Main Characters: James and Parker, because Jamison doesn't sound like a bad guy name.

Sep 23, 2004 18:01

I am so drained right now. All I want to do is go to sleep. I am so much better at creating ideas at night that it's ruining my work now. I have to write four pages of my play for tomorrow. I had trouble just writing my first two yesterday. It has no body or strength anymore because of one huge detail that she made me change. (I'm starting to hate this class more with each day we continue to learn about plays.) I just type a few things, stop, and stare because I don't feel inspired at all. Hopefully some tea and Streetlight Manifesto & Last Picked on repeat will wake me up. I really feel like half-assing it just because I can't stand doing this. It's not even good and the girl I switched with today to get opinions on it, wasn't critical at all. I want someone who will say exactly what's wrong and be nit-picky with it so I can improve on it. I need to learn how to settle and deal with things.

Through personal experience today, I have confirmed with myself that Brett Fowler is a pimp and not just with the ladies but with a certain Bobby Gregory as well. Man, G&T is going to be great this year. The theme is cool-triptychs(look it up). It's so broad. I'm not sure yet what I want to do though. With this fucking Creative Writing bullshit, I won't have much time to sketch any ideas either. Maybe I'll think of some this weekend because Miss Ibanez will be looking at our plays the whole time(I'm guessing we won't have to write anymore of it until next week). This is my weekend of "getaway". My time to get the fuck away from it ALL. Ela and I are planning on taking a semi-road trip on Saturday and Sunday. We just want to have fun together. I want to get away from the life I lead here, from the way I think here, and just be someone else who is better, for those two days.

In a better world, there would be a better me - Converge
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