I started bitching to my mom about cheerleaders and ambition and short stories, and while she was plucking on same fake eyelashes in front of her full wall bathroom mirror, she said, "Why don't you write about cheerleaders, then?"
*rolls eyes* Why do moms do ingenious shit like that?
Wednesday, 19 March 2008
HOLD THAT THOUGHT
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Creative Writing,
Ohana
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