I’ve started writing in two other diary things, basically because no one read this one… actually, they’re more like spots where I can rant about life, which pretty much what this was, ateeheehee.

Here’s one. Girls suck. Mhmm. Shouldn’t be too hard to guess which one I am.

Here’s the other. Watch out kids, this one gets dirty sometimes. Though not from me, considering… well, considering. It’s me.

I’ll probably still write in this, due to the fact that I know one friend of mine will leave a red footprint somewhere undesirable on me if I don’t. It’s just that, well, my creative juices run out after writing in those two spots, and heaven knows I haven’t got them to spare. I’ll probably just end up writing “poot” in here every once in a while.

Poot.
Poot poot.
Poot? Poot poot. Poot poot poot.