Amerah Person

I've been reading things. Because I like to do that. I like reading things that have been written a while ago, before I knew of them. (I'm not necessarily meaning books here.) It kind of made me want to write that I like to do that. So this is it. Hello, Blogger.com.
Those things I was reading..sort of inspiring, as I mentioned with the previous part, and also depressing. I don't knowwww.

I sort of wanted to "blog" more often. Because when I didn't have a computer, sort of like...since 5th grade, I kept a real journal in a book. It wasn't a personal narrative, just random stuff.. and then I tried doing a personal narrative earlier in this school year, but that was disrupted by some leaving the house of my almost-former-stepfather and that whole event's hecticness/weird times. Then came the computer...of which I love verrrrry much, and I call it Dandy Warhol. With the computer came the ability of type, and so that I did. For a little while I would just type whatever I was thinking and save it as a works document or something. After a bit that stopped. But I was thinking this might be good...see if I like doing more of this. If I can think of something to write as much as possible.

Um. I just decided to move a bunch of files around in my computer a little bit ago. I came across some random conversations that apparently I saved while I was talking with Luke.


I think we're very random.

Yes.. Today was my birthday. I guess I talked about that enough elsewhere. It was weird...I got up, and my mom gave me socks. :) I love socks...I have so many. She said something else is coming in the mail, though...so that'll be nice. I guess. We had cake later.

I don't have any friends here. xD Well, I have people I know but honestly, the only people that I would be totally comfortable hanging out with all the time is the person I do hang out with all the time. But I bore the heck out of everyone, so that's understandable. I don't know what else to do with people around, besides make videos and watch them. And edit sometimes. ;D

I should stop typing... I feel a little better than before I started, so...yes.. I still feel like talking to people, though.

I stole my friend's magazine. It's still sitting here on my floor, right by the computer. Neatly open to page 84. I wonder if anyone will notice.