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today went sweet.The heat was unbearable tho. And I am right now kind of feeling guilty of what I wrote last time about my sis and brother-in-law. I had lack of sleep and I wrote terrible things. I have nothing against him. He seems like pretty decent guy and extra sweet. And he didn't have any "stupid" kind of pain, he looked really sore. So My bad, I shouldn't have written those words, or any of it. I should have kept it to myself. Now I hope no one reads this blog because It's kind of like my dumpster. I don't want this things to be read and get hurt. I just keep it apart from me, my family and that's why I once changed its address. But what the hell. Fariha (my cousin) intended to read Allah knows what she read. This is stupid. I shouldn't have told her about it.If you're reading this Fariha, Then stop it right there. Remove it from your browser history. Because you can't be trusted.Go away.  -_-

So I joined writer's cafe and checked out some courses.There's this one course that I really looked forward to, It was by TopHatGirl, she doesn't go into that site anymore but her account's still there. SO what I did, I read through all her blog post on writing and building a character in a story. I took her advice- she said to engage in a conversation in real life to avoid awkwardness in writing dialogues.She said if you're too shy to do that, just sneak in a conversation and hear what people actually talk about...I think that one would work for me. I just have to make sure not to look like a crazy person.




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