brain: MAN THIS IS BORING IS HEEEELLLLL

me: "tell me, tell me, tell me something i don't knowww"

brain: you still know that old selena gomez song?!

me: yeS PLEASE HELP MEEEEE

brain: i would, but that would involve getting an equally annoying song stuck in your head

me: ANYTHING BUT SELENAAAAA

brain: ok, but you're gonna have to be quiet and still

me: ok..

brain: ya ready?

me: yES

brain: ok

brain: i hear those

brain: slEIGH BELLS RINGIN, RING-TING-TINGLIN TOOOOOOOOOOOO

me: ah well, might as well get with the rest of tumblr

brain & me: CMON ITS LOVELY WEATHER WEATHER FOR A SLEIGH RIDE TOGETHER WITH YOOOOOOUUUUU

me: well that's gonna be stuck in my head until february..

brain: why specifically then??

me: cuz then i'm gonna be thinking about twenty one pilots singing "cant help falling in love" or whatever the hell that song'a called

brain: ah

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~~after a long ass language arts class~~

me: argh, when is miss o gonna let us do a writing assignment??

me: oh wait, scratch that..

brain: wait why?

me: i suck at writing stories

brain: nah, it can't be that bad

brain: try writing some lams or jeffmads, you'll surprise yourself

me: that's what my dad tells me with piano, but do you see me getting anywhere with my left hand??

brain: you're beginning to learn "it's quiet uptown" without a single lesson on the song

brain: come to think about it, you're not even on your third lesson yet

brain: plus, you've successfully learned the entirety of "heathens" by twenty one pilots on guitar within only three or four lessons

me: shut

me: were talking about writing here

brain: jeez ok

brain: but still, look at all these great writers on wattpad, apparently all lams writers

brain: do you think writing came easy to them?

me: i don't know

me: but i assume no

brain: exactly, so you're not much different than them

brain: i mean, other than the fact that you're able to play four inst--

me: sHUT

me: WE'RE NOT TALKING ABOUT THIS REMEMBER

me: just let me sulk on the fact that i have to give a presentation in global studies

brain: i thought you said we were talking about writing

me: shut

brain: tHINK ABOUT IT THO

brain: IT COULD TURN OUT AMAZING

me: you know what i'm thinking, right?

brain: yea, why??

me: then you know how bad i am at plots

me: plus i always make the characters very ooc

brain: ooc??

me: you're me, but you don't know what ooc means?

me: wow

me: it means out of character

brain: oh ok

brain: i think it's good!

brain: besides, you're still learning.. you just need to read a bit more

brain: you already have vivid writing.. to be honest i don't think you need to change anything like that

me: [le sigh]

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~~after a class with the best global studies teacher in the world~~

brain: i'm just saying, you could be a great author when you're older

me, sighing: do you want food?

brain: oh HELL YEA

and that's my usual day in school
arguing with my fucking mind

great