I'm really avoiding writing this dumb paper for my Mass Comm. class due tomorrow. I hate being made to write about madd boring stuff. I'd rather be expressing myself on my blog or something. That's how I realized that I really need to end up writing for an entertainment magazine, so I can kind of be in my element that I'm comfortable in, and so that I can really show who I am in my writing. I don't want to end up stressing over deadlines because I cannot come up with the material because I care nothing about it.
That was totally sidebar btw. ahem *clears throat*
Bianca Turner basically forced me to get into this Twitter thing. Um, I suppose you just keep updating your status like on facebook, and then check back every .754795 seconds to see if someone commented on it or something. Ha. I don't really understand any of it, except that I'm supposedly "following" Solange Knowles on Twitter, and she updates her status constantly during the day. That may be the only thing I can say that I have gotten out of Twitter. I always know what Necole Bitchie and Solange Knowles are doing.
My life is complete. Obviously.
:].
I'm taking my booty to sleep now, I guess I'll finish my paper in the morning.
Ugh. Ms. Stephens. 9am. No bueno.
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