there's nothing proper about this shit.

I've decided that rambling about the random aspects of my life is so much easier than having to write about a given topic. I'm trying to work on my pre-test for psychology and it is so killing me. I have to write paragraphs, real paragraphs, not the rambling illogical ones I write on here, about what psychology is to me. How will it help me lead a better life? How will it help me better understand myself?

Dude. For real? I have myself figured out. I am batshit crazy and it is a product of my childhood. Ask my mom, she'll vouch for me. I have to write a paragraph answer for each of those sentences. How do i answer it? I use smart people words for starters. And i kinda need to use proper sentence structure and capitalization (thanks mom for jinxing me, asshole).

If you read my ramblings obviously you realize that there isn't a damn thing that is proper about my paragraph and sentence structure. Not because I don't know how to form proper paragraphs, but more because I just don't give a shit. This is my blog. I will start my sentences with lowercase letters. I will refuse to use proper punctuation. who really cares? I think it's part of the appeal of this blog. It's called Hailz rambles for a reason. I am so used to rambling after being out of school so long, and this is a hard habit to break dammit.

Also, I can't put swear words in my writing. If you break it down and subtract every F bomb, and other 4 letter words, my blog would be....well, not mine for sure. If I wanna say ass I will. Ass. Neener neener neener. I have answered exactly one question on this test. Along with 2/3 of question 2. instead of typing my proper sentences I am sitting here rambling about my disdain for propriety in any form! No more little white gloves and all that good shit.

See, there I go, changing subjects in one paragraph again! Call the literary po po ho. I have a feeling that my charming way with words is either going to get me an A+ in my classes, or kicked out of community college, the place that doesn't even require high school transcripts. Oh how the mighty have fallen. Tune in again in about 30 minutes for writers block part 2.