The Horse-Eyed Moron Strikes Again

Yeah, ignore the title. I have know clue what the hell it means. Lets just get down to business (to defeat the Huns, heheheh). I feel quite unreal. I want to get engaged in the activities set before me, and I know a way of doing it, but it's so hard. Wow, that was winny. I really need to cut the bullshit and just do the work. I really really really really do.

Continuing Attacks

So, as these attacks on my soul continue, I can't help but feel like a person who just quit smoking, shaky, twitchy, and desperately wanting something that I can't have. On another note, I feel happy right now. That's right; despite all of the attacks on my happiness, none of them have been able to harm the core, none of them are strong enough to bring me all the way down. They can show me the bottom for split seconds at the time and make me feel like a bungee jumper on his way down, but other than those little jumps, nothing big. It's a good thing too, for I feel very fine and dandy. Now that sounded fake, but I assure you it's not. Now lets discuss something else, shall we?

First Thoughts

Welcome to my stupid blog. This is the place where I post my thoughts that run through my head right as they run through my head, so good luck interpreting them, mister, or miss, or whatever kind of creature you might be that can understand the English language.