It's like this. Urgh. What the hell. I can't even. 

Yeah it's what it's like it's. Whoa, look, three "it's" in one sentence. This could be in the next update.

Ahahahaha. No.

Like, this is one of the worst writer's block in my writing history. Write a page full of dialogues. Delete. Think of this awesome idea and then try to write it down. Delete. Try to do anything to write again. No. Delete delete delete. Everything.

Yeah, I tried comforting myself already, thinking that yeah, there are some great authors that doesn't update through a quarter or so, but everyone still loves him/her. Like, guess what? Did it make me feel better? No. Not at all. At least they finally come back with a wonderful idea. Me? Nuh-uh, I don't think so. 

I've been really into apply fics these days. I mean, look at my latest blog posts. Ahahahaha I wish I could really be like Kyuhae herself. Guess what? Both of us are crazy. I guess I poured some of me into her description. Those applications look quite good to me, at least I did write something. But no, I doubt the fact that I'm going to be chosen. Why? Because there are still great people out there applying too, and they still update their fics regularly. What about me? Last time I updated was like a month ago, and the oneshot collection, oh God, don't even remind me about it. Everytime I try to write a long story it end up with a writer's block. Like what the fish. Hell God.

Really I'm thinking of running away from this. Again. Urgh, my head. And to add it up my mom is complaining about how I kept my eyes glued to the computer during summer break. Mom, this is my life. Except from this I have nothing else. Please, let your daughter do what she is supposed to do. Like ranting about how she can't write properly and waiting for others to comfort her.

Please, someone out there, comfort me or I'll stay like this until the end. Like. Yeah. 

But if you're annoyed with my endless ranting here, I still understand you. If I were you I would be so too. Like, this immature person, trying to write but then give up at the end. How pathetic.

Now that person is wishing that she was Tablo. Whoa. How great life could have been then. Or at least she could be like her favourite authors. Yeah.

Please hope that she would calm her down when next week ends, and if you are still reading this, I thank you for your patience and sympathy.

Ashley/ Summer/ Gidae is out. Peace guys. Have a nice week.