should be writing paper
I should be writing a paper, about something, about anything...but I'm not.
I'm so sick of writing. I never thought I'd say that. I can't ever write in this or my journal. I can't put my words on the page.
Today was boring, got up, went to class, ate lunch, was ecsaticaly surprised when Breanne brought me english toffee capucino from tim hortons, had some worship time in the chapel with breanne and laura, went to inspirations and dollarama with margaret and susan, picked up nanna, went to perkins, went back to margaret's, read pysch, watched tv, came here...etc...
I'm so sick of writing. I never thought I'd say that. I can't ever write in this or my journal. I can't put my words on the page.
Today was boring, got up, went to class, ate lunch, was ecsaticaly surprised when Breanne brought me english toffee capucino from tim hortons, had some worship time in the chapel with breanne and laura, went to inspirations and dollarama with margaret and susan, picked up nanna, went to perkins, went back to margaret's, read pysch, watched tv, came here...etc...