CRAP GUYS, I have a long essay due in Non-Fiction class next Friday and I have no idea what the hell to write about. I originally wanted to write about my lack of olfaction since I’ve never really written about that before in any sort of formal context, but my teacher and I thought that would be better for the second long essay because I kind of want to take a literary journalism-type approach to it.

So now I’m currently at a loss for the first essay.

I’d actually like to write about Vancouver (or at least my walking around Vancouver) but I’ve repressed all that crap and I think that if I try to bring it to the forefront of my mind would cause physical pain.

But right now it might have to happen, ‘cause I’ve got no other ideas.

Haha, and you think I would, too, considering all the random crap I’ve been through the past year or so.