Its 1:37 am. I'm tired and have no idea still how to work this page. I feel like I'm some weird star ship captain making a personal log. Well, stardate today (Christmas day). I don't like it how people write X-mas, it is 'actually' Christmas and you can't change the fact that it's a Christian holiday about the birth of 'Jesus'. These people who say it only give more proof and help this day to become the materialistic and meaningless commercial excuse of a day its becoming! So stop! *glares*

I can't stay mad at you... journal... erm... I'm getting nice clothes for Christmas. My first ever short black dress (sexay with my knee high boots) and also a black top with a red tie that looks like Gerard Way's from MCR! It is SO cool! I've woken up thinking about it!

Oh, I had this dream that me and my best friend were eating earings, and I ironically said to her, "you can't eat the top of the earing 'cause its metal." Is that before or after you choke on the dangly bit Trish? Huh? Huh?

Anyway, so I'm writing stuff yeah... I'm trying. I hate having great ideas in my head and not being able to capture them onto paper- I wish my mind could be filmed (not all of it *evil grin* I am a slash girl), but yeah, it'd be better that way!

So this is kinda fun! I didnt wanna write a journal entry but I HAVE! Thankyou for the abscence of applause, I'll take it as a queue to leave, but before I go... nah, I have nothing planned.

Goodnight, God bless and MERRY "CHRIST"MAS!!!

~ Trish (and yes, I can twich erotically!)