The Perks of Being a Cuban.

With spring creeping in and making everything all sticky coomes the complete loss of motivation. I managed to make my steinbeck paper one page doubled spaced of complete suckking. Im just not feeling Grapes of Wrath anymore, even the characters suck. And I will admit I didenjoy writing about Steinbeck's chacters as they were always very complex. but Grapes is just... wandering. Its just them leaving their farm. I think i hear bats outside my window. Tandom but thats a vey strange sound. Like a dying chihuahua on helium? I can't describe it. Its a freaky sound. I don't like postingh mywriting on here cause it isnt good. But I don't know what else to post here. Im not very introspective or angry lately. I'm still cold and snarky, but no need to blog aout that. Now it seems I have o keep this forever, as an homage to a blog that was once my motivation to blog and has since been abandomed and deleted. RIP!