Ugh, I hate this class. I'm sitting in writing seminar fuming over the quality of these stories. Mr. Lewis thinks that they're great. For some reason I think that of all the ones we've read, besides mine and another aspiring writer, are crap. Total, utter, crap. And yet everyone loves them! They write about nothing! NOTHING! I hate it... I'm not typically so critical, but it just drives me insane! I AM A SUPERIOR WRITER(I am not bragging)!!!! Yet my work gets no review and all the others are "awesome" and "excellent" and "out there". Ugh, I hate it.
Welcome to the land of mediocrity.
This is the last week of golf. Just today, Thursday, and Friday left... finally! Mel and I are alone today, but that's okay.
The next project in this pathetic class is to write a scene and optionally act it out. Great. I officially hate this class.
Oh well, better get to work and get it out of the way...
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