Gone

Finally, after a few day of struggling, I managed to get rid of my writer's block; yeah, I could finish the chapter I was so much dying to continue. And I should be celebrating, but I'm not. I'll though, when I finish this story; because that'll truly be a reason to celebrate, since I never finished a story in my whole life. I'm doing every single effort to keep on with the writing, but I know that sometimes I'll have to neglect it; times when I have to finish some college assignment and such.
Talking about stories, I updated Forgotten Paradise, chapter 24 (in my counting, in FP's 25) is up now. But I'm still a little late on the writing, I lost almost a week because of my block, and happen to be too lazy to do some proper work, but I'll not stop it, no matter what.
Anyway, the chapter is up, the story will continue to be written, and the other story I thought up will have to wait a little more; but, of course, I'll continue to post any one-shots I happen to come up with, and I already have one in mind.
So, nothing else to share for now, gotta go.

Randomness from college

Today, I should’ve stayed home! There’s nothing really interesting for me to do here anyway; besides losing my time, of course.

“Today’s gonna be the day

That they’re gonna throw it back to you

By know you should’ve somehow

Realized what you gotta do

I don’t believe that anybody

Feels the way I do about you now”

Randomness, that’s all I can manage to be! Nothing really important, but something really interesting can be done with this amount of free time, and one of the things I could do is write. Surely about nothing specific, but I can’t think anything else up to help me pass the time. So I’m just gonna be random.

Whatever… whatever

It’s always the same

Is that really sane?

I wonder why

But can’t understand

Someone should explain

I need to know

I have to know

But it’s always so far

It’s always so far…

Hum… not really meaningful, but I’m still trying to remember what it was supposed to mean; what can be a little difficult, ‘cause it was so random, that I’m most certainly sure it never had any meaning. Should I stop now? Probably not, it’s still 08:15 p.m. But since I’m running out of my random thoughts (like that could ever happen…) I’m pretty sure I need to go back to my studies of Portuguese's Syntax (who ever invented that?) and a bunch of exercises that should be already done. Yeah, like I’d really do that. Who needs to know syntax anyway? I most certainly don’t, so I’m just gonna waste a sheet of paper, ‘cause I can’t type those randomness in the computer lab (where’s the privacy in that? Lots of random people looking over my shoulder… yeah, I’m paranoid!). So wasting paper and pencil (that’s nor really a pencil, I just forgot what the name is, and-looks around- no dictionary close enough, still I happen to be in the library) with the nonsense that comes out of my mind. I should do this more often though.

Of course, Wonderwall was more than enough proof of my randomness, I don’t even like Oasis, so if I was to write something I like, that’d turn out to be random as well, it’d go like this:

“So keep on pretending

Our heaven’s worth the waiting

Keep on pretending

It’s all right

So keep on pretending

It will be the end of our craving

Keep on pretending

It’s all right”

As Ville said in one of the many versions: “when it’s not all right”. Hey, that happen to be not random at all, ‘cause that’s me, I feel like pretending all the time, and for some reason I can’t bring myself to be more natural and feel like I’m being me. 08:30, not that it really matters at all, but I have a class in less than half an hour, so I’ll stop my babbling and go to class… I wanna go home. Especially because I know that something is not gonna be right at this class today…