Homework
I am not a very creative writer (at least in my opinion). Only things I write about are my personal life (which I believe you aren`t interested in XD) and my thoughts (which you probably aren`t interested in either, but don`t have much choice, hahaha). So, I should write about something... Present? Too boring and chaotic. Past? I don`t wanna get to nostalgic, it will lead to sad thoughts and I don`t wanna get to depressed, thank you very much (and here it comes – Killing me softly on radio, isn`t coincidence a wonderful thing?). So what is left? Future? Nah, I don`t know what I want anymore so I can`t see my future anymore, it kinda fells like I was supposed to die but am still here waiting for Reaper to figure out he forgot about me. Can you imagine Reapers face? Hahaha, I guess he`d be like “Damn! How could I forgot her? And I had such a spectacular opportunities to kill her :( Now I`ll have to come up with something new... Nah, I am to lazy, I`ll just make her die in car accident, it`s standard today...”. I guess I watched to many anime...
Ok, today is a new day (literally, I gave up last time cause I ran out of inspiration). I guess I should at least mention music since I dedicated my life to it, ne? So... Why music? To be honest, I don`t know. Maybe it was just easy thing to chose since I was surrounded with music since birth. My dad always played guitar and mom and me sang with him. I always thought that music is my purpose, that my destiny (that`s such a strong word, I don`t really believe in destiny, every one of us is blacksmith of it`s own luck) is to be a piano teacher, to inspire love for music in many young hearts and show them that music is our sanctuary, friend that always understands you and is there for you. Well I guess I blew my chance for that, but what is done can`t be undone (unfortunately). If there is a God I really hope he has some plan for me, a plan that`ll make me useful cause I wanna have a purpose. I wish I could talk with him, at least once, cause I`d really like to know what the hell does he want from me??? The time when I could call myself a pianist was only time when I felt like a (model) person. I wasn`t a nerd, geek or just another asocial, insecure girl, I was someone, someone who had a promising future ahead of herself. And now? Here I am, stuck in the middle of nowhere, waiting for my prince to come and save me... NOT! I`ll get myself outta here, I just need some time and I`ll sort everything out. Till then i just have to keep on going, moving forward and being who i am (no matter how much it freaks people out :D).
PS: I know I wrote it in slang but you never said I can`t so I just did it...
PPS: I have to apologize cause my homework was mainly throwing my random thoughts on paper.
As I said I am not a very talented writer and I didn`t know what to write about so it ended up
this way.
PPPS: Is it just me or do I use “I” to much??? XD