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Happy birthday to me.
I got my passover present, and I love it (how can you not?) now the only thing I need to wait for is for my birthday present.
I'm getting twenty or forty (I think forty, but I'm not sure) printing sheets.
I love wearing colorful printed shirts, or black and white ones; doesn't matter for now.
Now I'll be able to print for myself.
Too bad I forgot what I wanted to print when I was in Tel Aviv.

I want to play The Sims 3, and come by scrolling name options until Fernando comes back.
It happened once, and suddenly I thought it was the ant!
And I freaked out!
Because ALBERT SIM.

It's not like the CPs that are supposed to scare you, or confuse you.
It's kind of weird, but it'll warm your heart.
It's sweet.
From the other Simmy side, The Sims (it's the name of the story), and Sonny, aren't so pleasant.

Oh.
That's kind of ruining it.
Tommy Twitch is inspired by Ticci Toby?
Ticcy Toby and his twitches?
Or the opposite?
I would say that what came first is the one that created. But I know better than that, nothing forms by itself. At least not completely. Everything is influenced by another.
That's why I  love information.
I make decisions more suitable for future, for changing. And there will be a lot of changes.


Am I the only one who figured out that it'll always end in Creature Feature's The Greatest Show Unearthed when it comes to CP playlists?
In those playlist there will almost always be some Mr. Creepypasta shit.

I saw this video a thousand times already, it's cute as some comics that can be in Deviantart, but it's kind of exhausting, don't you think?
I had enough.

I am, severely confused.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u8CJMsoZZCw&list=RD77K0fcQ4eDA
I'm sorry, but what the fuck?

I actually wondered why this song sounds so weird, because I remembered the voices differently.
It's Marilyn Manson's cover.
Kind of explains.

Do you know what upsets me?
Too many names.
In some points I just can't keep up!
People throw names, and I don't care, you don't have space.
If you want to be remembered, then your new name is remembered by your family name.

He did a haircut?
It looks better.
There was a song named by Simon Curtis.
Now Curtis, is Curtis from The Curtis Paradis Show, who has a brilliant sim designs, and got a lovely accent (or was it another simmer?), and I'm familiar with his videos since the third grade.

I guess some part in me stopped growing up at the third grade and I'm just building another layer of personality.
This layer is under construction, so the already made one occasionally pops out.

What's wrong with Isaac?

.....

Okay, I did not expect it to be great.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kLaWsnhh78I

He has something absolutely magical.
How the fuck can you sing Let It Go in a screamo version?
I never heard Let It Go, I never watched Frozen, and I'd like to keep it this way.

He just gives new genres for everything.
I'm about to cry from joy.
It's wonderful.
This guy should be signed.
By who?
EVERYBODY THAT WILL BRING HIM TO ISRAEL.

You never brought so many people.
And when you did, many times it was ridiculous.
I'm sorry, but doing XYZ when ABC is absolutely silly.
I left it open for filling because it happens a lot.
In every performance there will be a fuck up.
A huge fuck up.


I started to freak out because my Shift button was on a sticky keys mode.
Gladly, I found a way to turn it off.
It's like when I had this problem with the unmoving cursor, with the laptop's mouse pad (if you can call it this way), but thanks to the touch screen I can google it up because I don't touch the pad, and I just need to click two times in this weird circular thing in the pad quickly, and the light turns on in orange color, or off, if it was already on.

Today, I celebrated my thirteenth year on earth with only two people mentioning it.
My father.
And IMVU.
That's fucking sad.
I'm serious, what the fuck happened to facebook?

Actually,  I got no reason to complain at all.
I'm the one who kept distance all the time, and never gave answers.
Nobody to blame but myself!
Well, it's a nice way to start this year.
Music, anxiety, weird sleeping habits, weird eating habits, and a fucking passover while not standing the idea of religious punishments.
I got no problems with Yom Kipur's fasting though.

I miss the other side of the family.
But not really.
From some reason, I'm not very interested in them, but my thinspirational (took me a while to write it down) cousin, is a very interesting girl.
I once saw a picture of her.
With a fucking double chin.
Now?
Flat stomach, really flat, and hip bones.

I want to go to sleep.
I understood what I just wrote.
I don't want to go to sleep.
I'm glad the mirror door is away from my sight.
Too bad it's aimed on the window.
There will always be something outside my window, the fact that it's invisible and I don't know it doesn't matter.

My hair looks really cute and messy today.
Not sure for what gender to be honest.

I hate the bob hairstyle.
I just went through some men hairstyles (don't ask), and  just found something with the bob.
Now, the fucking bob is fucking satanic.
I'm sorry, but it looks awful.
ON EVERYBODY.

LADY GAGA ON DUBSTEP.
It's so weird but surprisingly good.
Oh wait, it was the Artist Vs. Poet cover.
They sound good on nightcore.

In other news, some underaged person got stabbed.
It's quite annoying.
Do people actually carry a knife in their pocket?
I'd rather those picnic knives, the ones that can be closed in a plastic cover, and they are sharp.
I want them.
I know where you can get them.
Those knives are quite cheap.
With great powers weapons come great responsibility evil plans to stab a person from a stupid reason.

I just noticed that the design looks like a fucking horror scene about to happen.
LIKE THE OLD WILLOW TREE.
In Ezekiel.
Great pasta, very sweet, very innocent.
It was so lovely, like Albert Sim.
Or Sim Albert.
I'm not so sure.
It obviously had some spooky thing in it (in Ezekiel it had some blood and stuff, really minor, not like in the Origin of Laughing Jack, with the extremely detailed murder and torture scenes), but in the end, it just warmed your heart, and it didn't melt it.


Goodnight, happy birthday to myself.
I guess it's something.

It's my second year and six days with imaginary friends.
How lucky I am to have you as imaginary friends.

I'm not afraid that you'll be real, and alike Laughing Jack (in the box) you'll grow like me, and become mad.

It's almost midnight, and I'm going to fucking enjoy the fact that nobody remembered.

I know that my father remembered it because of the iPhone notification that is synced.
I'm thirteen, I got a short hair, a woman thought I was a boy, my curls exist when they want to, I hear music that the main genre for me is I'm not annoying Dvash's brain and/or her ears.
It's a good music.

I think I should do something special.
But I watched JHC too many times.
I got no power for Thirteen.
I don't want to suffer through the after-effects of Suicide Room.
I'm not sure what's my opinions about Movie 43 right now or Batman and Robin.

I want some action.
Like the news.
I want some another celebrity from some sort to sleep with some underaged female.
Wait. I got better one.
Underaged male.
In a graveyard.
By the script of Senia.

I found his site!
I actually wondered why I couldn't reach his blog through the usual way.
The fucking blog list editor girl is a fucking piece of shit.
This man is holy.

Senia made me laugh.

Okay I got a nostalgy dose for today.
I didn't have one since there's no episode five with any option of Englishness!
It sucks.
It's or Czech or Greek.
From some reason, none of those languages are interesting.
In Greece there's a load of Nazis, and Czech, well they are in a great diplomatic state with Israel (it's not something so common, with France the things are a bit dangeroud, same wi....