Sorry for the weird title...
Um...
But, I wanted to say that I think I'm gonna try to pick this story back up again...
I dunno like, if I'm gonna be able to keep it up, I started school on Tuesday the 16th of August, but I dun have anything that is very prominently needed to do today... Other than the dishes and I dun wanna do those cause I always do them... so yeah... I also typed that last sentence mainly watching the kids- did I say kids, I meant sluts and fuckboys- from my neighborhood play outside... The girls are fucking wearing next to nothing... and the oldest girl is in eighth grade...
I dun care if girls are wearing skanky things, but I do have an age limit to where I'm just like, whatever... And that's when you are older than me, or the same age. Or, you're in highschool... I'm okay with it then... And not because Imma lesbo, and wanna see naked women, trust me... My crush literally dresses similar to myself, cept she doesn't wear sksinny jeans like I do, which I only wear because they fit the best on me... Yes, I do enjoy the sight of a naked female, but not in a school place, where 90% of the females there are popular and hate my guts for some reason or another.
Anywho.
The things that will probably be keeping me from writing this would be either my honors classes, I'm in two (English 2-H and Algebra 2-H) and my own procrastination. My honors classes because, I already have a paper due on this upcoming Tuesday for English, and I'm already doing work for my Algebra 2 class. Luckily, Algebra is easy for me, and my family is all really good at math, so I won't have too much trouble with that, but I will have trouble with my English... Plus I have to present my paper to the class on Tuesday... And my anxiety is spiking and I'm terrified.. Because the only way I keep calm with public speaking is making a joke, but this isn't really the paper that I can make a joke with, and make people laugh so I feel more comfortable..
Anywho, that was a lotta info that prolly is irrelevant to all this, but it's nice to just gush out in writing about this shit, because it helps.
But yeah, I'm hoping I can at least start on the next chapter after I have some ideas, but I dunno. Hopefully I can get something out for you guys... If anyone still actually want this story... If you do... like... tell me... I dunno. You dun hafta vote or comment, just view it, and if I get some views on this, I'll prolly continue to write.
I do wanna say, I love you all. If anyone is still with me, from when I actually started this book... *Throws cookies at them* Here. I make these. Cause I get bored. Um, but Yeah. If nobody looks at this, I still may put up some chapters just to get out some things, but I won't really continue it completely. I'll still continue if there's just one person, a singular person, who reads this. Cause if this story makes them happy in a way, or they just like reading it, I wanna make sure that they're getting what they want. Um
Anywhore...
I love all you guys very much. And I hope you're having a beautiful day, evening, night, morning, afternoon tea, whatever time it is. Keep being your beautiful self, and stay awesome. You're all very beautiful, and amazing people.
Okay! I'll shut up with the mushy stuff!
Bye guys! Love you! Homo or no homo!
~Taba ^~^
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That Special Kind of Love
RandomUhhhhhh. This was brought on because my brain didn't want to study for my finals. It'll all be explained in the prolouge, which I wrote after I was done with my English final. I need a life. Also Undertale. Ye. Skeletons. Freaky fish guys. Dinosaurs...