially labeled an

AT RISK

student. you just gotta love having a 2.4 GPA in a top school where everyone's supposed to get 3.6s. ah well. ain't so bad getting out of RGS anyway if it comes down to it. GOOD RIDDANCE MY UNNECESSARY STRESS, HELLO O LEVELS.

orzorzorz.

you know what, I'm just doing this to make my LJ feel a little love.

feeshes. maybe i'll actually use this thing more in future.

shut up, the house lizard in the kitchen. imma go switch on the bathroom light now.

this was what I ended up drawing instead of a person, cos the girl's face was as ugly as...yeah, well, it was ugly anyway so I erased it.

Yohoho and a bottle of Vanilla Coke.

Anyhow, I shall just introduce myself as Cyazlars. You DO NOT need my last name. This LJ was created so that I could comment on my friend Miss Tactless/Passive/Thoughtful/among other things' (at least it wasn't full of vices, right?) LJ. Sometimes I cannot decide whether to laugh or lop her head off with a scythe.

I have no idea what I'm gonna use this LJ for, probably a dumping ground from Blogger or as a sentimental site full of my deepest heart's feelings (possible, but I have no wish to make it so). And so, this concludes my first post.

Yeeha,
Cyazlars