as some of you know, my evil activity has been reduced by an unforeseen event...
some knights of Good -you'd expect that they should be pretty like
hell (pun kind of intended, though it is lame) and they weren't even that handsome >.<- have slaughtered my camera,
although I thought they were gladiators, seeing it happened near the Colosseum,
but fear not my evil followers,
there is still hope -can I actually use that term, in my evil being,
though despair is not really the correct term for this situation either... hmmm-
the people who raise me -also called parents- and I are working on a solution
-a 1MP better solution to be precise-
Until the time that my evil equipment will be replaced or restored,
I won't be silenced... no we won't give up
we will write, upload old evilness, use other's photos and put it magically together and let's call it photomanipulations,
do not despair, for I am not dead x]
ok I am done with all my evilness-talk/rant...
what's up, with my niggaaahz? -yah, I am actually the new reincarnated wiggah, lol... you'd wish-
My holiday is getting to his end, though I am begging him to stay.
Anyway, my weekend is filled up with some party, pressie shopping, youth movement thingie -not sure-, reading books, studying,...
it is likely that I won't be on that much, due to brain failure caused by a fatal headache -the 666th to be precise; gooood, I am born to be a dramaqueen with no sense of humour, at all-
what else to say? well I have been thinking about the whole 'friendship' concept and realised that I need a serious talk with some of my so called friends, though I haven't figured things out myself, I know more or less whom I can trust by now. Anyway,
this week has been rather low key, though I had a marvellous time with a new acquaintances, or let me call it a friend =] he knows himself who he is.
Also I realised that I am not caring about the whole 'labelling' thing any more. One should call me the names that one pleases. Frankly, I could not be bothered any more.
If a person thinks I am a slut, then that is what he thinks.
The same for the whole emo/scene/goth thingie. everybody has an own opinion and everybody is free to use it in every way he wants. Besides, who am I to say what someone's perspective on a term should be.
If I wouldn't be me -which I apparently am-, I would probably have the same prejudices about the person I seem to be.
Sure I can be depressed, I can be rude, have mood swings, be childish, can be serious, can be a pain in the *beep*, can think everything evolves about me... but frankly, that only indicates that I am not perfect. Because most of the times, I am hyper, really friendly, mature, a helping hand, caring, sweet, patient, and so on and so on.
So well, this is as far as I want to explain myself, I am tired and bored and doubt that anyone will even read beyond the first 5 lines or so

anyway I am going to bed, it's calling me o.O
"marischaaaa... come on, I need you"
and that's not really something I hear every day

hmmmm
anyways, thank you -for those who actually read all that crap-
yours truely,
Misch
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So marischa participated some thing called
The Ultimate "random deviant" Project organised by nobody less than =
ehmaysink.
I guess that at some point misch is getting all social etc etc

anyway
you just got randomly -hint hint- paired with others who entered the project, jsut to get to know each other, get to know other genres of art etc.
So I got paired up with the wonderful ~
ikitsumidaminitoa girl with a heart for pencils and a writing talent.
be sure to check her out... nd if you do,
please tell me, I'll especially bake one hell of a tasty pixel none-existing cookie for you,
isn't that a deal

now shoo, off you go. you shouldn't even be here any longer >.<