School Will Always Kill You

I swear that the summer work is going to be the death of me. I absolutely loathe it. I mean, when I was still in elementary and middle school, I would’ve said the same thing, but now that the work has dramatically changed. I have to write half of a page describing the setting of some book in size 10 font. Like really, I don’t think the author would have included THAT many details into her work. My mind is wandering as I do this and the only why I can actually write something that is good enough to be presented on the first day of school are the stuff that I say on AIM. How sad, you know?

I can’t write it down on word, but when I IM my friend, it randomly pops into my head. God. I got one question done and all finalized. Woo! Only 4 more questions to go for this story and then another 5 questions for a different story.

Another than that, I’m anticipating for July 27th when I get feedback on who won the writing contest that I’ve recently joined. No, I don’t expect the winner to be me, but nonetheless. I would like to see how have won and etc.

I also realized that my friend has dated a guy who had an 8-year gap between himself and her. I was honestly stunned, but you go girl! Haha.

Love & Luck,
ST Brooklyns