Ok OK so its been a year since my last blog, boo hoo diana geting cut off wasn't that bad!! (and the string is still severed but not broken so don't worry!!)

I still hate being on my own but to tell you the truth, eric was right, its not that much different. i have a great job that allows me to live the lifestyle I enjoy and my net worth is increasing, what is up with that?!

I have to say this year has had its up and its downs but in all honesty I'm trully happy and I wish upon the world safe happiness and profound joy in the simple things in life. Writing is one for me and I will blog a story soon, I had one the other day but now I can't remember it. Maybe I will write one about my dream that I had but expand further. I'm not really sure.

I iwll start it right now. but don't expect a whole lot out of this. My hs teacher once said that in order for me to get eveyrthing I want to say I just need to say it, without worry about what it says, I get into trouble if I think too mcuh, same as with when i am playing soccer. here it goes:

Peaking over the afternoon shadow of the no name coffee cup and the placid PC was a simple girl with a 1990'a bubblegum sense of fashion and a messy blob brown bob named plain jane. Born on the 3rd of July. Couldn't have been the 4th, for that would have been way too extraordinary. Couldn't have had blue eyes as that too was a little out of her league.) Her brass Merrion slugs tapped quietly along the sandpapered rug as Liz Fair via IPOD sang to her "why can't I" just light up cig and just sit in the sun right now?-she thought. Right, I don't smoke, silly me. She shot a slightly sinister glance at Gus flailing his oleander flabby arms at the speakerphone across the hall, yet he was too snappy to see her sinful sight. She directed her eyes directly onto those flailing whitewalled sticks, envisioning the shallow riptide of tallow crashing from elbow to rotator cuff with every sway of motion Mr. aftershock stomped. This was Plain Jane's life; spring '04. She was graceful and content with her life. A little too comfortable but sometimes well enough will simply be left well alone bc noone knows any better. Yep, Jane was ordinary.

"I think I will take a walk tonight." That splashingly eccentric idea may not have mattered much to her then, but past supper time, created a whole lot of shaking to go on.