Haha. Voices is getting my hyper. I just wanna go outside and jump or run around.. xD Anyway, this isn't what I wanted to talk about. But darn, I swear it's playing louder than usual! o-o Which is awesome. As you might notice, I change subjects very suddenly. For no reason. The worst I did... Was probably some ranting while my friend said he was going crazy. "-Rants for minutes.- So, why're you going crazy?". xD I make myself laugh. -_-;; I overuse smileys, too. But that's meh problem, not yours. Alllrriiight. Been a while I logged in here. Haven't been doing much drawing lately. Just got a little bored of it, I guess. Writing is more my thing. My cure, my sanity, my little dome away from the world... x]

So, what to write about? I doubt anyone on here will care, but hey, I'll write anyway. I'm bored and have nothing to do for the moment.

Myself and old me -
Anything new? Eh. I don't really know. It's hard to analyse yourself, you know? But still... I feel like I've changed. Which results in me feeling like I'm looking through someone else's eyes, like they aren't mine even if they are... x_O Oh well. I'm pretty sure I've matured a bit, the way I talk and act, I don't feel like it's the same anymore. Maybe it's being in a more serious-ish relationship, finding out what it was really like to be with someone who loves you. Bleh, don't get me wrong, I'm not taken. ;D Beh. I think he got me more flirty, too. xD Rawr. Anyway, I haven't changed my way of thinking. Sex and kissing stays to the one I love. No one for the moment. I am virgin though. xD And wanting to stay until 17 and a half, at least. I'm still as careful. I'm on the pill, yet I still don't wanna in case I'd get pregnant. Maybe I just need to find someone I'll be really comfy with? Who knows. B'sides that... I've gotten more confident. I've always been confident, don't get me wrong. But I mean.. Talking to people, showing what I do, expressing myself and such. I'm not nearly as shy as before. Hehe... There's even this guy at Yogi's... Okay, okay. I'll talk about that later. So... I see my last entry was on Feb 18th '06. Wow. xD We're... Sept 8th '07? A year and a half, more or less. Wow... I was fourteen back then? Ŷeah. Wow. I'm gonna be 16 in less than a month now. That's weird. Oh well. Physical changes? Yeah, a tiny bit. My face is starting to look more mature. Which fits my personality and looks much better than the 13-ish face. What's my personality, eh? Eh. I'm never the same, so how to describe myself? I don't have any mental health problems. I just change a little depending on the person I talk to. But usually... Let's get the basis. I won't give a damn about strangers. I know, I'm extremely cold at times. I won't budge at something anyone would naturally pout and try to help. It's just me. Though, I can be as nice as I can be cold. Even to friends... If you come up whining to me about a tiny problem as if it was huge, don't expect me to give you any pity. I'm rough. Stand up for yourself or stay behind. Buut... I'm gonna give an example, though see it as if it was something emotional. You're one of my good friends. We're in the forest, rough terrain. Very exhausting to walk in. You're tired, almost unable to walk any further... I've already told you to shut up and keep up ten times, but now you just sit down and try to catc your breath. I warned you, I'll go on. No need to wait for anyone since I can fend for myself. I can't stand to leave someone behind. I'll step back to you, grab your arm and just help you continue with that annoyed look. I'm the kind to say "Swallow whatever happens, you can't change it. Stop whining and get the hell on with life.". It's the way I live. No matter how hard it is, I just go forward, I know living in the past won't bring me any good. It might be weird, but I learned that from running, something I love to do. The burning in the shins, the weakness of the legs, the pain in the stomach, the stinging in the lungs, you're about to faint... But you go on. You keep running. I love that feeling, there's nothing better. Then... When you get to the goal... You get this feeling of intense sastifaction. You went through something awfully hard, yet you're still standing. You wanna lay down and die, but you're still up, slowly taking your breath back while your heartbeat slows down. I love it. I can't get enough of it. ...Eh, hehe. '^-^ Yeah, I tend to rant on and on like that when you get to something that passionates me. Those are my two passions, writing and running.

Love life -
Now how the hell does that have anything to do with you? You're probably wondering, and so am I. So... This'll stay a little secret between me and those who already know about it. ;D Though, I can tell you a few things about what I'm looking for or something, I guess. I don't really care. Love isn't something I'm so in need of. Sure, it's nice... But always so painful in the end. I don't see the point of it. Eh, expect the usual girly girly stuff on this? Oh, hell no. I ain't that kinda girl. I hate being stereotyped as that too. I don't need someone to look out for me, I'm doing it for myself, got that? My guy needs to understand that, that I need my indepedance. Hm... I'm not really looking for anything precise. Or it clicks, or it doesn't. That's all.

So, besides all this... I don't have much to say for the moment. I'll probably be posting some stuff I wrote or will write and that's about it. School's going well, love some of my courses... Oh. I said I'd talk about the Yogi guy, right? Man, I hope that if I ever get to be friends with him he doesn't read this. xD Nothing bad, but I still find it embarrassing. I know he speaks English... (My first language is French, so's his, I'm assuming.) Well. I got a puppy, Dahmie. Labrador-coiley. He's working in the multi-canine section at Yogi's. Yogi's a pet shop. The multi-canine section is where they train the dogs, get them docile, sit, lay down, all stuff. Also make sure they don't become aggressive and all. He's got an awesome job. xD So, yeah. Noticed him in the pet shop. Goth-ish. Love that. My own style. xD;; So, yeah. We didn't talk much. Second time we went, I thought he'd ignore me. But when he saw me, he waved at me and came over to see Dahmie. He seems to like her a lot, and she surely likes him a lot too. He calls her dirty since she isn't potty-trained yet. xD Or clean, as we say. Then he helped us with the cage stuff, what we had to know and all that. I love his eyes! We have about the same color, brown, but his are darker. Mine are honey-brown, my friend says... But his are... Hmm... It's hard to find a good comparison. They're just awesome. xD;; Not quite milk chocolate. I dunno. A pretty dark brown... But it seems light at the same time! >_< He has shiny eyes? xD Anyway. He has special eyes, I say. So, yeah. My mom asked him his phone number, saying I wanted to know him better. Which was true. I was waiting outside, bit too shy for that. xD He whispered he was too old. xD 25 isn't too old. I hang out with people who're 22, 24, 36 and 42! Sheesh. Oh well. But he said I was really cute though. x] Hehe. xD Anyway, don't get me wrong. I'm not interested in him "that" way. I just want him as a friend. From the way he talked, he seemed really nice, and I lack friends offline. xD Especially friends who have things in common with me. ;-; Oh well. I'm the lonely type, but I enjoy the occasional company. xD He wasn't there yesterday or today, guess he doesn't work on Fridays and Saturdays. I'm running out of excuses to go at Yogi's. Anyone has ideas? x_O

Well, I guess this'll be it for the moment. x]
Hope I didn't write this for nothing! xD
Later.