Liked, but not well-liked.
Monday, February 1
I wasn't feeling very good when I got home this afternoon, but I just had the excellent idea to go biking tomorrow morning. (!)
I think I've done it before, but I remember it not being a great success.
Okay! This is really going to happen, if I can wake up on time.
Why am I telling this to you, blog*?
Who else would I tell?! No one, that's who!
Biking, blogging! All the b's in my life make it okay.
(excluding blowing!)
Okay, not really, just those two b's.
So I am very excited for this, although I'm not sure if I'll be able to force myself to finish this homework assignment before it gets too late. I'm in a very strange mood right now.
It's weird. Usually I can kind of relax myself by listening to music, but I can't really find the right artist to listen to right now. Chris Bell is coming kind of close, not really, though.
Hm, nevermind. No one's really doing it for me right now. I don't know, everyone just sounds too cheesy or pretentious or something today, I'll probably get over it.
Anyway, biking tomorrow. It will happen, maybe. I might just fail miserably and just end up going to 5th Avenue or something. Gosh, well, that can't happen.
And I know no one really likes reading this kind of garbage so I'm sorry.
*anonymous peoples who read this here collection of postings
I think I've done it before, but I remember it not being a great success.
Okay! This is really going to happen, if I can wake up on time.
Why am I telling this to you, blog*?
Who else would I tell?! No one, that's who!
Biking, blogging! All the b's in my life make it okay.
(excluding blowing!)
Okay, not really, just those two b's.
So I am very excited for this, although I'm not sure if I'll be able to force myself to finish this homework assignment before it gets too late. I'm in a very strange mood right now.
It's weird. Usually I can kind of relax myself by listening to music, but I can't really find the right artist to listen to right now. Chris Bell is coming kind of close, not really, though.
Hm, nevermind. No one's really doing it for me right now. I don't know, everyone just sounds too cheesy or pretentious or something today, I'll probably get over it.
Anyway, biking tomorrow. It will happen, maybe. I might just fail miserably and just end up going to 5th Avenue or something. Gosh, well, that can't happen.
And I know no one really likes reading this kind of garbage so I'm sorry.
*anonymous peoples who read this here collection of postings
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