Is it bad that the only thing I can write about is my inability to write about anything substantial? I think it's bad, especially considering I have about 8 million essays due tomorrow and I literally can't write anything besides my name in the top left corner. Yep, that's right, at this point I have such a writer's block that I can't even manage to get a date and title down on any of my essays. To be fair, who wants to write a 6 page essay analyzing why some Spanish girl can cook food that makes everyone want to fuck like turtles and catch on fire (it's called Like Water for Chocolate or some other bullshit about chocolate). It's probably the dumbest book I've ever watched a movie of. I would honestly rather watch a marathon of all Mary Kate and Ashley detective movies while being punched in the balls at the same time, that's how bad this movie is. The only redeeming quality of this movie/book is that there are a lot of boobs. That being said, they are pretty average-not-movie-quality boobs. The moral of this post is that if you ever have to watch some movie about chocolate and people on fire, tell your teacher you are sick and then go die so you won't have to not be able to write 5-6 pages on it. Or you could rant about how bad the movie is to get your creative juices flowing and turn your writer's block into a writer's...block. Yeah, this didn't help me one bit; I still have a writer's block. Fellow blog readers, it's been nice knowing you because I'm so fucking fucked for classes tomorrow. Night, night savages.
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