Confessions of a Writing Freak

 November 5th, 2020     There's so many things that I'm uncertain of. Am I going to wake up tomorrow? Am I lying to myself when I say, "one more episode of 5SOS crack and I'll finish the homework I've been putting up all week." I lie to myself about 90% of the time. Am I ok? I'm actually not ok, but if I keep telling myself that I am okay, maybe one day I'll okay. Right? Am I'm going to make it far with my besties? No one will ever know. :) Something I'm unsure of is life, and basically everything and anything that has to do with it, especially now in times of corona and my hormones. Oh well. November 6th, 2020 I'm actually killing my time by reading 5SOS Wattpad fanfics, rereading my Harry Potter, Divergent, and Percy Jackson collection, watching basically anything related to 5SOS. I'm a simple person, I see 5SOS and I click. I listen to 5SOS 24/7, and because of them I even started listening to 1D and Harry Styles and even Niall Horan

 I know this is very late. But it's better late than never right? Unless of course you're dead. There's no going back at the point. Which is why you should use time wisely. Unlike me, as you can tell. I remember the first week being very exciting, but stressful. This was the first time my had worked in fifteen years. Therefore I was pretty spoiled. I was used to be woken up by my mom every morning, but suddenly I had to wake up to my phone basically shouting, my favorite song. (I don't mind the song, but I missed my mom) And also wake my ten year old sister up to get ready for school herself. And make sure I was able to feed my three year old brother. Luckily I didn't have much homework. It was very tiring though, and I still had to clean my house, my room wasn't a mess until I started school lol. I also remember thinking this year is going to be great. And it has been. But, I've been going to sleep at 3am lately, because I'll spend the day watching crac

 The bishop still has a lot of faith. Even though Madam Magloire, told him how dangerous it was, he didn't listen. He let the vagabond in, the audacity.

      So, I was reading "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" right? Well, basically I couldn't read it because half the time I had no idea what was happening because the plot changed very unexpectedly. And it had a lot of old-fashioned words that I didn't understand. Sadly I was almost half way done with it, but I had to give up this very toxic relationship that was me and this book. We just weren't clicking. I'm sorry Victor Hugo, I'm sorry I'm too illiterate to understand your art.      But luckily I found a new book, her name is "The Girl On the Train" by Paula Hawkins. I definitely like this book better than the last almost half way done with it too, even though I barely started it on Thursday and it has about three-hundred and thirty-two pages, meanwhile, with Mr. Quasimodo here, I had read about two-hundred pages in the course of three months. So that's that. I definitely love this book more than the last, and it's pretty good too. Whe

 The thing I like the most about this story so far is the fact that the Bishop is a really nice person, that doesn't believe that he needs materials to be happy. He uses a lot of foreshadowing, metaphors, and phrases that have double meanings at times.