I am not a colorist.
Tuesday, July 18th, 2006My friend told me I was a colorist.
I was complaining on the phone the other day that Jackie and Fez are not meant for each other and when she asked me why, the first thing that popped out of my mouth was, "Well… They’re both short and they have the same hair color!" I think I even said that they’re the same specie, ethnic wise or something. And my friend exclaimed, "Aha! Colorist!" Haha, I now have a new term for racists.
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I am very lazy. But I try to work, y’know. My friends think I’m really not doing anything… well, okay, a bit true … but I’ve tried to. I’ve been trying to finish a goddamn short story for months now! I only need one more! I always start with a page or two (I actually have a seven page thing already but it’s just so stupid it’s rotting in my computer’s memory) and then throw it away. Yes, I’ve been doing this for months now. It’s harder to write when you’re doing it for a grade. When I’m always thinking of the readers. That’s why I decided that I’m not suitable for professional writing. I thought I will continue this course but I’ve decided that once I get out of this writer’s block, I’ll shift to Psychology. Something I’ve been very curious about since I was in elementary. So, anyhoo, I have this writer block still. I was almost finished with my script but I decided to redo it all over again because… it’s stupid! Another friend told me I was a perfectionist. Not really. It’s just it’s really, really, really stupid this time. So, I tried to do a writing exercise first. It’s something I got from reading lots of fanfics. This girl wrote a Hyde/Jackie fanfic to cure her writer’s block by the help of some country songs. From, those country songs, she derived the twelve chapters of the fic. I thought it was cool so I’m trying to do it with the MCR songs, the second album. But I’m not that great so I took out parts of the lyrics out of the context for each chapter’s introduction but I’m still doing it in a chronological order. It’s okay, so far, I guess. I don’t know what the hell is happening yet. But at least, something I like is finally spurting out from my pen.