I struggle for thoughts about what exactly I want to write about. Pressure, ever constant, breathing down my neck. Damn you Boba, damn you to hell.

Why do I continue to unwhiten these pages with made up words like unwhiten when I'm not even sure what I have to say will be read? My English teacher says I'm a "brilliant" writer. What am I doing here? WHY AM I TRYING TO PROVE MYSELF TO A BLANK INTERNET PAGE?!

I wrote a song today with anti-Semitic views. I'm afraid to publish it because my publisher is Jewish. I wish I was Mel Gibson sometimes.

Question: Did Mel Gibson's wife ever know he was crazy during their marriage? Like did he ever just come right out and tell her to blow him in casual conversation?

Question: What's the deal with Lindsay Lohan? I mean really. Come on Linds..