Blue Christmas

Busy, busy.

So busy that I have neglected the blog a little bit this week.

Though I do assure,

Nothing intriguing has happened.

Nothing at all.

Just homework and mundane things.

And people that can't do their own work

And lots and lots of conflicting feelings.

You know how it all goes.

The vicious cycle of social emotions.

People.

You hate them.

You love them.

But mostly,

You hate them.

It's the way of the world.

And I haven't much to say.

But I've finished Uncle Tom's Cabin

Oh, lordy. What a story.

The ending sucked.

In a major way.

And I haven't written anything

(Anything!!!)

All week.

Argh.

I hate being busy.

And I

Have discovered my immense propensity towards

Jealousy.

And oh, is that ever a bad thing.

I am jealous bitch.

Awesome.

What is it with italics today?

And I've found myself staring at you awkwardly more than usual this week.

Yeah.

I still like your arms.

Like Napoleon Dynamite

"I like your sleeves."

Just like that.

Only with arms.

That go in sleeves.

Oh bother.

Off, away!

Adieu and goodnight!

Maybe tomorrow will yield more promising results.

It is Friday, after all.