It's a misnomer; we rant more than we are loath to change.
I’m a first time WriMo. And sweet jesus carrot cakes do I think this will be painful.
For those of you who don’t know about NaNoWriMo, it is a entire month of writing. That writing needs to be 50,000 words and cannot be started before November. That means 1667 words per day for all of November.
Also, today is Halloween., Yay! Halloween!
This was originally written as a book response to an independent reading assignment. My book was Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s The Sign of Four. Some of you may have heard of him. (not meant to be patronizing at all)
I thought it was too snarky (and I thought it was due on Monday and not Wednesday) so I wrote a new one.
This is a long one folks. I won’t blame you if you’re too weak to handle so many words.
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Not the cheap awesome bubbles.
The really really really awesome awesome bubbles.
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I hate parties. Not the type of parties with your peers. The type of parties with people older than you are. It’s like they fucking expect you to know what the fuck they’re talking about and fucking enjoy it when all you have to do is lie down on the mother fucking couch and fucking sulk. Hell I tried to fucking to homework there, but they were to fucking loud.
I just want to say fuck fuck fuck fuck. Fuck you all. FUCK I AM FUCKING PISSED OFF TO FUCKING HELL.
