Ah. When shall I find the time again to write? I don't know. When I'm woken up in the morning, I scarecly have the time to put on my shoes and eat a piece of bread before Mum usheres us all out the door (it's a good thing sleep clothes are a foreign concept to me then for I wouldn't have the time to change!) and when we get back I can barely drag myself up the stairs. Oh but I want to....writting these have become....I don't know. A tradition, habit, relaxing, an outlet. Important. Calming. Lol it eases the longing for Gaia a bit as well. Course it doesn't help my RP's, but.....well nothing but a fixed itouch and portable WiFi will. Hmmm.....quite a lot fo bitching for writting and excuse while avoiding the pull of sleep eh? lol. Can't help it. I b***h a lot. Especially when I don't get what I want.
Damned book. Well series. Noah's been rushing me to finish the second book the past couple days and now the third is trying to lure me in. The main character dieing in the end of book two doesn't help much.....but emersing myself in them doesn't keep me from missing you/them at all. Sometimes makes it worse. Don't I sound like a silly lovestruck child? Hmph. Just an addict.
 BSPBleach · Tue May 08, 2012 @ 08:52pm · 0 Comments |
