It's April the 6th 2016, I wake up expecting nothing out of today, just another day in my monotonous life.
Yet at 3:11 pm something shakes in my pocket as I contemplate the complexities of life whilst staring outside towards a gloomy day like one academical genius does. I reach for my pocket and read a message from a dear friend:
Kim Long:
"i found this really nice blog"
"ive been reading like on train rides and stuff"
" the blogger is really interesting"
I smile at the idea, I smile at the word blogger. I think back to the days I used to blog and the arguments I used to get into about how Blogger was going to be better than Tumblr.
Kim Long:
http://uninformativeinformation.blogspot.com.au/
My smile fades... I think to myself screw you Kim Long
My palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on my sweater already, mom's chinese stir fried broccoli
i'm nervous, but on the surface I looks calm and ready
To drop blog posts, but I keep on forgettin
What to write down, my family is too loud
I open my laptop now, but i can't remember what to type out
I'm chokin, My laptop runs out of battery, times up over now
get back to my phone you see, type up an essay all about me
post that shit on the internet, get a thousand hits like that.
that last sentence don't rhyme and had no flow, but who cares ur on my shitty blog your standards have already dropped too low.
IM BACK BABY, 1 BLOG POST A WEEK
Your savior you should thank ^