January 2, 6am. I woke up the next day with a tear stained face. Time to write another poem. I guess. I guess that no matter what is going on in your life. Someone would be going through a bad day. I opened up my computer, And saw an email from a friend that said, “Scratch is so fun! You should join! GWDFI is such a fun place to be in! ” And so I did, I went to sign up on scratch. I looked and saw many kinds of projects but decided that I would be a writer. Filled with excitement I wrote, and wrote and wrote for 30 minutes straight. I saw various scratchers with interesting projects but I decided to just stick with writing. Why, Why was writing so addictive? Before I knew it, my stomach growled and I saw that it was already 11 am even though I woke up at 6am not that I had anything important. I ate pancakes from the day before and continued the long and vigorous process of writing a novel. I only wrote 2 chapters before I started on my journal and wrote: A good day was today. Are you imagining birds chirping and the weather was nice with me hanging out with friends? Because no. I am so introverted. This was the day that I discovered scratch! Okay I need to go because I live in Singapore and the education systems is difficult. I also have WA’s if you know, you know. Complicating, the right word to describe my life.
. ⋆ . ✎ part of a novel : all me - 260 words ▢ ◎ тɪмε: an exhausting half hour . ⋆ . #freedom #Completemess #mps9854 #story #unique entry
