What kitty knows...


I was staring down a hole, filled with black water...and suddenly I can see my reflection again.

This is it, this is the end. At least, this is the last entry. A part of me is saying that I really need to let the whole thing go, but well, I never did deal well with change, and I'm most certainly a pack rat who can never let anything go. So while yes, this is the last entry, I probably won't delete the whole thing. If I can find the energy to figure out the whole image hosting thing (so so lazy to not have done it by now) then the format won't change. If not, then its going to revert back to one of the Dland blah blah ones. But I'm not going to be a paying customer anymore. I got my notice that my time's up in less than 30 days and I'm not sinking any more money into it. I want to buy a house. I don't need anymore extra expenses, especially ones I don't even use. Truthfully, I don't even read my old entries the way I used to. I don't want to. But I'm still not *quite* ready to axe them yet. I'll probably back them up on a disc somewhere and never look at them again for years, perfectly content with knowing that IF I wanted to, I COULD read them, but finding it completely unnecessary to do so. Heck, maybe I'll even print the damn thing out. Maybe I'll dig them up and read them one day to try and reference a date or something. Who knows. But this is it. It's over. I've moved on with my life and away from what I was. I guess you could say I finally found who I want to be. I'm getting married, I'm happy, still got no money, but I don't think about dying anymore. Actually, the thought of it terrifies me now. Who'd of guessed I might turn out normal? OH MY GOD, DOES THIS MEAN I GREW UP? *snerks* haha, yeah right. I'm never growing up. But I did finally find my balance. And that means I don't need you anymore Diaryland. I'm sad, but I'm not, y'know?

Good-bye and good-night.

10:19 p.m. - 2007-10-12


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