Hey, everyone! :-) I haven't made a blog entry in a while, and I thought that today - the official start of Spring Break for me, since I've been sick all week - would be a good day to make one. I don't want to waste your time by rambling, so let me get going.
A Special Person
It's been almost 3 years for me since I joined Mibba - even though my interest has been sporadic in those 3 years - and I just love it here. :-) It wasn't always like that, though. I didn't become (somewhat) active until a year after I first joined, which doesn't make sense. I know. But after that year passed, I posted some of my poetry, became fairly active and had some people I talked to, etc. Even so, I didn't really feel like a member. So, my activity dwindled and the interest I had in Mibba eventually ceased altogether. I came back about 10 months later, posted some more poems, went back off, and then came back for good on some date unknown, and I've been here ever since. The people I met in those 2 years didn't really ... stay with me. Hell, I can't even remember their names! But now that I've come back, I have met some splendidly wonderful people that I probably will remember until my senile stage hits. But this blog entry is about one in particular.
The Real Mitt Romney - do wat i want 2 wit my damn body Oh Lord, where do I even begin? You're crazy awesome, amazing, nice, and totally sexy. 8) Babygirl, you make me smile, which is very hard to do nowadays. I'm depressed or angry 98% of the time, or I just don't feel anything at all. I just can't figure out how to make it stop. But, when I talk to you, you lift my spirits and makes me feel ... happy - like I once was - and it's a fucking miracle. You're a Godsend, an angel. And it's like we made an instant connection the moment we spoke. That feels great, too. I don't exactly remember how we met (i know, i suck), but I'm sure glad we did. ♥ It's made my life better just knowing you and there's not enough gratitude in the universe to make you understand how much it means to me. Thank you.
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Writer's Block!
Blackout, my Jacky Vincent fanfiction, is in the works right now. Well, it has one chapter. I have the second chapter going, and it's fabulous. Absolutely fabulous. I love it and I'm loving where it's going. Even though that may be true, I'm absolutely stuck on how to end it. I don't know how ... It's like I can't ... There are ideas in my head on the ending of the chapter, but I just can't seem to write it down. I can't find the words to express the vision in my head. And it's irritating as Hell. Maybe I should just write out my ideas in paragraph form and see where it goes from there? Meh. All I know is that I have a massive bout of writer's block and I need a remedy for it. Soon.
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