  I want to write an essay. I have this great idea for one. And I wrote a killer opening paragraph. It was great! But I was writing it in church and my one friend that I was sitting with wanted to chit chat with me and I wasn't able to finish it. It's a great idea, i swear it. Just the thought of it is really intelligent. But I don't know what I'm going to do with it once I write it. It's a mean idea. I don't think it is but I know others will. I write it with no ill-will to anyone.
I write for my own benefit but I want to share my ideas and writings with others. So I'm going to write it, when I get the inspiration again, and post it one here. Wow that was a worthless blog. The entire thing is just me rambling on about some essay I want to write. I didn't even say what the damn thing was about. Sorry about that folks. Church was o.k. Nothing special.
Amy, my youth leader, gave me christian fiction book about Noah's wife's mother and she wants me to read by the end of the week. Yah right. My Mum just gave me two books that she wants me to read so that I can see what the authors do with annoying characters. One is about this super ditsy pre-teen that, if I knew her in really life, i would hunt her down and murder her in her sleep. Or maybe while she was awake and aware of her surrondings. That would be exellent. Luckly for her she doesn't exist. The other is about some old rich widow whose biggest fear is becoming the main topic of gossip in her small town.
She's an odd one. Not to metion I just started Jane Eyer which is an wonderful book and I really want to keep read. And now I have Amy's book on top of it all. Holy Snickerdoodle, this blog just keeps getting worse and worse. Now it has even more worthless ramblings then before. And none of it is nessaecary. Oh dear... Too bad Stubborn Mark 
