So...

by tea-boy. Sat 17 Jan 2009, 9:14 am

I hate Yoga.
In every way imaginable.
I blew out my back (shut up, I know I sound like an old person Mad

) and I was in pain for the bus ride home.
And I have no balance in the first place, so I fell down every two seconds.
And by the end I was crying for god knows what reason, but I was.
I hate Yoga and Yoga hates me.

What else to say? hmmmm

I might be getting some of my work published in the school's literary magazine, if they don't want to rip their eyes out after reading it.
The thought actually scares me because it is a personal piece and I know I'll get shit on for it (just because I'm me).
And my English teacher fangirls over the literary magazine, which is bad because he's the teacher I'm always trying to impress.
And my entry is going to make him lose all respect for me as a writer.
Of course I only figured that out after the deadline had passed and I couldn't retract my entry.
Epic fail.
Hardly any students read it, so I should be fairly well off in that aspect.

I've fallen back in love with Poe again after finding a book of his complete short stories under my bed that I lost ages ago.

I'm a very boring person. you have pleased him

Not like anyone cares what I have to say anyway. LMFAOOO