[So, in reality I had to write this part on paper because I don't have Internet at home, plus this part was done during my 24 hours of challenge. I have written it in past tense, more so like looking back on it. I didn't have my paper when i typed this, and I needed to get it done.]
During this time period, I didn't really ever make the mistake of using the technology that I was supposed to give up, but I did have multiple urges to either use the computer to type or to use my cell phone to text some one. I didn't have the urge to use my PS2, and when I wanted to listen to music I put on the radio.
When I wanted to use my computer, I kind of ignored the urge to do so, and instead I read. Though after a while of reading, new ideas started to spark in my head for story's, and I only wanted to use my computer more. I yet again suppressed my urge to do so and attempted to write said story on paper with pen. This didn't last long, because as I have experienced before my mind works at a much faster speed than my hand will ever be able to write, so I ended up just daydreaming, and playing the story in my head like a movie.
This was quite entertaining for a very long while. However, in the midst of doing so I had the urge to listen to music, you know, to add to the back round, to the tempo and beat my characters moved at, to give the battles some meat, and to give each part more drama.
That is when I started to wish that I was never assigned this project.
In order to listen to music I would have to listen to the radio, and I needed to have specific songs in order for this to work.
Slightly moping, I stopped daydreaming. I turned on the radio to 100.9, a rock station I liked and began to do my chores.
When I was done with those I was bored. Really bored. And normally when I am bored I text people, but this challenge wasn't over yet. So I couldn't text any one, and even though my dad was home, I didn't really want to talk to him. So I took a shower.
Hey, when all else fails, why not take care of your hygiene? (Even if you already had a shower that day...)
When I was done with that, I went to my room and drew, or attempted to, until I got really frustrated with not being able to draw what I wanted. So I shoved my Sketch book aside and thought for awhile.
About a lot of things. First, about what most girls think about my age... Pretty people. Then more about life and who decides what. I think I actually confused my self at one point, to the extent that my brain basically shut off and I feel asleep. I woke back up around 2:30 am and decided it was time to really get cozy and sleep.
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