It is 2144 and I'm the last one downstairs. I've got school tomorrow and homework I've yet to do, but it's not due 'til Tuesday (it will take a while to do). Livvs, this one goes out to you: you told me to wait until I finished college to write that novel I've been going on about for ages (two years at least) because then I'd know everything I needed to know. I'm thinking I should wait because I keep on kicking myself whenever I feel that there's something unprofessional about everything I wrote. I want to be that kid who gets published before she's gotten into college or taken the SATs but I don't think it'll be anything but a piece of shit if I do that.
I've had some artsy ideas but I'm running out of writing steam. I need to take a break but I don't want to stop. Every time I think about that novel, I want to write it. I make a resolution: I WILL FINISH IT.
I wonder if I will.
Hmm... My old watch, the one that fell in the toilet, it died November 22, I believe. I got a new watch. My old one revived itself. For a little while, I wore two watches because I'm crazy--I felt a loyalty to my old one and a need to bond with the new one. I might go back to wearing two.
Japanese teacher is hot but that's only news to those who only follow me here.
I need a white sweatshirt.

I LOVE ME. Actually I love balloons.
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I was given this:
I was 13 years old and I heard [SlipKnot] on the radio so I took a baseball bat and swung into my stereo. Then I went out and bought a Steely Dan CD. And the rest is history.~ZoSoLover202
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