It's true. It's raining out, and it's really just quite unpleasant. So i get to sit here in the computer lab, smelling weird, waiting for my next class to start so I can further spread my strange smell to others.
Have you ever considered that it might be possible that you are the only person on earth with a brain?
I have.
But moving on.
I can't write. I'm flipping out, because i promised i'd have a new story coming, and i just can't pull it out of my ass. I've written 12 pages and I still don't have enough to make a semi-comprehensible chapter. And i certainly can't just give one chapter and then not update for like 3 months because at this rate, that is how long its going to take me to shit out another page. I just don't have time! Even on spring break i got too much shit to do. maybe i can manage a page. Maybe i can manage to know what i'm doing, since i don't even have that. I'm just having trouble making people wary of this character. I think i'm on the right track, but i don't him to obviously be a psycho murderer. Whatever. Not even saying anything.
I love America's Next Top Model, how sick is that? Like disease sick, not awesome sick, because it is kind of embarrassing. Almost more embarrassing than me watching The Young and the Restless, which, by the way, HOWTHEFUCKINGFUCKISCARMENSTILLALIVEIFJANAFUCKING
KILLEDHER!?!?!?!?WHATISGOINGON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good luck deciphering that.
I'll be back when i have something worthwhile to note.
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