ColliedEnigma

Pencil or pen?

Some of my favorite words?
          - refrain; Because it means to end and reoccur; shameless antithesis that is entirely quintessential.
          - abibliophobia; Because it is what overcomes me when I go out to places.
          - sesquipedalian; Who I aspire to be, one day. Although, many people say I am this type of person.
          - pluviophile; Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? Welp, guess I have a nice ring to myself then.
          -  dilletantte; A person who likes to study specific subjects for their own, personal enjoyment. Hm.
          - sagacity; If you separate the "a" and the "c" from each other, it sounds like a video game checkpoint, no?
          - erudite; I love this word.
          - vacuous; Irony, right? "It's vacuum in adjective form."- Confidant #5.
          -  giglet; Shakespeare used it, but inauspiciously, it's not meeting the colloquial standards of 2018. Or a handful of years proceeding that.
          Au revoir, et a demain.

So, I’m sure more than copious had gotten boatloads of sugar for this notorious holiday. I had dressed up as a teacher for Halloween; my tangible eyebags effortlessly complementing my beige cardigan behind horn-rimmed glasses, along with a black shirt, pants, and combat boots. My bird’s nest of hair was drawn up into a messy and undemanding bun which failed to keep most of it out of my face. But, as my confidants filed up to rap their knuckles on the doors, I felt as if I resembled more of a dilligent college student than an exponentially fatigued instructor. “What classes are you taking?”, and “How many scholarships?” reverberated in squalled unison, and I just can’t envision how frustrated I would be if I had not left two hours before my curfew. Another slight tangent; I was heaving an-over-than-1,200 paged encyclopedia (that has been on my wish list for literal DECADES) and books I had purchased myself. They were eyed in askance when doors swung open and it made me feel a certain uncertainty, like books were a sin, or I shouldn’t be carrying/reading any books. Even my parents question my reading habits. It’s quite discouraging. I have a count of about twenty seven candies. Counting the eaten ones. The hype about candy? Faux flavoring? Sore throat? No thank you. I was a teacher, and I should know better. (It was 28, alright?)

I might abandon this account. Just letting you guys know.

HELLO ACE

Greetings, fellow readers. I would like to announce that, since summer is nearing, I will be on Wattpad more often, so you could expect more frequent updates.

I was never aware that there were "rankings"...
          Now I do, since I got FREAKIN' 9th PLACE. Holy discombobulation, that was a surprise.

I'm sorry I haven't been really updating! I swear I'll get some chapters out soon... I'm a VERY slow writer, which is why my writing style seems so deliberate, if you haven't noticed yet. The second semester is coming to an end and it's hectic enough to postpone some writing.

Greetings, fellow earthlings.