So, it is now the 3rd of November. How time flys. I started writing again. I scripted about 3 pages while hanging out with Kelly and Elo today. I think Kelly kinda wanted me to leave after a while. Especially since she said "Hey Ray, don't you have to go. No offense or anything I just don't want you to be late." It's most definantly my paranoia, but sometimes people don't defend themselves unless the feel a little guilty. On the other hand I can understand, I'd want to be alone with the one I love as often as I could. I find that him and I think alike a lot more then some people are willing to admit. It's a little weird, but I think it's actually really funny. He gets frustrated when I "steal" his thougts. Anyway, back to my writing. I think I'm gonna try and go down the same path as I did with my script. Kinda cynical, dark, desperate. But it's actually going to be good this time. Since I'm doing it because I want to do it, there won't be a need to rush for a dead line. I was debating on trying to write another script or write an actual story. I went with the story because it can be easily adapted to a script if I wanted.
.... ~time passes~
Sorry I've been having an argument with someone about how spelling is not related to intellect. I don't think it is. That could partly be because I don't spell all the well and refuse to believe I'm stupid. But I honestly think I'm a rather intellegent person, I just don't know how to spell words. It doesn't mean your stupid simply cause you don't know how to spell a word. stressed sweatdrop It's a bit frustrating. Wish I had some back up on this. Wish people would comment on my journal more too. Humph. That man has ruined my mood and inspiration to write for the night.
I want to watch Romeo and Junliet again, that really got me in the mood to write. I maybe give a couple bits of my writing later as I progress. I don't even know if I'll be doing chapters.... how do you do chapters exactly? Anyway, that's another time. I hope I can be determined to finish this. I have a bad habbit of not finishing things I start. I may have a lot of will power, but I only know how to put that into one thing. And it's already in something right now.
I think I'm gonna go to GMU... I need to figure out what to do about transfering there. AIW is no fun anymore. I'm not sure it was ever fun. It's awefully lonely there, makes me more depressed when I get there sometimes. Am I complacent? Dave says I am. I looked it up and it doesn't seem so. I'm just sad I think. He told me that I'm weird sometimes cause he sees sadness and comfortable emotions in me at the same time. I wonder if that means I'm emotionally masochistic. I feel like it's wrong to be like that, and being a sadist. But I like 'em both. It's kind of conflicting. Hmmm this is turning into a rather deep conversation with myself. I don't know if I like where this is going. I'm gonna stop now. Ciao.
~Melly out.
 melidserke · Thu Nov 03, 2005 @ 06:07am · 0 Comments |
