Just killing time anyways.
So I was looking over my old note book for my one class.
I took art all thru high school so when someone says something Arty I know what they are talking about
well I just took a class a few months ago that was the lowest known art possible
I hardly went to that class.
When I did, I wrote stuff in my book.
So today I looked over it
and I finished a short story in there.
I become really happy when I finished.
it reminded when I started to write.
poems at first, then came short stories.
needless to say I shall start writing again, plus other things
Ok. I know I'm creepy.
Hell, I even found someone else I