The tale Holly Myers has to tell is a gripping one. This piece of literature is leaps and bounds better than any other written in the last century. Actually, I take that back; it does appear to be the best paper in the tri-state area however. Congrats dude.

hmmmmmmmmmmmm... no class? yay.

Yesterday I realized why I used to enjoy writing so much. Basically, it stimulated my mind. I would attempt to piece together a puzzle, with each sentence being a piece. Crafting puzzles became one of my very few strong suites. Sadly, this is no longer the case; it appears that I have lost this skill.

Writer's Block

I didn't finish my draft. I began working on it, but had the worst case of writer's block I've ever experienced. It took me around two hours to get a sketchy paragraph-and-a-half down. I gave up, mainly because the frustration was driving me insane. I have never had this much trouble writing anything in my life, and it finally makes me feel how all the idiots in my high school English classes felt. Writing used to be my only strong suite, and now it's just another thing I'm awful at. Awesome.