Lately I've been feeling DOWN IN THE DUMPS....
.... I don't know why. I think it's because my mind is fried. Midterms are finally over and I got nothing below a 75! I should be happy, but lately I've been thinking about what I'm good at. And I really can't find anything...
... I can't even write, Ms. Hedberg gave me a B on my critique, but with the amount of gramatical errors, run on sentences, and overall just horrid writing skills, I should have been given a D. Wow a run on sentence, how suprising. She pointed out a lot [of mistake] that I never even realized were there. When I was a kid, I wanted to be an author. Whatever
I'm watching this show about old ganster rap and how it became a big thing. It was so emotional, the whole movement. I really guess I'll never know suffering, in any sense. Literal or figurative suffering. I'm just a "Poor Little Rich Boy".
I guess this blog just turned into me -BITchiNG- that was suppose to look like lips... Look harder, you might be able to see.
I really wish i were a little more okay with being an actual thing. I know that sounds a bit cliche but I really do think about it sometimes. People have started to matter to me, I'm more connected to the world. I've discovered that burying emotions isn't a good thing and I've begun caring about people. I'm having major idea block.
Sorry for this blog, I think it's the lack of sunlight I'm getting, isn't that what I should do? Find an exscuse for regular human instinct..
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