writing:
i’m not a fancy writer, i only write papers for grades, or small random things like journal entries and junk. so yeah, you don’t have to tell me that i use run-on sentences and shit. rest assured i don’t write like that in essays. um i don’t like capitalization… it’s not my desperate cry to be an individual, i’m just lazy…
why you won’t read anything not a journal entry: i just finished a drawing class, and that was my first experience as an “artist.” it was meh, as in mediocre. i liked the stuff i made, and i definitely improved, but i am not too crazy about having someone grade based on the quality of my work instead of effort. so the same idea kind of applies to urbis crap. i am not afraid of people not liking …
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writing:
i’m not a fancy writer, i only write papers for grades, or small random things like journal entries and junk. so yeah, you don’t have to tell me that i use run-on sentences and shit. rest assured i don’t write like that in essays. um i don’t like capitalization… it’s not my desperate cry to be an individual, i’m just lazy…
why you won’t read anything not a journal entry: i just finished a drawing class, and that was my first experience as an “artist.” it was meh, as in mediocre. i liked the stuff i made, and i definitely improved, but i am not too crazy about having someone grade based on the quality of my work instead of effort. so the same idea kind of applies to urbis crap. i am not afraid of people not liking most of it, but there are those pieces near and dear that i don’t think i will ever show anyone. i like them, they mean something to me, and i don’t want your dirty words about them to ruin my love of them.
personality and life and junk:
i like cute things like puppies and potty-trained children. i love rob, he’s amazing. i’m stuck between being a kid and being an old person. so i have conversations such as the immature one i am involved in right now. i am reading angie’s boyfriends sent myspace messages to her, sigh…
um and the whole adult part, well the only adult things i can think of are i am going to college, barely, i’m a tiny wittle freshman, and that i am in an adult relationship. the kind that ends in marriage and babies in a baby carriage. eventually. very eventually. basically i am a lucky girl and i have more than i deserve.
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