Ya know how fucking hard it is to write happy times in detail without it being boring.
Im such a happy person, but all my blog entries make me look like the most miserable bitch on the face of the earth.
I just dont find happiness interesting to others.
which makes sense, because most people spend alot more time talking about what they hate about someone, or what is going on in the world alot longer than you can talk about how fantastic things are.
Not enough words... or different perceptions for that matter...
we all see things we hate differently...
different reasons.
but we all like things for the same reason.
most of the time.
This is too much of a general statement.
slutevah.
party @ billyz.