Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
-Marianne Williamson

bring me back to the railroad track. Run into the railroad track, run along with captain Jack, a de-da-do a de-da-doo a de-da-de-da-dooo. O_O oh, hello I'm on... -looks at the metaphorical TV camera known as the blog text box-

Okay, I know I know, I haven't updated this in forever... I haven't submitted anything in forever. I'm not even nice enough to check other peoples journals... and I deserve a slap in the face by anyone willing to give it (except random strangers, only friends can be angry at me.) But the thing is... I was gone so long, it was hard to think of an even worth updating about. I mean... a lot of events happened, but most of it is on IMVU and I have so many adventures there that after a while; romance, gender bending, drama, friends disappearing, and random flirtation, and ending up in places that I'd never imagine including a ship that fly’s and has an outdoor couch -on which I have forced many a men to use as head pillows- It all seems less like an adventure, and more like a daily life thing. Plus explaining my tales of IMVU would be confusing as hell to anyone who's never used it before.

Not to say there isn't enough drama for me to write a poem or two, or ten. It's just that, I don't feel the need to anymore. I write when I have so much emotion or so many ideas to realise and I'm tired to dwelling on it by myself. But... I'm not by myself anymore. I've made a lot of friends on IMVU, friends that are there while the drama is happening, people I can talk to even before it's all over.

In other words... though a lot has happened. I'm so happy, because I never feel alone anymore. I may be stareing at a screen who knows how far away from the people I'm talking to, but all I can see is a bunch of friends sitting around on a couch, jokeing around, or relateing to each other.

I am very popular, and very loved. I have more than I can ask for... I can even live out my yaoi fangirl fantasys with the hottest guys you'd ever see on the web, but that's a whole other story.

As far as real life, as usual because of the summer my real life has come to a hault and I've become and interenet couch potato.

Grades at the end of the year are still pretty decent. Got an A, 2 B's and C last semester. Pretty good for someone who was first over their head, then didn't really give a fuck, then over their head again because of lazyness.

haven't found myself a new job... which I really should seriously work on soon. I needz cash, and to prove to my dad I can be responsible or else he'll never let me move out...

Anyway... I'll try to explain some of my adventures and friends later... Right now I have some rated M fanfics that I've been wanting to read for a while -snicker- oh, and if any of you know any really good websites with adult fan fiction, more perferably with a good selection of Death note stories, lemme know. A fangirl needs her fuel

love you all!!!

Namaste'

~Anna~

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