I want to write. But sadly, I don't know what to write about. My mind is teeming with words and ideas and thoughts. Threads and threads of them, just waiting to be summoned and translated into a well-written essay.
But nothing. Comprehension, zero. Grammar, zero. And everything else.
Tomorrow, tomorrow. Or not.
P.S. Anne Curtis looked like someone from a horror movie, the way she was styled in what's-that-ball.
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