Here is a story I started writting for some reason...I don't know why though, I just did.
Chapter 1: Not another day. *groans*
It was a normal day. People were going about their normal dayly, mundane lives. Nothing new or interesting, except there was this one guy with a dancing monkey. But I digress.
The sky was blue. The air was crisp. It was definatly going to be a great mid October day. The trees were turning and the earth was cool. It was paradise. At least for some.
For me, it was hell. I was just a freshman in college, with no money and no job. Just trying to make ends meet. I was barely keeping up with the workload, and to make matters worse, the mid terms were coming up. Man, what am I gonna do.
I pondor these things as I walk up to my first class of the day, Chemistry 102D. Shit. I hate Chemistry, but If I'm to major in Bio, I'll have to take it. Damn it. Damn it all to hell. Great, there's the TA. Why can't I have a real profesor. Sigh, nothing ever works out alright for me.
Here we go, another boring class, taking notes, listening to this stooge ramble on and on and on. Must...resist...doodling on this piece of note book paper. Resistace....failing.....gaaaaah!!!!
Sigh, I feel better now. Especially since that picture totally rocks hardcore. Damn, I don't think I've ever drawn a better picture. SHIT!!!! I just missed something important. Oh well, I'll read it later. Hmmm, something about Prions I think. No wait, thats Bio. What did he just say. DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT.
Only five more minutes. Come on, just a little longer.
5...4...3...2...1...*ring*
Yes, now I can leave. Thank the stars.
God I hate this place. Lets check the schedule. Hmm, 3 hours till my next class. I'm gonna go crash.