make a rainbow.

I promise. I'll sit my ass down on Saturday and write. Doesn't matter where. Just sit my ass down adn write. Maybe go to a cafe nearby or something. Are there any near where I'll be tomorrow? Maybe once I've figured out what to wear then I'll know where to go.
Got myself some lessons until one. Then probably lunch and I'll find somewhere to just sit and write. The lonely chapter is just waiting for me. And with the time I have, I'll probably do more than one chapter. Just got to do it slowly. Have a nice cup of coffee of tea and chill my ass off. I have to keep reminding myself to write or else I'll just forget. I've got Love Bites to finish. But Black Dhalia is still fresh in my mind. Gotta give myself a kick in the ass. I'm meeting my friends at 2.30pm. While my lesson ends at one. Okay. Maybe I do not have the time to do the writing thing. Silly me. Cause I got the movie timing wrong. At least it's not so bad. At least I have about an hour or two in between. That should be more than enough for me. Okay, cancel writing plans. I suck,

Well, I'm in the midst of rewriting Black Dhalia. And seriously? I'm only stuck rewriting chapter one when I've written five chapters back then. I shall go home and try to complete the rest of the chapters. Or finish chapter one first. I won't be able to post from home anyway. Since my computer is lying dead somewhere out there, in this cold heartless world.
I should stop spending money outside during weekends and instead, I should just stay home and write. And rot. I could have done that yesterday since I was on sick leave. But no, I decided to read my book and sleep the whole afternoon adn the whole night. Yes, I was sick.
This weekend I shall go for my lessons, and if there isnt anything to do after that, I shall go home and write. If I dont have my computer to distract me. Yes, I'm easily distracted. I'm sorry.

I was going through my old stuff yesterday and I realised how much I missed writing. I haven't written anything in months and I felt absolutely wretched. And of course, I told Mia about it. So i told myself, that this could not happen. That I need to start writing because I'll hate myself for not doing so. The need is there, in my veins and I can't help it. I see pen and paper, I gotta write. I can't help myself.
So i was packing through my stuff and going through fic's that I've written for the community and I saw something that gave me a slap to my face. It was an original story I wrote about a couple of years back. One that I haven't finished. But the idea is still fresh in my head. It's just me I guess. Unless the idea is out on paper, it'll stay stuck in my head. And it has. So I was reading through the chapters and the outlines I've made for the future ones, I've deciced to rewrite them. Good idea or bad? I wouldn't know. All I know is that after writing so much for you guys, this time. I'm doing it for me. Have something that I'll be really proud of. And to call it mine. Characters that I've created and a world that is wholly my own. At the end of the day, I'm gonna feel wonderful. Because I've done something I can be proud of.
I dont know if I'm gonna post this story here. I would love to. If you would like to have a look at it, let me know.

This time, I hope I don't disappoint myself by giving up.

I've been posting alot these past few days. With the exception of the horrid weekend. Horrid cause my computer is still in the fucking graveyard. It refuses to come back alive. Unlike those zombie movies we've been watching too much of. I just don't like them. I think the only one I watched so far was Zombieland and some parts really scared the shit out of me. Yes, I'm fucking scared of horror movies. Don't give me anything that has the potential to scare me and I'll be fine. Really. I remember making my cousin almost deaf once by watching Thirteen Ghosts. And there were naked ghosts with jiggly boobs. Like Jigglypuff. HOHOHO. I miss me some Pokemon.

Now I feel like having me some Lontong. How ever the fuck you spell it.

I had once of the best weekends tho. Went for dinner with one of my favourtie people in the world. Haven't seen him in ages. And it was good.

I'm beyong hungry at the moment. It just makes me realise that not having lunch was a mistake. Not eating is always a mistake. But hey, I got pop tarts in my hands. In hot Fudge flavour. If only that will fill my tummy until I go home at six. Speaking about time, it's about 2 more hours before I go home. YAY! And then tomorrow is another dreaded work day.

Hello fiction, I've missed you. I've missed the characters running around in ym head. And giving them things to do and see how it works out. Right now, the characters are nowhere near my head. And I havent written anything decent in about a month. I want to kill myself. I have too much chocolate in my system right now. Like seriously.

I'm counting down to the best day on earth. Which is my birthday. It's exactly a week away. But I'm not going to be an attention whore and post it all over facebook like some people. I shall not be annoyed by little things. HAHA. Cause I'm awesome like that. I really need mittens. Cause my hands are cold. COLD I TELL YOU. AN HOUR AND A HALF MORE UNTIL WORK IS DONE. I love my life right now.

I need a drink and go to bed early. I'm tired. Got woken up so many times in the middle of the night. I keep doing that. WHY? What do I have to give for some uninterrupted sleep?

I had no idea how easy it is to be replaced until now. I can't remember the exact details. But it's the truth. Did you even try to understand? Or was I just a mistake. Were you waiting for the chance to run away?
It already hurt to find out the way I did. And coming from you makes it more painful. I thought you'd always be there. I was wrong.

People often times go, How are you? Most of the times I'd just roll my eyes and ignore the person. Especially if I don't knowyou well. If it's close friends that I havent talked to in a long time, I wouldn't mind it one bit. It's because they are genuinely concerned about me. But if you're someone who I'm not close to, and I barely talk to you. The point of asking me this is? Cause you want to start a conversation? Because you're bored? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? To entertain you? Psht, I'm not here to be your entertainment. Don't talk to me just because you're bored because that would only annoy me further. Seriously. I'm not here just so you can un-bore yourself. Tsk.