Entry #692- Had a bad day, don't talk to me, I'm gonna write this out
I am a bubbling pot of hormones.
I find myself being fleetingly attracted to the weirdest people.
I'm just a hopelessly desperate romantic and a desperately hopeless romantic.
"I keep telling myself, I keep telling myself that I'm not the desperate type."
In other news- I hate doing story ideas this way. I mean, I've come up with some really kick ass ideas, but my head also hurts. And it's taken me well over an hour to get to this point. *headdesk* (rewind, repeat)
My procrastination skills have reared their ugly head again... I made myself a new background for my computer, which rocks pretty well, but I sort of want to play around with it... but it's Fall Out Boy, duh. :)
And Ben is on the phone...
Manda
I find myself being fleetingly attracted to the weirdest people.
I'm just a hopelessly desperate romantic and a desperately hopeless romantic.
"I keep telling myself, I keep telling myself that I'm not the desperate type."
In other news- I hate doing story ideas this way. I mean, I've come up with some really kick ass ideas, but my head also hurts. And it's taken me well over an hour to get to this point. *headdesk* (rewind, repeat)
My procrastination skills have reared their ugly head again... I made myself a new background for my computer, which rocks pretty well, but I sort of want to play around with it... but it's Fall Out Boy, duh. :)
And Ben is on the phone...
Manda