I really did want to continue wth this thing, but unless I jus completely skip a week and a half, I have to end it. Second semester is starting soon, and I know I wouldn't be able to focus on this. I just can't continue writing something and have people actually think I'm going to update.
In my heart, I knehis was going to happen. I lasted two weeks longer than I thought I would. I'm not going to take it down, but feel free to never pay attention to it again. Let's be honest: nobody cares about my boring life. The only remotely interesting thing I've done all week is ALMOST drink some of my parents' alcohol while they were away tonight (31/01/15). I would've, but I refuse to drink flavoured vodka. To me, that seems like cheating. It's not, but I see it that way.
My dog is being annoying, so I'm gonna leave now. To anyone who kind of enjoyed this story, I'm sorry.
Okay bye.
