A secret blog containing the ramblings of a secret someone...
I am trying to write a paper, but I have nothing to say. Instead of writing, I am incessently checking facebook and my space (it's a new addiction) for some new, last minute update. Though nothing's being updated. I keep checking the fridge, but I'm not hungry. I think, perhaps, if I open it enough times there will (1) be something I want to eat, (2) I will be hungry or (3) my paper will write itself. So far, I'm 0 for 3. I also keep walking by the mirror. For once, I actually like the way I look. Today, anyway.