Stuff
I know, this is a crazy hour to be writing. I don't even know why I'm here. I mean here as in, here writing this, but I guess I mean here as in alive, on this earth as well. I don't know. So, what to say. I'm bogged down in schoolwork as usual, got 2 assignments that must get done by Monday, a cycling trip out to Lake George and back on Saturday, and loads of other shit going on. Today, I had a good day, though for the past week or 2 I've been having shit days. Some of you reading this will understand, but some of you won't.
I used to have this theory about my hair. A few months ago, you could've asked me how I knew how my day was going to be and I'd tell you, "If I'm having a good hair day, it'll be a good everything day." Unfortunatly, that seems not to work anymore.
You're probably wondering what's happened to my poetry. Well, given the state I'm in at the moment, I've got so many brilliant ideas. I just have to write them down, so there should be something up here soon. Anyways, it is at this point, when I find that I have nothing more to say, that I decide to stop this and crash.
I used to have this theory about my hair. A few months ago, you could've asked me how I knew how my day was going to be and I'd tell you, "If I'm having a good hair day, it'll be a good everything day." Unfortunatly, that seems not to work anymore.
You're probably wondering what's happened to my poetry. Well, given the state I'm in at the moment, I've got so many brilliant ideas. I just have to write them down, so there should be something up here soon. Anyways, it is at this point, when I find that I have nothing more to say, that I decide to stop this and crash.