I'm new?

Heyy....

I'm Paris Hamilton. Take it easy on me, I'm NEW. I've no idea what I should write... I just figured, why not have one since everybody else have it? Wooow... I'm like, only going with the flow. That's lame. I should be unique. So... Here I am.... Being... Unique.

I give up. Being unique is hard as hell. I'd rather go with the flow; it is SO much easier. Wow. Did I like, just USE a semicolon? Huh. I'm not half as bad with this sophistcated look after all. I mean, I was having second thoughts about it and... I'm rambling aren't I?

Anyway, here's me. I'm an Oak tree. Yeah, I know. Strange. How the fuck am I typing? With twigs?! Now, if you're one of the guilty ones who just thought that I am typing with twigs, then your ear deserves to be pinched. Or something. BECAUSE, like, get real. I belong to the 2626th century. Ofcourse TREES have evolved to like, something that can walk and talk and... think. Since I know most of you homo sapiens think that plants can't think.

Homo sapiens are nothing but apes anyway.

This entry is getting too long.

Ciao. Paris.