So...I talked things out with the red head in Cambridge who was all apologies and it was nice and he complimented me in the best Derek way that he could. I couldn't ask for anything better out of that boy (man?). I'll still hit him up on AIM but yeah, it's a tad weird but in a way all that confusion he caused me is not worth it anymore. I'll let the boys come to me. *rush rush rush* DIANA IS ON SALE! I can be found on the clearance rack right nest to your favorite winter jacket. You'll probably go straight for that great jacket and ignore me. Don't worry, I understand. I would probably do the same thing.

I can't sleep and this is simply why I am here. I strive for the updates though. I have an audience to entertain. I found the coolest site ever in my life tonight. It's so much cooler than the MOC or the LnC and such...MADRADHAIR. Yeah, it sounds sorta lame and you're like what the fuck is this all about but then it makes sense and it falls into place and it's an awesome place you should go there. GO GO GO!!! It's amazing the "scene" culture you find online. I'm not part of the scene but if I was I would be on there. *wink wink* Hey, I just know they're waiting for me to sign up over there. I just need pictures of my cool blue streaks. Yeah, I know you love it. Actually, the Starbucks girl complimented me today on my hair. Go me!

I like exclamations. They make my life a bit more fun. We all need that.

I want to sleep. Why can't I sleep? I'm on so many drugs you could open me up as a CVS. Hahahaha...sorry, that simply wasn't that funny. I will refrain from making corny jokes in the coming updates.

Love. *sigh* I'm a big cheeseball and I love it. I can't help it. I'm being more open and I understand the meaning of life (what? Diana's a lier.) and everything is coming up roses and blah blah blah, the end. Go read Fight Club and find out what the blah's are about. I love when he goes all ZEN in the book. I LOVE it. I do. I really do.

Tattoos? Yay or Nay? I'm all about the tattoos. I think I might be on speed. I really am just not tired at all. My throat is better and I have that sick taste in my mouth but I can't get to sleep though I know I should. It's almost 4 am. Why am I fucking up? This is the best I've felt all day. All fucking day. It was 19 degrees out today and it was awful. Now I have a dry cough. Stupid cough syrup.

I like scarves and hats and mittens and winter clothing and snow but why does it need to feel so cold. I could do without all the wind and that awful salt that makes your converse all-stars all yucky. Someone please tell my pipes to shut up and make the mice stop working on the water system in 100. Damn mice with hammers.

I WANT TO SLEEP DAMMIT...and with that i'm off.... 
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