Showing posts with label exhaustion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label exhaustion. Show all posts

Friday, November 5, 2010

Whaat?!?!

I haven't experienced writer's block until now.  What happened?!?  Did talking about writers block and coming up with ideas for things to write about in class somehow?
I have quite a few ideas to write about, but I have been so sleep deprived this week, I even skipped out on my weekly youth group, because I fell asleep in the car on the car drive there from San Francisco, and I didn't want to walk in late (15 minutes late...).  I tried to write a few pieces of fiction, but I started a few, but I was unable to finish them, so I saved them and started to try to write something new.
Writer's block is so frustrating though.  I hate the feeling of helplessness as I sit in a chair on the kitchen table, and type away, as my mom checks on my screen once every while to make sure that I am still on task, and not on Facebook, chatting, or surfing the web.
I think one of the main reasons why I am so distracted though, is because I am distracted by Phuong on Facebook, and because the TV is on, but when I usually write my blog posts, and do all my homework, I am on Facebook, switching back between the tabs.  I usually don't write with the TV on though, but it is extremely distracting with all the interesting current events.  There are so many acts of violence.  Channel after channel, news after news, there are reports of how a police officer was accused of sexually abusing his three children, many channels discussing and showing the riots in the streets of Oakland about the Mehserle case, the sentencing, and even a interview and report about a man who killed numerous people, but walked out of the room calmly, claiming that he didn't do anything, and that the man in the many surveillance videos wasn't him.  There was even a mother of a daughter who was (most likely) murdered by him that tried to talk to him, telling him that if it was an accident, he could admit it, that it was better if he got the case off his back if he was guilty of killing her daughter.  He stayed silent for forty minutes before finally telling her that he was nervous about talking to her too, but that he wasn't guilty.
I'm still tired and ready for sleep.  So sleep is where I'm headed.  The TV is off, and all I have to finish is to shower, and finish my blog post. I've got one checked off!

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Anything and Everything (one of those brain-dump moments)

(FYI,  I wrote this on paper at 8PM today, and I'm just typing it up now.)

I'm listening to Dynamite and thinking: "What can I write about?" Hmmm...

Staring out at the sky, the setting sun and near-empty park, I realize, I'm cold.  There are a few people playing volleyball, one practicing soccer (no, not Marco), and a father with his children and dog.  This place, the tall slide platform, will be my new place.  This is where I go when the rest of my family or my brother are at the school in a meeting.  I wish I could come here at night more often.

Today is the Chinese Moon Cake Festival or whatever it's called.  You know, that day when Chinese eat moon cakes to celebrate the full moon or something? Yeah, that.

Anyways, I've been reading this book.  If I say the title, I bet a ton of people will start judging me or something for the kind of book I'm reading, so the title will remain unknown (the people I talk to a lot probably know what book I'm talking about).  As a result of my strange book preferences and choices and curiosity, I've been wondering:
What is it like to burn (literally, with fire)?  What does breaking a bone feel like?  What about being stung by a bee? Or having chicken pox?  What does it feel like if you're drowning?  Starving? High???

Ack.  It's getting cold. I'm going to go finish inside...

What happens if you fall off a cliff (other than the obvious)? What happens if you get stuck in what seems like a hallway that stretches on to infinity?  Become immortal? Invincible? Get all your wishes and everything you ever wanted?  And fall in love?

*random sidenote* You know, there's a reason why I was outside.  There's no way I can do homework with all these boy scouts running and yelling.  Oh my gosh... they were playing Duck Duck Goose earlier... I haven't played that game in such a long time!!!

And if you actually do read this, no, I'm not crazy ;) Just curious.