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No, this isn’t about that Nicholas Sparks novel. This is about my notebook. So I was rummaging my drawers for something that resembles a scratch paper. It’s for my ideas for blog articles, so I can write them down. Yeah, I’m taking this blogging thing too seriously. If you ask me, I’d like to buy a little black book, which I shall call “My Little Black Book… of Ideas!!!” Or maybe not. Bookstores are just too crowded, and I don’t do crowds.

Anyway, my stupid search led me to discover the normal-sized neon green notebook I used back in college. Yes, it’s neon green. And on the cover is a simple paragraph in white text on a black box background.

WARNING: This notebook contains notes taken in class. Doodles derived from boredom and mood swings, may also appear often. Anyone who wants to get a decent grade is not advised to copy from this notebook.

Surprisingly, what was meant to be a smart-ass cover design turned out to be a bearer of fugly truth. Fancy that.

The semester I had that notebook, I was taking six subjects. And all notes for all six subjects? In one neon green notebook. And I didn’t even use half of it. Most of the stuff there are doodles, stupid crap, and random brain farts. Yeah, that notebook was nothing more than a prop, just to convince people that I’m paying attention in class and that I know how to read and write. Suckers.

I’ll probably post those brain farts here soon because I know you mean people would just love to laugh at my pathetic attempts at poetry. Soon. For now, consider this post a prop.

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