(no subject)
So I've been struggling for the last few days to write one decent college essay. I can't. I've seriously written four different essays; one is good but too long and I can't cut anymore from it, two are okay but not on good subjects, and the last one positively sucks. If I try to write about something I'm really passionate about, I can't keep the essay focused enough. If I try to write about anything else, it sounds like bullshit. I'm really bad at this. I haven't the slightest clue what's wrong with me. How do you overcome writer's block? I could really use a muse.
I've tried drinking tea and listening to music, which only produced the shittiest essay out of all of them, but probably because I wrote too much and had to cut half of it. Damn word limits! Damn them all to hell! I could go for an enlightening walk to Burger King or the gas station, and pick up something heavily caffeinated or heavily greased. But I'm at home, with my little brothers and sister, and older brother, who can't stand it here. I haven't the heart to leave him alone here with the kids.
I'm STUCK. As stuck as molasses in Alaska.
Where is the magic solution when you need it? Damn it, why is there no Starbucks in Osceola County? Fuckers!
Funny that I just associated Starbucks and the magic solution. Those double shot espressos are getting to me....
Anyways, that's enough senseless rambling.
-Jessica
By the way, Christmas was really good. It's just everything around it that's been bad. Except that night I had sushi. That was cool.
I've tried drinking tea and listening to music, which only produced the shittiest essay out of all of them, but probably because I wrote too much and had to cut half of it. Damn word limits! Damn them all to hell! I could go for an enlightening walk to Burger King or the gas station, and pick up something heavily caffeinated or heavily greased. But I'm at home, with my little brothers and sister, and older brother, who can't stand it here. I haven't the heart to leave him alone here with the kids.
I'm STUCK. As stuck as molasses in Alaska.
Where is the magic solution when you need it? Damn it, why is there no Starbucks in Osceola County? Fuckers!
Funny that I just associated Starbucks and the magic solution. Those double shot espressos are getting to me....
Anyways, that's enough senseless rambling.
-Jessica
By the way, Christmas was really good. It's just everything around it that's been bad. Except that night I had sushi. That was cool.