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I just ate some fish sticks and I think I'm going to hurl. Then again, fish sticks tend to do that to me. Whoever the hell invented fish sticks in the first place is moron. I mean seriously...who decided to take a fish and make it into a stick. You don't have Chicken sticks, or cow sticks... I don't get it... Anyways I think I should become a vegetarian...or at least switch to juice.
Anyways yesterday I had something that WAS good. It was really bizarre chocolate shaped like sea shells. Someone told me they were from Belgium and that made me feel special, to think that someone bought chocolate from overseas for me?? But then Star informed me that she'd seen them at the store before and my dreams were crushed. I was going to be upset, but then I was like eh screw it. It was still good sea shell shaped chocolate. And i bet most of you people who read this journal don't have any sea shell shaped chocolate. Prove me wrong, I dare you.
Anyways I was thinking lately about how horrible of a writer I've become, because I've had writers block for about four years, and that I probably won't be able to unblock my creativity any time soon.... but then I realized something... I can write two things. Fantasy.... which I've always been able to write, but I'm sick of, and angry free verse poetry. The latter is really my favorite. I was so excited about the angry poem I wrote earlier that I stopped being angry and didn't finish it. I did, but it was so contrived that I wanted to just shoot the ending. I'll probably subject you people to it later so you can comment and tell me if you like it..
anyways I was going to ramble some more but I have to go comment on kim's journal now...so yeah. bye. Then I have to go do something with myself. lol.
Anyways yesterday I had something that WAS good. It was really bizarre chocolate shaped like sea shells. Someone told me they were from Belgium and that made me feel special, to think that someone bought chocolate from overseas for me?? But then Star informed me that she'd seen them at the store before and my dreams were crushed. I was going to be upset, but then I was like eh screw it. It was still good sea shell shaped chocolate. And i bet most of you people who read this journal don't have any sea shell shaped chocolate. Prove me wrong, I dare you.
Anyways I was thinking lately about how horrible of a writer I've become, because I've had writers block for about four years, and that I probably won't be able to unblock my creativity any time soon.... but then I realized something... I can write two things. Fantasy.... which I've always been able to write, but I'm sick of, and angry free verse poetry. The latter is really my favorite. I was so excited about the angry poem I wrote earlier that I stopped being angry and didn't finish it. I did, but it was so contrived that I wanted to just shoot the ending. I'll probably subject you people to it later so you can comment and tell me if you like it..
anyways I was going to ramble some more but I have to go comment on kim's journal now...so yeah. bye. Then I have to go do something with myself. lol.