Why is it that every time I read a past post, I cringe at my writing style.
I have personal demons I've been struggling with for a very long time with my writing, and wish that I had more time and energy to devote to creative writing.
I was about to take a creative writing class spring quarter, but a combination of laziness and fear prevented me from doing it.

I hate what coffee does to me. I can't stay still. I feel as though I am in grave danger and always feel anxious. This is what it must feel like when you really are in grave danger and always feel anxious. Sux.

Cheek deflators. Someone needs to invent one, fast.

If i can successfully get all four of my wisdom teeth taken out, apply for a credit card, apply to 5 jobs, get a blood test, get my eyes checked, and see all my friends, I will be happy.

did you know the dot on the letter "i" is called a "tittle?" teehehehthethethhethehthehtehthetehthethehtehthet

BYE.