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Eff eff eff I can't find my Cuckoo's Nest journal. My pristine, awesomesauce, hours-spent Cuckoo's Nest journal. D: D: D:

I stupidly let a "friend" borrow it since she was all "I don't really get what to put," and I was like "Fuck, I really don't want you to copy this, but I'll look like a jerk if I don't give it to you, but you make me feel bad about myself a lot, so whatever. Here." Ugh such a big mistake. She gave it to me earlier today, but now I can't find it!! I'm not blaming her, I'm just mad at myself. This is why peer pressure is so stupid... and why my life is so sad.

I just finished reading the book (it's really good) but now I can't do the stupid assignment (that I actually kind of enjoy doing). Ughhhh.

Also, I'm wearing my headphones. On either head phone (...?) there is either an R or an L, signifying... you know, right or left. I think it's more comfortable to wear the L on my right ear and the R on my left. REBEL I KNOW RIGHT.

Today it rained. Everyone is either like "OMG I LOVE RAIN" or "OMG I HATE IT," but I really don't care either way. I hate being wet, though. I hate getting out of showers, so usually (this is gross) I tend to not take a shower for as long as possible (although I usually only last two days, maybe three tops, but still). I just hate being wet, because it gets everything else wet, and then things have to dry...

Reminding me of Writer's Workshop, in which Ms. Beachy read us sentences sent in as "Worst First-Sentences for Novels" for some contest... thing. One of my favorites:

Her name was Mauve, like the color of paint, which was apt: not only was she "pretty as a painting," she was also "smart as paint," and certainly as thin (assuming sufficient solvents had been added); she was, however, Arnold discovered when she stepped from the shower, a lot more fun to watch dry.

Steven W Alloway
Granada Hills, CA
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The year is finally winding down. I'll have a decent grade card for the first time in a long while. (By "decent," I mean no C's.) Also, BEDA is ending. This is my, and every other participant's, penultimate post. It's sad. But it's a good pre-NaNo exercise. I need the sort of writing-every-day activity, just to get pumped for it. So expect a possible second BEDA... only this time it's Blog Every Day AUGUST! 0:

BEDA 29: pwned. <3 you all.