My four day weekend is over...I didn't do much. That's what you're supposed to do on a four day weekend, absolutely nothing. I didn't have to shovel (I bet Mom wasn't too pleased with that, if we were home we would have helped) I didn't have a lot of homework to do, and now because of that I don't have any homework to do this weekend, and I got a lot of writing done. That's the fun part, getting a lot of writing done.
Unfortunately, when I got a lot of writing done, it came at the expense that I 'messed up' a lot and had to re-do stuff over and over and over again. That's the only thing that bugs me about writing in pen sometimes. And it shows that the hardest part of being a writer is accurately getting your thoughts to the page the way you see them in your head. I can almost guarantee no one is excited to go back to classes tomorrow but look on the bright side, I only have one class tomorrow and it's only one month left until Spring Break.
Man, these 100 days are flying by.
Loves anything red. Rock music, playing the guitar, drawing, writing, tattoos, and sports are some of my interests and hobbies. I like to laugh, I like to think I'm funny. I talk a lot...just a warning.