| Why are my entries so short? Because I have a rubber stopper on my expression. It's sad--one would think that by senior year of high school, what one thinks should be able to manifest itself into words in less than an hour. Not so for me. This blockage of my mind has prevented me from rushing English papers at 4 A.M., writing half-assed essays for the SAT, and even composing informal holiday cards. You're probably bored from all this text. Here's a picture to ease your eyes:

Yeah, this picture displays the symptoms of AP Biology. Good stuff.
So, back to mind-constipation. Is there a remedy? A prune juice-whiskey cocktail? Oh wait, whisky isn't a cocktail ingredient, what was I thinking. But one wouldn't want one's thoughts to become too runny, because that is classified as bullshit, and nobody likes that. At least hide evidence that your paper is a product of word-diarrhea and phrase-vomiting by using improper grammar, too. Then the reader will pity you and accept you as a solid right-brain whose only language consists of numbers and 13375p34k (<--okay I wiki'ed that...)
Picture time? Yay picture time, picture time time, picture time! *claps hands*:
 Natalya is an evil-Eastern European lady. Moving on...
.....now what in the hell is there to move on? This entry has less value than those one sentence/word entries that you want people to comment on, hoping that they'll see some deeper meaning in something like "Life is a bag of green, red, and yellow marbles, in the proportions of 5, 4, and 3, respectively," while you yourself don't know what the shit you're trying to say. Okay I just said a lot of ugly words. Here's a picture:

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