i'm too fucking tired to come up with a subject
reading my roommate's writing makes my eyes bleed. he's seriously the worst writer ever. he slaughters the english language in a way i didn't even know was possible. my 14 year old sister can write better than him.
the only reason i mention this is because i hate him and he keeps writing things and asking me to read them. ever since my article came out in the newspaper and got such a big freaking deal made out of it, he KEEPS WRITING THINGS and KEEPS ASKING ME TO READ THEM because he wants to submit them to the newspaper.
i know that i sound like a horrible person right now, but its six am and i've been desperately trying to perfect the two pages of english paper i have written in the last two hours. i'm pretty sure i'm going to go insane if my roommate hands me one more paper to read and/or edit.
the boy should not be allowed near keyboards. or pens. or pencils. or any writing instruments. or words in general. gah!
alright, sleep time now.
the only reason i mention this is because i hate him and he keeps writing things and asking me to read them. ever since my article came out in the newspaper and got such a big freaking deal made out of it, he KEEPS WRITING THINGS and KEEPS ASKING ME TO READ THEM because he wants to submit them to the newspaper.
i know that i sound like a horrible person right now, but its six am and i've been desperately trying to perfect the two pages of english paper i have written in the last two hours. i'm pretty sure i'm going to go insane if my roommate hands me one more paper to read and/or edit.
the boy should not be allowed near keyboards. or pens. or pencils. or any writing instruments. or words in general. gah!
alright, sleep time now.