I'm going to be presenting some of my writing at an open mic event later tonight so wish me luck. I'm really nervous since I've never actually seen reactions to my writing from anyone who isn't my friends or my creative writing teacher.
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My computer, while it was in my backpack, opened so many windows that it crashed my task bar.
I crossed 500K total views on my YouTube channel at some point recently. That's pretty cool.
I think I need to text my landlord about my noisy neighbors when they've woken me up a few different times by yelling at each other and swearing constantly. Time to figure out a good way to word that text.
Dear Words With Friends: if you want me to go back to using your horribly ad-ridden app, maybe stop dead naming me in the tens of push notifications you've sent me over the past few weeks.
My English 102 teacher from last fall has booked me as a guest speaker for one of this classes this semester and I'm so excited. It's going to be my first experience doing anything in the vein of teaching.
I have a total of 45 out of 120 undergrad credits to my name at college and I'm already trying to plan my way through grad school. The earliest I can get into grad school is 2025 so I don't know why I'm spending so much mental energy on this.
All three of the main creative writing teachers in the English department at my school have profile pictures that are in black and white, which is a funny contrast to my profile picture that's very bright and colorful.
I spent my German class wearing my Shy Guy mask and eating gummy worms. 10/10.
Are John Lennon glasses back in style now or something? I swear I've seen at least a few different people around campus wearing them.
Because of one day two years ago that YouTube decided to recommend a movie to a guy on an incognito tab, my ex is now holding the poster I got him for his birthday.
I have this one commenter on YouTube who comments on literally everything I do, yelling at me and demanding I release a mod I made for myself that I had no immediate plan on releasing and I'm getting so tired of seeing him all the time. It makes me not want to be active on my community tab because this dickhead is the only person who interacts with me and he just spams all caps and swears at me to do something I'm not interested in.
I utterly despise Twitter but I'm not going to let that stop me from logging in to continue my six year tradition of retweeting the same tweet wishing Allen Ludden a happy birthday.
Something is wrong with one of my earbuds. It's completely silent, unless I grab the wire in just the right way. I can definitely make the right one work if I want, but it's too annoying and takes one of my hands out of commission entirely so I think it would be better to just get some new ones.
One of my Discord friends who's changed his name four times is joking about how many times he's changed his name. If only he knew.
One of the people I know from games club at school is so cute and I wish I could tell him I like him but I'm really shy and worry that I'll have no chance with him.
Shoutout to the person on campus who got Fancy Like stuck in my head because of their license plate.
Somehow, a conversation I started with my dad about mayonnaise (it makes sense with context, I swear) turned into a conversation about Mario Party 5.
Can't say I ever thought I'd see the day I got to 35 demons completed in Geometry Dash.
I keep having dreams about getting a boyfriend but then I wake up to the crushing disappointment of reality and get really sad.
Leave it to Facebook to make an ad that you have to close four times if you want to make it finally go away.
If my book is set in Maine, do you think anyone will notice that it's actually entirely based on my school in Illinois?
I got a message from my cousin today that my grandma only has a few days left to live and that they've said goodbye to her already. If I disappear again, it's because I'm most likely going through grief in my own life.
Goddamn it neighbors, why do you have to vacuum at 9:00 AM on a holiday? I just want to sleep in today, man.
I want to commission a drawing of a Koopa form for myself but I don't like giving people bullet point lists of descriptions, so I have no idea what to do to help out whoever I end up commissioning.
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