hello there
you guessed it! that subject title "hello there" ARE infact lyrics to a blink182 song. just sing it really nasal, ah yes, now you got it. the next part would be, "where are you?" well not the next part, but the next part i sing along to. i realized i've used "hello there" as a subject before, but this time it obviously has a different meaning.
so when am i going to right another 1000 plus words about two operas that i honestly don't care about? ah , we shall see when i up to bull shitting. and that will be never. so when will i force myself. it's just after 6. say i write like 100 words per hour cause i take a billion breaks. that's like 10 hours until i get my thousand words, plus another hour for the works cited and title page, so that's 11 hours. and i'll start in 3 hours, so at 9... 9 plus 11 is 20.. now converting that to normal time is 8am in the morning. and i need to get up at 9:15, so that's an hour and a half sleep. okay, maybe that's a bad plan. must start working.. oh wait, i forgot to take into considering those two hours of supernatural and gilmore girls. when am i writing this essay again?
today was a good day at work. by good, i mean not deathly. i bought stuff, i was visited (: and i steamed all day. steaming is great. actually, not so much, especially when you have to great customers at the same time. and everyone knows how much i like to burn myself. hahaha. that sounds a little bad. more of my hands being dead (and yes i blame this directly on my sister telling me to touch that extremly hot plate of boiling water on the stove) so i dont' really feel anything. but the steamer thing is really hot, and very steamy (not in a sexy hot kinda way), so it's probably a bad idea which i convinced myself, though it was really hard to resist (i'm a freak). so i dealt with the usual random burns when i accidently hit myself with it. not so bad.
where is this blog going? NO WHERE!
-carebear
so when am i going to right another 1000 plus words about two operas that i honestly don't care about? ah , we shall see when i up to bull shitting. and that will be never. so when will i force myself. it's just after 6. say i write like 100 words per hour cause i take a billion breaks. that's like 10 hours until i get my thousand words, plus another hour for the works cited and title page, so that's 11 hours. and i'll start in 3 hours, so at 9... 9 plus 11 is 20.. now converting that to normal time is 8am in the morning. and i need to get up at 9:15, so that's an hour and a half sleep. okay, maybe that's a bad plan. must start working.. oh wait, i forgot to take into considering those two hours of supernatural and gilmore girls. when am i writing this essay again?
today was a good day at work. by good, i mean not deathly. i bought stuff, i was visited (: and i steamed all day. steaming is great. actually, not so much, especially when you have to great customers at the same time. and everyone knows how much i like to burn myself. hahaha. that sounds a little bad. more of my hands being dead (and yes i blame this directly on my sister telling me to touch that extremly hot plate of boiling water on the stove) so i dont' really feel anything. but the steamer thing is really hot, and very steamy (not in a sexy hot kinda way), so it's probably a bad idea which i convinced myself, though it was really hard to resist (i'm a freak). so i dealt with the usual random burns when i accidently hit myself with it. not so bad.
where is this blog going? NO WHERE!
-carebear
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