So here I am, sitting and waiting for an idea to pop into my head. It's important that one does, but I just can't seem to imagine an out of this world story that will get me the grades I need.
The story of my life? Working hard, getting excited and then just having a disappointing end to it. Is anything ever what you actually expect?
People who don't know me probably think I'm a depressing pessimist. I'm not, but I write when I'm upset or unhappy. I don't feel like complaining to anyone else, for it's not their problem. But I can complain to myself, to the paper, to the computer screen.
This isn't really my thing, writing unrealistic stories that are never going to come true. I prefer ones that people can dream about it happening to them. But that's just me, obviously. Now I've got to write for a different audience.
I just got some great news. Don't you love it when people say nice things about people you love? I love telling the person that they're talking about, and seeing their face blush and smile. It's such a nice feeling, knowing you're making someone happy.
I'm just rambling. I should be concentrating hard, but no-one seems particularly bothered that I'm not typing up a script right now. Live and let live. I think that must be their motto.
I'll leave now though. Writing my thoughts onto a page didn't give me any ideas at all. I don't know why I thought it would.
But who questions the ways of the mind? I give up... I'm just going to live with never knowing. And hoping that I'll think of an idea!
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