I've written on apricotpie for five and a half years, and never once have I gone a month without posting. In fact, I don't recall ever cutting it this close. There are six hours left in the last day of the month and the only thing I have to show you is an essay about how I don't have anything to show you.
Sometimes I worry about my future as a writer.

Just one of my very first writings...

Date of Event: February 21st 2011

A few hours at the mall once in a while is okay, but can you imagine eight hours? Imagine, spending eight hours in a crowded mall when you could be home doing anything you like. Well, yesterday, I had to go to the mall to go buy mattresses, bed sheets, and some comforters from Macy’s. Just that day, I had wanted to stay home and watch, “Anne of Green Gables.”