so.
yesterday i woke up and wrote in my story thing again. yes, that's what i do all the time is write. pretty much. my mum says that i'm "addicted to writing" and that i am on the computer entirely too much, and that if i don't fix it she will. mmhm. anyway, i started chapter four yesterday. i have posted it on the internet, but i probably shouldn't have because i go back and change things all the time so i have to repost like every day. it's ridiculous.
so the first day of twilight camp was yesterday. it's like day camp, but it's in the evening instead. i'm a p.a. (program assistant) so i help lead the girls. i'm in charge of the fifth and sixth graders. geez. and because i'm a p.a., if something of mine ends up in the lost-and-found i have to do something stupid to get it back. gabi put my sweatshirt in the lost-and-found, so at the end i had to act like a chicken around the circle of girls. it was real nice.
so last night i confiscated a book from melody because it was a little too...graphic for her. i don't think she's mature enough to be reading that, so i took it away. it's not that she's 13, she just can't handle it. she got mad at me, but whatever. it went a little too in-detail for her to be reading it.
i woke up at nine today and came downstairs, ate my breakfast, and started writing. now i'm on page twenty. which is pretty awesome, because i've been writing for less than a week. i'm pretty stoked.
and then there was day camp again. nothing of note there. i got to eat a cute little-kid ice cream thing, where you put the cone upside-down on the ice cream and make it like a clown. it was yummy. but then there was a mouse by the garbage can, and i had to keep the girls away, because half were flipping out and half were like "cool! can i touch it?" no! so that was interesting, but other than that, nothing much happened...
and now i'm here. did you like my lyrics?
yesterday i woke up and wrote in my story thing again. yes, that's what i do all the time is write. pretty much. my mum says that i'm "addicted to writing" and that i am on the computer entirely too much, and that if i don't fix it she will. mmhm. anyway, i started chapter four yesterday. i have posted it on the internet, but i probably shouldn't have because i go back and change things all the time so i have to repost like every day. it's ridiculous.
so the first day of twilight camp was yesterday. it's like day camp, but it's in the evening instead. i'm a p.a. (program assistant) so i help lead the girls. i'm in charge of the fifth and sixth graders. geez. and because i'm a p.a., if something of mine ends up in the lost-and-found i have to do something stupid to get it back. gabi put my sweatshirt in the lost-and-found, so at the end i had to act like a chicken around the circle of girls. it was real nice.
so last night i confiscated a book from melody because it was a little too...graphic for her. i don't think she's mature enough to be reading that, so i took it away. it's not that she's 13, she just can't handle it. she got mad at me, but whatever. it went a little too in-detail for her to be reading it.
i woke up at nine today and came downstairs, ate my breakfast, and started writing. now i'm on page twenty. which is pretty awesome, because i've been writing for less than a week. i'm pretty stoked.
and then there was day camp again. nothing of note there. i got to eat a cute little-kid ice cream thing, where you put the cone upside-down on the ice cream and make it like a clown. it was yummy. but then there was a mouse by the garbage can, and i had to keep the girls away, because half were flipping out and half were like "cool! can i touch it?" no! so that was interesting, but other than that, nothing much happened...
and now i'm here. did you like my lyrics?
"a man who doesn't dream is like a man who doesn't sweat: he stores up a lot of poison."
-truman capote, the glass harp
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