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I bet you are wondering what the hell the title is talking about. Well, to be quite honest, I can't tell you. It's a secrect. So let it remain a mystery, lost to the ages.

Now to non existant business.... To start, Hi. This week or so in my life... Well, not much happend actually. It's a wonder i'm even typing this. You know what? Maybe it's all SOO pointless, i'll just turn off my computer, and you random peoples reading this will never know this existed. Never. Ever. Perhaps now you are wondering if there was another entry like this? One full of deep, personal, secrects. Which no one will ever see, because I decided to turn off the computer, and walk away.

Memories...

Question... What IS a memory? Where does it come from? Is it possible to transfer one memory from one person to another? Sure... We'd all love to think that memories are more that something hidden in our brain.. But really.. That's all they are. But, what ARE they in the brain? Can you scan for memories? Remove memories? Alter memories? Add memories? Restore memories? Is it possible to re-live your whole life? Who knows... But, it would be fun, except for the fact that well, you'd be some person sitting in a room, no expression, re-living your life, eventually re-live the re-living.... And then DIE. Not THAT fun, now that I think about it... Oh well. Somethings were never ment to be...

WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU????

Okay.... Attention grabing title, no? Well, it's referencing my journal... Which I just cannot find... God dang it... I WANNA WRITE CRAP ALL OVER YOU!!!! grrr.... I have some new poems and thoughts... And some random dreams... And life events... Why did we just have to tear up the whole goddamn house just to redo my whole room... it's ONE tiny section of the house... GOSH!!!

Anyways... Me and Master Hamonic, we went to the ex yesterday.. AND I LOST MY VIRGINITY!!! That is, to going upsidedown on a ride. It's too bad... I wanted more and more hardcore rides, but the park peoples just HAD to turn off the good rides because of the thunder storms.. rghhghghghg.... Oh well. Life's good. Me and Miles are actually talking for once... That always a blast (no, really, it is), and, Gaia's birthday is coming up... WHICH I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT!!! Sorry Gaia... It's too bad you'll never read this apology. All in all... Nothing very interesting, or meaningfull... TOODLES!

Secrects...

You know... These days everyone seems to have secrects... Some, good secrects, ones that have a reason for being secrects. Some, just pointless, random secrects that don't really have a point to being kept hidden... Like people who lie about their age. WTM MUCH. And, most people have an outlet for there secrects, be it another person, a xanga, a diary, or a combination. It's funny how most people these days chose the non-human option. Why? I don't know. Perhaps its comforting to tell everything to a something that gives you no backtalk. You could slam it and plot murders and what not... AND IT WOULDN'T GIVE A DAMN!

I sometimes feel compelled towards the non-human option... But... I can't really use it. Because A: I lost my journal and am too lazy to go find it. B: Shoshana reads this somtimes, and I can't exactly write deep, personal feelings on here. c: I can' t make another one because I have no idea what the password is. SO... I have to resort to the human factor... Which is normaly Steve, and well... Steve kind of hates all things Shoshi. And no one else has really come forward to be my little floodgate of personal thoughts... Other than Morgan. However, i'm more of his little floodgate, and I don't really have anything to say to him anyways... AND. That concludes todays crap entry. ENJOY!

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