But it's what we're actually writing about in class that's really getting to me right now. We've been doing creative non-fiction to start off the year, and I really don't like it. I mean, writing it isn't very hard, it's just too personal for me. I'm all about writing for catharsis and stuff, but I'm really one of those people who do that when I need to. In general, I don't enjoy thinking about the shit that's happening around me.
( Personal stuffs under here. Read if you dare.Collapse )
And yeah, It's just not all stuff I like thinking about, especially not now when I've been feeling sort of stressed out already because of school and Cavaliers and other crap. It's just a bit too much for me to handle all at once. I wish I was like this one kid, Joey, in my class. He's writing about packing peanuts for his issue essay. Something like that probably would've made me feel better.