Jul 10, 2005 16:18
Dylan stared at the computer and the keyboard. For him, you see, PC Fast type didn't work too well. Either that, or he...-no, that was it. Anyway, back to our story. He didn't know what to write about. What he was thinking at the time. What he wished to do and why. All he could think about was nothing, and nothing wasn't anything. But isn't nothing something? Surely, something is never nothing. "Why?" He asks him self continuously, even now..."why is this the most worth while thing I have to do?" He didn't know. Of course there were times of laughter, times of fun. But at teh present time it seemed like - Why does he always mess up and write teh instead of the? That, my friends, Is a very good quesiton. There was no perpose to this entry, as is often true. but if purpose is what you want...I dunno. What is purpose? Everything surely has a purpose. maybe not a good or exciting one, but it's probably there.
Alright. you know what? That was pointless. But you read it. didn't you? So pretty much All that really had to be said is, well: "I'm Bored". But what's the fun in that?