I’m so
bored I want to fall of my terrace. All I do is stare at the computer screen or
the wall across from me like I’m waiting for something to pop out. Like this
can happen; it would be cool if it did but whatever…
I supposedly
have to write but right now there is nothing in my head. Tooooooootal blackness!!!!!!
Lately I haven’t been able to write more than two pages per week and it’s
pissing me off. I’m going to blame the heat for that and not my boredom. My boredom
is caused by the heat that’s not letting me do anything more than putting my
head in front of my fan in hope to at least make my days livable.
Oh I need
vacation. Or else I’m going to melt on my desk chair and I won’t be a nice
sight…
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