I cannot write. It is past midnight, yet I still have half of an essay done. Maybe I should use an old Xanga blog and modify it as a college essay! Maybe.

I have lost my ability to write a good paper.

I can usually breeze through a personal essay, but no words appear on my mind this time. The fact that I need to have a sense of anger or depression in order to write a decent paper is idiosyncratic. Maybe that serves as a sign: emotions play a major role in writing. Hey, who says I cannot write when I am happy, right?

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The most petty things remind me of random memories.. Songs, places, events, cards, books, Facebook. Why yes, Facebook. I get rather bored from time to time, so I read through my old Facebook messages (I never delete anything) and even wall-to-walls with people. Do you ever read through E-mails, messages, and such and get a sense of reminisce?
It feels like a part of me has disappeared, but it also feels like a new part of me has formed. Sometimes I feel regretful having to go through unnecessary events in life and ending up learning nothing from my mistakes. There is a difference between learning from mistakes and simply acknowledging them. I usually do the latter.

/end rant

So I am quitting Marshalls soon! (: It is way too much work, and some people are just plain mean. I saved up about a grand though, so I do not really care about the whole money issue.

SAT is next week..I haven't studied, and I have to work until 11:30ish the night before. Meh.

I cannot wait to have free time and drive to random places. :D