I'm Angry For Some Reason.

I have no idea why,but I just feel like yelling at every single person I see. And I am angry at ONE person for a real reason, which is the main cause of my anger. But only one person, which is actually kind of a pathetic excuse to be this angry. But sadly, you don't know the story. You don't....

But I have to cheer up, I suppose. I need to be cheerful when writing posts.

Today Salmah gave me an old Geography textbook that belonged to her brother, since I didn't have one. She specifically said "Sorry it's kind of tatty and torn , but I hope it's oka-" But she was interrupted by me going "OH MY GOD IT'S AWESOME"

Let me explain.One of the reasons I love old books because they're used, and for some reason I find used things fascinating. I think it's nice how the paper's gone all soft and the edges are sort of folded. Maybe because sometimes in antique books there are occasional drawings or tears, and I always like to imagine what happened to them. I find it strangely amusing. The textbook was like this in many respects.

I would even use this textbook. Honestly.

Anyway, the other reason (the less important one), is that all the activities were already done. And loads of notes were written down on the sides. So... basically, I didn't have to do much- at all.

Besides that , I have decided to write a collection of short stories in a pretty notebook I found in my cupboard. So far I intend on writing ghost stories (proper good ones, not the cliche ones that go somewhere along the lines of "I was in a haunted house, and there was a thunderstorm. Then a white sheet floated to me and said that he would haunt me forever!") but I can't think of anything yet. Any ideas, good or bad, will be highly appreciated, thank you. (Ha ha, like I'm going to get any.)

I suppose that's all for now, it's getting late, and I have to apologize to all the people I kind of yelled at. Goodnight.