Golly golly golly golly golly
That is all I have to say.
Really, life is suck right now and I don't know why. I am aching, count that, ACHING with boredom. Enough so that I am seriously thinking about doing homework, DRAMA homework. I mean come on, how desperate can you get?
Speaking of Drama. I got into the show. Oh boy.
I am an Audience/observer thingy in "The Sneeze" AND
I am understudying the Assistant in the second Act. For get this"
...Oh yeah. This is going to work out SPLENDIDLY.
Ah well, Sal seems to know what he is talking about...right?
Wow. I need to get a life, for real, instead of spending Ninth period babbling on like a brook.
I could write a story, again, but my muse is currently sleeping.
Maybe I can start on my Onde novel-eh?
Oh wait. I still need to decide how I am going to write that fucker.
I wanna write though, about something.
Other than about sitting here and doing nothing. Which seems to be the usual topic...
So what is goin' on with the Crazy Box o music?
Well this morning (because I forgot the commentary I had from this weekend)
-Two Words: Techno Bagpipes
-I have braveheart on my ipod SIX TIMES. God damn, WHY? I haven't even seen the movie :X
-Pop is Fun
-This is the life Bo Bo Bo Bo
-Queen twice in one ride: life is NICE.
Now finally I ask:
GIVE ME QUESTIONS!!!
Or creative writing prompts?
With sugar on top, and ice cream, and cherries, and sprinkles, and other things to put you into a diabetic shock....