Back in the middle of senior year, I was feeling particularly down and depressed and.. in a word, emo, heh. So, I decided to start writing a book, for reasons few other than to keep myself from developing a drinking habit. I put stuff in it about weekly for a while, but then senior year picked up and I thankfully never finished it.

People who’ve read it say they like it, so I think I’ll post it here, mostly to have a link to redirect people to if they ever ask if I’ve tried writing a book.

I hate the people that I’m becoming.