Get Lost or Get Back

This week I finished my ghosts story

and I hated it so much that I wrote "and it was all a dream" at the end. Because it was that stupid.

Well, maybe not, though. Three people in class today came up and told me they really liked it. So maybe it's not hopeless. I guess I'll keep working on it.

Though if I still absolutely hate it after reworking it, then I am dropping it faster than a hot potato after it's been sitting in the core of the Earth for 3,000 years a baby giraffe a suspicious pebble on the ground that actually turns out to be a bug something fast.

...just kidding. I just wanted an excuse to make up a ridiculous comparison.

(kind of a weak comparison though. Check back sometime over the course of this next week. I'm sure I'll have changed it at least three times)

Anyway. I've been thinking about what to write for my final project in this class of mine. I'm still trying to decide if I should whip up something new or reuse one of my old projects.

(by the way now I'm thinking of those pineapple dole whips from Disneyland)

(yum)

(anyway)

We'll see where that takes me.

Well, I suppose that was a little update about my writing life this week. Here's been my reading life:

my chemistry book

yaaaay

I went to the library yesterday, though, and got a collection of short stories called M Is for Magic by Neil Gaiman. I've heard some good things about Mr Gaiman, so I'm excited to read this. That'll probably happen on Friday after my chemistry test. In that after-test stage where you want to do nothing so you sit in your room and eventually you get up and wonder what you've been doing with your life for the past four hours because you can't really remember but you think that maybe you watched some cat videos on youtube

or is that just me

that's probably just me isn't it