Devastation And Reform

Ugh. Okay, the rest of this blog may be due to extreme lack of sleep, then sprinting for your life. But, I dunno. Okay, really now, where to start? Well, I don't enjoy talking anymore. Wooahhh~ Big shocker, I know. Sorrow is a bad thing. Let this be a lesson to yous. I'm an extremely quiet person now, compared to a month ago. :/ Many of my friends have even sat next to me and asked, "Is everything alright?" or "This isn't like you, what's up?" It's kinda hard to explain why I am quiet when I don't even know myself~ x3 I just blame it on being tired, even when I'm not. :o I suppose I have somewhat of a spiteful glare as well. O_o Now really, that's not my fault. x3 If I'm talking to someone that I never have talked to before they kinda have that... 'Is he gonna murder someone?' look on their face. ._. I suppose that's mainly 'cause of my hair, but still. If you're talking directly to me, then, I might seem myself, a bit. But, other then that... Yeah. What seems to be my fate, and I'm slightly excepting it, (Jazz~ Cover your ears~) I'm... Emo! -flail- Well, I don't know. I'm far off from being completely emo~ Even in my saddened state, I'm cheerful sometimes. :o All of this that I've said could be just from being tired. ._. So, I could be normal tomorrow or something~ In conclusion: Sleep is good, battle scars from paintball are good, reading is good, scream-o music isn't ssooo bad, my hair is emo-tastic, and God is amazing! :3