Music: Celine Dion singing George Harrison. Creepy...
I'm really changing. Lately, after my most recent hospitalization (which was, like, three days ago), I have had zero aptitude for writing fanfiction. I know it hasn't been that long...but, I'm worried.
But I lost my will for reading fanfiction probably a year ago, so I really don't know if this is something to be worried about. I guess everyone changes, so...
I think my love of fanfiction is ending. It's kind of a scary thought. It (sadly) is what got me through the horrendous year called 'grade seven.'
DUN DUN DUN.
Do not speak of it---because it sucked. I really hate changes, though, almost as much as I hate receiving angry "UPDATE NOW DAMMIT BEFORE I BLOW OUT YOUR BRAINS WITH AN AK-47" emails and what not.
(As you've probably guessed, I've never gotten that extreme of an email, thank God. But I do get creepy PMs on Fanfiction.net. Really. No kidding.)
But, yeah. I will try to get some crap up here eventually. Cross my heart.
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