...Humph, well here's another waste of a day. Lately I can't draw, write or even think. I just kinda lay around and drift...but that's not even working like it used to.-sigh- this stupid diary thing is just another place for me to complainand write junk just to pass the time...Ho hum. So pointless...

...My spelling is quite pathetic as well...I type really hasty with my clumsy fingers and it isn't always a good thing...actually when would it be a good thing? I thought I was gonna go away now...Why am I typing to myself...?

...A diary huh? Well I'm not one for diarys...I use to get diarys all the time when I was little. I used to go to this Mill Christmas party thing and get stuck being dressed up as an elf. I was afraid of that dumb Santa too, i would alwasy to to Ms. Claus and everytime thay handed out presents I would get these stupid Diarys...anyway, there is a rant of the day. 
I'm writing, or rather typing in the space merley to make use of it to bore all of you out of your mind with my rambling nonsence...how fun!
Today is just like every other day...bland and boring...like oatmeal that sicks to your mouth and makes it hard to eat. Kinda like my day. No excitement, no flavor, and my days seem to be sticky...they just won't go away. How I came to that conclusion is beyond me. -sigh- What bordom can spawn is quite amusing actually...actually not, in this case. I think I'll go away now...