January 3, 2020
I should've considered this day my day off at writing, because I just realized that writing 1000 words a day can be so tiring. I also want my content to be fresh and new everyday, so it's hard for me to do this shit daily, but my body became writing a routine. I didn't realized that I got hooked on writing. I just did this for my hobby. I can't even get views on Wattpad.
The thing that inspired me to write again today is when I saw my Webnovel views. I can't believe I got a hundred views over my crappy writing. I dunno how Webnovel works but my Gregoritas, it drove me to improve my writing skills. I did this shit as a joke, a bunch of stories that I experienced throughout my existence, but man, a hundred people reading my story warms my heart.
Though I must admit that I'm a fictional character working for Sam Jetson, but man, even I, Greg, was impressed by this views. Man, it makes me think of telling all of my stories through childhood and until to the future of my life. I still have a bunch, inspired by the series of events happened by the real person, Sam Jetson. Take note, these stories should be taken by the grain of salt.
I'm like Deadpool, I can break the third wall. I can even say a big "fuck you" to the author. In fact, my name should be the one imprinted on this book coz Sam is just my typist for this story. Just kidding, I still love Sam Jetson.
Author's message: Aw, thank you.
The only difference between us is that I'm just only a fucking fictional character. It's true that these stories and events happen in my life, but it's not the same universe as you. My Gregoritas, if only I can meet all of you in person, I'll prolly tell all of my shits on line you forever. This things that happened in the "Greg Universe" are just one percent on what was happening today.
I have a lie that I must admit today. Since I'm the main character of the story and Sam Jetson is the typist, he made me endorse his Twitch channel. It's true on what I mentioned in the past chapters that I aspires to be a streamer and that I created a new Twitch channel. What the lie is the Twitch name and the game played, although I also have in my universe. It's called Sinigang Games, and I stream League of Legends.
My Gregoritas, if you visit Philippines, I would love to treat you to my mom's sinigang: all natural and no added preservatives. Pinakbet is just a bunch of vegetables all together. This author got a weird palate when it comes to foods. I would've allow him to name his Twitch Sinigang Games, because that name only exists in my universe, but nevermind, it happened. He typed the name that he likes. The concept of favorite food as a game name even came from me, because in the gaming world, lots of player's names originates from foods like Disguised Toast, PewDiePie (it has a pie in it), and more.
Author's message: Yes, he's right, that Twitch name is me, promoting my channel. I'm sorry my Gregoritas for messing you all up. It's not part of Greg's storyline. If you're interested in my gaming stuff, then you can drop by at my Twitch website. I don't post a lot of stuff, but if my connection is stable, then I'll do a livestream. My internet is poor, so my frame rate might drop at any rate. If I had enough money, then-
Okay, Sam, we're good now. This is my book, not yours. You can't just type fucking 100 words for your part.
Author's message: Yeah, yeah, I understand.
Nahhh, fuck it. It's okay, I'm just kidding. You can type all you want. My day was unproductive. Just don't use people, okay.
Author's message: Ouch, that hurts.
No, no, no, I didn't mean to hurt you. Why?
Author's message: It's the term "people" that hurts me. It's not that I hurt people, but because I am always used by people a lot because of my "nice guy" attitude.
Aw, if only I coincided with your world, I would've hugged you. Just remember the Golden Rule, Sam, and be a tough cookie this 2020. Nice guys finish first.
Author's message: Thank you, Greg, but anyways, this will be my last interruption for your story. I wouldn't allow myself to dominate this entire book by my random thoughts. From now on, you're in full control of this story. Never mention anything that talks about me. Even if you call me out, I won't budge. I'm just the typist of your adventures. Do you understand, Greg?
Yes, I understand. Sorry, Sam.
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Well, I guess he's literally won't interrupt me anymore.
Anyways going back to my shitty life adventures, I didn't really do much for today. I just did a live stream on playing League of Legends (shout out to all LoL players out there). I won't tell my LoL name, it doesn't even exists in your universe, but I main Nasus. Easy 600 stacks boi.
Anyways it's getting a little bit late by now, and I should be practicing to sleep early, because my class will be back on fucking January 6. I don't wanna go to school coz I have a shit ton of workload that I've not finished since the last time I joined RSPC.
Maybe I might take a break tomorrow, because I think I need to practice sleeping early for Monday. Man, I might types my shitty thoughts earlier than 12 midnight so that I can have energy all throughout the next day. So anyways, good night.