Post by ∫ąŗ•jå on May 17, 2009 2:37:30 GMT -5
Lol, I'm "Saroja", the latest semi-kinda-noob, and by that I mean I am some one with minimal talent, but who still has enough common sense to avoid asking stupid questions (and at the very least be AWARE that my question will have one of those no-duh-dip-shit answers) I found the site through Sunjo's Deviant art, and fell in absolute love with the whole thing from the start. And here I am ...three....months.... later (>> I'm low on time...or at least that's my lame excuse) so that I may spend what little amount of time is left in my day, you guessed it, HERE. Annoying Talking with all of you wonderful brilliant people 
Lol, so I actually kinda hope I will get passed over, because the sooner I draw attention to myself, the sooner you all will realize what a goofy, lopsided, few-crayons-missing kinda chick I am xP
So, why am I even writing this, you may ask? Well, because I'm a woman, and dammit it all if I can make up my mind (and dammit all if I ain't gonna be one of the few ladies who can admit that with a smile) and because, well, because I have nothing else to do at the moment besides announce to you all that you are now all the proud co-members of someone who just slipped through the cracks of the psych ward. I'm not crazy, K? I prefer the term..whimsical. It's the difference between, say, randomly attacking people and day dreaming about dancing spoons. Some say there is no real difference. If they were whimsical, they would know. Maybe even if they were crazy. But they'd be to crazy to bother thinking about it. So, all of the people who feel like giving a half-hearted "hi saroja" are welcome to do so, but please keep it monotonous. I think it's funny when I'm reminded of my fifth grade class mates going "hi saaaraaaah" like it's there first AA meeting.
Live long and don't eat the green stuff (I hear it's poison, but what would I know?)
Lol, so I actually kinda hope I will get passed over, because the sooner I draw attention to myself, the sooner you all will realize what a goofy, lopsided, few-crayons-missing kinda chick I am xPSo, why am I even writing this, you may ask? Well, because I'm a woman, and dammit it all if I can make up my mind (and dammit all if I ain't gonna be one of the few ladies who can admit that with a smile) and because, well, because I have nothing else to do at the moment besides announce to you all that you are now all the proud co-members of someone who just slipped through the cracks of the psych ward. I'm not crazy, K? I prefer the term..whimsical. It's the difference between, say, randomly attacking people and day dreaming about dancing spoons. Some say there is no real difference. If they were whimsical, they would know. Maybe even if they were crazy. But they'd be to crazy to bother thinking about it. So, all of the people who feel like giving a half-hearted "hi saroja" are welcome to do so, but please keep it monotonous. I think it's funny when I'm reminded of my fifth grade class mates going "hi saaaraaaah" like it's there first AA meeting.
Live long and don't eat the green stuff (I hear it's poison, but what would I know?)
-Saroja (Sarah)
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