About me, and other unnecessary things that you stalkers don't need to know about
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO PUT HERE?
Never mind. No one needs to know.
WHOEVER DID THAT, STAHP!
Huh. You've strayed into my domain.
^ Click dat.
Wait a second...
DID MY TEXT GET SMALLER?
WHAT? WHAT? WHHHAAAAAATTTTT?
That's honestly freaky. ...
So, let's just handle the small text problem with the big text probl-...
HOLY... WHAT IF I COMBINE THIS SMALL TEXT WITH THE SMALL TEXT CODE?
Here I go:
So... what happened?
Did it get smaller? YES? IT DID?
If you can read this right now, it's probably because you expanded the text by pasting it onto some document, you have good eyes, or you just made the screen bigger. You are now officially in my Hall of LAME unless you somehow have great eyesight.
If you actually got to get in the Hall of Lame (<- which is actually a great honor), then you must tell me at my wall.
The Hall of Lame:
OH WAIT. IF I MISTAKENLY FORGOT YOU OR YOU SHOULDN`T BE IN THIS MAGICAL WALL OF FA- I MEAN LAME, THEN YOU MUST TELL ME AT MY WALL... MY WALL IS SPRINKLED WITH WRITER`S DUST. THAT IS WHY!
^Laughing out loud.
^ I dare you to click that.
LOL. < LAUGHING SPACE OUT SPACE LOUD PERIOD
I realized I haven't said anything about myself.
Omg. This is hilarious.
So what would happen if this turned into a diary.
And the diary turned into a trend, and that would be awesome.
Well, I must begin.
This morning I ate.
This afternoon I went on to YWS.
Tonight, I plan to go to sleep.
Comments: That... was awkward (too lazy to write anything specific... :3)
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