Okay, so, I think, all of you, should be very privileged that I am taking my now very precious time to write a blog post.
Because, this second, I am irritable.
It has taken most of my self control to not tell the people I have spoken to after school today to piss off.
And it really isn't because I'm angry, Zath, Rim and Flame. Lu, you may notice that you are the exception, but, then again, I did mention something about you reminding me of the only person I would welcome a conversation with right now.
So, to all of you, I doubt there will be a blog post for a while.
I'd like to get to a nice 50 posts, but seeing as school just went back today, and I have 11 weeks of school this term (not to mention that the final week is camp so I will have no internet, and most likely no one I like enough to talk to for a whole week) which is to be coupled with the fact that I'm now in Year 10, which makes so little sense to me when I say it out loud- but basically it's a truck load of works, and I need A's in basically every area heard of and more to be able to take Extension 2 English next year- And I REALLY want that.
So, for probably the first time ever, I am going to determinedly stick my nose to the grindstone and actually get all of my homework in on time this year.
And any free time I have that isn't devoted to moving house, I will be using to write my Hunger Games competition entries, because if I don't I won't have time- and that would suck.
Where was I...
Anyway, I'm currently irritable because people keep interrupting me. And I'm reading. I find it unfathomable that people have the audacity to talk to me when I very clearly have a book that I am reading in my hands.
And it's a good book.
It's a special book.
It is the only book I've ever received as a Christmas present.
It is one of the two only books that I have that no one other than me is allowed to touch- save one person.
The other book on this remarkably short list being my copy of TEOTW, which is signed to Sparky.
There ain't no one who touches that and lives.
'Cept for Derek, cause it's his signature.
And Hayley, cause she's the reason it's special in the first place, and I trust her.
Anyway, the point of this post is, I'm at school, no time for writing, and if you want to talk to me- expect me to be rudely dismissive for the next day or two.
Also, if I get time to write beyond the HG entries, I'm going to be focusing on New World.
Which I'm considering taking down, because I do think if I worked on it enough it'd be publishable.
How do I end this...