Probably not. I don't really come on much anymore. There's tons of people that left mibba, I realize. That's sort of saddening. Jill is never on. Never. She never goes on tumblr, either.
:'(
But anyway. I'm fifteen now. My birthday was eight days ago. April 22nd. I remember when I joined this site, I was twelve (almost thirteen, though) and I was just...ridiculous. Oh, man. I think I have my first "about me" saved on this computer, somewhere. I'm not going to look for it though, and I'm definitely not going to show you all. How embarrassing. Luckily, pretty much no one talked to me back in those days. Except Jill.
Getting off topic. I was going to say that I don't really want to be fifteen. It just seems to close to eighteen. With fourteen, I feel there was a younger sort of...I don't know. Connotation? Fifteen just seems on a different level. Not a good one, either.
Oh, god, I haven't updated Running Water in almost a year. Yikes. Well. It probably won't happen anytime soon, since all I can produce is drabbles.
Speaking of, anyone want to do a comment swap? Or read for free? Heheh. Really, though, I'd like more feedback on some of my drabbles. Just keep in mind, if we comment swap, that the length of what I'm giving you is under 200 words, probably. No way it's more than 400. So be fair.
Stories up for the swap:
-Prayer
-4:50
-Ribbons
So. I don't really know why I made this journal. Tumblr, anyone?
modern warfare 2 > black ops
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