23rd September
Today has been worse than expected, but I guess not so bad as I'd have thought. Tonight, while having no homework, I was expecting to be able to get down to doing some serious writing, right?
.. Wrong. First one of my friends wanted to go for a walk. We did. Then I had to go and see another friend with her over some issues regarding a hotel in London and an anime convention (did I mention that I actually hate anime? XD I've no idea why I'm going. I guess I just want to spend a weekend in London or something). So, I was there until 8:00pm. I ate dinner, helped my mum wrap up some presents for my sister's birthday which is on Thursday, and then I only had half an hour to write. I've ended up extending that time until now, 10:40pm so that I could hit 1,000 words, but now I'm tired and I know I'll regret it tomorrow.
You win some, you lose some, I guess.
It's late. I don't really have time to write any more, even though I'd like to. Perhaps tomorrow might be better? I don't have homework again tomorrow, I don't think, because I've done it already... I suppose I just have to hope.
Lines for today:
Medina’s skin was almost black, and she found for once that she wished it didn’t look that colour; she wanted to look like she normally did, the blackness was disconcerting, especially when placed next to Ellette’s buttermilk skin. They looked like polar opposites, one a negative image of the other.
.. Wrong. First one of my friends wanted to go for a walk. We did. Then I had to go and see another friend with her over some issues regarding a hotel in London and an anime convention (did I mention that I actually hate anime? XD I've no idea why I'm going. I guess I just want to spend a weekend in London or something). So, I was there until 8:00pm. I ate dinner, helped my mum wrap up some presents for my sister's birthday which is on Thursday, and then I only had half an hour to write. I've ended up extending that time until now, 10:40pm so that I could hit 1,000 words, but now I'm tired and I know I'll regret it tomorrow.
You win some, you lose some, I guess.
It's late. I don't really have time to write any more, even though I'd like to. Perhaps tomorrow might be better? I don't have homework again tomorrow, I don't think, because I've done it already... I suppose I just have to hope.
Lines for today:
Medina’s skin was almost black, and she found for once that she wished it didn’t look that colour; she wanted to look like she normally did, the blackness was disconcerting, especially when placed next to Ellette’s buttermilk skin. They looked like polar opposites, one a negative image of the other.
posted by Kitty Taylor at 10:44 pm
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