You know at times when your mind draws a point blank. I get that often when I am not thinking.
Now is one of those times. I have just done the pointless thing of grabbing the Connexio 2005 and try to sort out all 38 of my classmates.
That’s done. I should really be polishing my art project up for next week. You think with the amount of projects we do. We would be able to secure a job by now.
Its difficult to write at the moment with no specific topic. Its like running around the track six times pointlessly. With no pacific distant in mind like the smoke particles in the Brownian motion.
I feel soggy. Like sponges.Humidity isn’t really nice weather
Its not even a weather.
I wonder if I could move that earplug if I stare at it long enough.
Perhaps/
*stares*
<------ hey look its my shoulder angel.My dear girl.Its never going to move now run along and do 180 questions of algebra.
Oh shut up.
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