Hi guys.

Sally told me to write a journal.
And I am. (For once)
Doubt anyone would read it, maybe Sally will. But she knows everything here anyways.
Maybe I should write this on LiveJournal.
But no, cos then noone would read it and I'll be sad that I've wasted all that time.

So guys. Recently. I've suddenly become everyone's counsellor. It feels good, that someone trusts you, but then again, it feels bad because you don't really know what to say. I say it anyways.
Sometimes they get hurt or unimpressed. Well. Thats what you get when you book with me.

Today I went to Rainbow's End.
Its Coco's birthday.
We wore mustaches all day around the place. I had the Bandit. Then the Rogue. Then the Casanova.
I took some pictures. Check them on my bebo [link]

I have pins and needles in my foot.
Yeah you guys don't care.

My journals are so boring.
Thats why I never write any.