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Why am I listening to "Ana Haifa"? No, I'm not tied up and as a form of torture being forced to listen to this. I question my taste sometimes. I'm jealous that I would never be able to record a song titled "I am Janny!" and pass it off as music.
side note: Gosh, she's gorgeous. Plastic surgery and all, but I'll save that topic for another day.
...I caught myself today having a conversation with this blog. In my head, of course. *I'm not crazy, I swear*
Blog: Where have you been?
Janny: Out...
Blog: You're lying! You've been writing other blogs, haven't you?
Janny: No, You don't understand. I've just been busy. (runs off crying)
I need to get out.
In other non-news, I found my diary from high school. After I read it, I proceeded to shred it up. If anyone ever read it, I might have been the first person to die from embarrassment. It was absolutely ridiculous.
After hours of trying to figure out this whole blogger thing, I have a layout that doesn't make me want gouge my eyes out. Mad respect to all you bloggers, 'cause I think I lost a few brain cells trying to figure it all out. "Why did I even try this blog thing out?" I caught myself thinking. Well, lemme start from the beginning. I once googled "abaya styles" and I happened to land across a ton of blogs. One thing led to another (this is starting to sound like a dirty affair), and I found myself following some blogs. Now, occasionally, there would be no new posts and I would have too much time on my hands. Me + a lot of time = trouble. I would find myself on a Wikipedia page about mice. I wouldn't even remember how I got there. It was like I internet blacked-out. Anywho, I'll write whenever I have time ('cause, you know, I'm sooo busy).
L8r y'all.
And yes, I speak like I'm out of a terrible 90s movie.