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Hellloooo Everyone!
This will only have a English version, so sorry for the Hungarian readers in advance.
*Ennek csak angol változata lesz tehát előre bocsi a magyar olvasóknak.*
Well well well. We have entered to the year, 2009, and hence the corruption and fester of the modern world, we still live. People are dying non the less, but nuclear rain isn't falling down the sky, yet, and that seems to be good, in some desperate way...
So to celebrate the unfortunate survival of humanity, I've decided to drop by, and write a new entry, because I don't have anything else to do anyways.
So, I've come to the point that I have to write something that is worthwhile of my time, and yours, and unfortunately, there is nothing. Yes. I still sit in front of the computer, and I found myself to the conclusion, that I have nothing to write that is worth your time and mine. And that is terrible in some way. It is 2009 for God's sake! And I have nothing, only myself, and the computer. These are truly desperate times indeed.
So, to find something to write about, I write, what I think about. And I always think about something. *Duh* I find myself writing about nothing again, but that's not bad after all, because if I write about nothing, so then that is something after all! And that is good, because I won't get desperate in the year 2009. ^ ^
Well, if anyone actually gets desperate, then I at least won't. Not that I always think about myself. I don't think about myself all the time of course, but I at least think about someone else by mentioning it. Now, where was I? Oh yes. I have to write. Still. It's not of course of boredom, rather than for self amusement. And of course the painful withering of the readers. Of course not if so many people read that I write. Actually there was like 4 people at first, then it lowered to 2 people, which means that I successfully made the day worse for two persons, whoever they are, and that means some kind of success to me. ^ ^ Of course not as if I am a sadist or something. I love people! ^ ^ And I love to make their day, the worst nightmare of their mortal souls. Well. That may sound like sadism. But it's not! Actually it's a hobby, which neutralizes the fact that I'm a sadist. Not as if I'm actually one of them of course. hehe Well then where was I? Oh yes. Time to make some writings writings writings...
And writings and writings and writings... Oh hell! Why do I have to make some anyways? Oh. Because I like to write. Of course. Of course...
*The writer falls asleep at the brink of new year, meaning that he actually starts out quite weak. Non the less he is still satisfied, because he will know what to write about next, at least in his dreams, and that is a good thing. So now, as the reader sleeps tight, I, the observer, wish everyone a happy new year, even if the reader won't and is...*
Whoa! Before I log out and sleep, I wish everyone a happy new year!
*KhhhHmmm So now, as the writer sleeps back, and the night embraces the dark room, the entry falls to an end. Goodbye everyone!*
End. For now...