Wednesday, January 27

Longer post

I need to type a longer post in order to test out the awesomeness of a scroll box I'm working on, which probably won't exist in a bout a week, so no one will have any idea what I'm talking about.

So here's to rambling about nothing.

Nadal lost. Pulled out cause of injury. Was quite shattered last night, not so much anymore. The fact remains that he's still a champ, still an inspiration. Such a swell kid.

I'm wondering if this is long enough. Maybe not, so talking about swell kids, Noel Gallagher is also a swell kid.
I dunno. They're two people who never underestimate just how lucky they are to be where they are. I admire that. I admire them.

Wednesday, January 6


My room is in the cleanest state it has ever been in for years. There are about 10 items in total which do not have a place. ONLY TEN.

I am proud.

I purchased a new shelf in order to celebrate my new found organisation. And a new chair, and lamp for my desk. Ikea must've been very happy.

Along with all this cleanliness seems to have come more organisational skills. I'm making timetables. In the holidays. Timetables for homework. What is happening to my life? Since when was I organised? Although given that I'm only half following these timetables, you can see that I haven't been totally changed yet.

I think that was one of my new year's resolutions. To be more organised, study harder, longer, you get it. Harder, better, faster, stronger. I wrote all this down. To be a better student, sister, friend. I guess I want to change the annoyingness of myself, but the problem is that I have no idea how I'm annoying.

It just occurred to me that I'm probably talking to myself.


Now I've gone on a complete tangent.

Seeing as no one ever reads this, I'll announce that I've been writing again. But this story feels right. It only feels like it's being half-forced out of me, instead of me attempting to write something and it just no co-opporating. For some reason I find it easier to write short stories. I have more control over the language for some reason. But I shall endeavour to write this novel through to completion.

The main word being endeavour.