22 - Harrison McCall #22

Well, this is my last blog entry. The problem is that I have literally no idea what to write about. I just have straight up writer's block. Like everything I think of I either have already written something similar to it or I could never get around 350 words out of it. I spent more time than I care to admit thinking of what to write about, but then I decided to write about my lack of stuff to write about. Kind of like what Tobuscus does in his Dramatic Song song where he sings about the lack of stuff he has to sing about. Except I am writing instead of singing. I guess that really says something that I can't think of 22 things in my life worth writing about. Like that is really lame if you think about it. I just realized that I am only like halfway through. Wow. I am going to have to figure out some other way to stall this out. I mean I guess trying to write words about a lack of words really isn't the best idea. The entire concept is contradicting and really doesn't make sense, but I was desperate. It is hard trying to come up with a whole 22 different distinct journal entries, which I didn't even do because I had some that split into 2. I would say you try coming up with 22 things to write about, but most of the people reading this did, so that doesn't really work. I guess you are just better than me, or at least more creative. I probably would have been able to come up with an actual topic for this if I had spaced them out over the entire break, but I pretty much just did them all in this last week so I am going to blame this on procrastination not a lack of creativity. Well, I would say that this is enough words for now, so yep, I'm done.