The irony is amazing. Right after commenting Cece about how she gets people that tell her she's gorgeous ('cause it's true), I get some creepy dude telling me the same thing about me.

Why does the universe hate me so?

It's friggin cold right now. It's a nice day outside, no clouds, nice and sunny (if you like sun, which I don't), but it's freezing. It's probably just me. So I've got jeans and 2 shirts on, socks (as compared to the usual nothing), fingerless gloves (wtf, i know. gloves?!?), and a blanket. Rofl.

Told you I was cold. And eating ice probably doesn't help.

I haven't been on deviantART for a while, apparently... while I usually only have to check like 9 deviations and maybe 3 messages, I had 68 deviations and 17 messages. Wow. Just... wow.

And this is my motivation to actually post another journal. Although I was kind of gonna post all that stuff anyway. Ah well.

RULES :

* Each person tagged must post 8 random facts about themselves
* Tags should write a journal of these facts
* At the end of the post, tag 8 more people
* Go to their pages and leave a comment telling them they're tagged

About Me:

I've been vegetarian for over a month, and plan on becoming vegan, eventually... probably a very, very long time from now. And it's not a phase, for the last time. XD
I can't think when put on the spot; brainstorming is not my forte. Not only am I horrible with coming up with things like "8 random facts about me," but I'm really unoriginal, too.
I must come off as gay because I've had several people (you know who you are XD) ask me if I like girls. It's probably because I'm not an open book when it comes to who I think is cute... like a bunch of people I know. But seriously... trust me, I swing the right way. Lmao.
I have a pretty big sweet tooth. More or less just slightly sweet things in large quantities. Although I did eat chocolate chips by themselves yesterday...
I don't have a favorite color, a favorite song, a favorite food... anything, really. So don't ask me what my favorite 'whatever' is.
I don't ever actually remember laughing out loud on a normal basis. So yes, it's always been the silent laugh.
I've been invited to spend time in Hawaii, New York, and Oregon (with horses... on a ranch.) by my rich cousins on my dad's side who are all way older than me. But they're cool. So... yay for potentially lengthy vacations?
I don't usually finish things I start. Old drawings? Still incomplete. Food? Always something left on my plate. I'm horrible with following through. So try not to get me to make promises... for your own sake.

Ok, I think that's 8... it took me forever to think of this stuff.

I probably don't have enough friends in order to tag people...