Today we looked further in to different characters and it turns out two of mine were basically the same
I am either two different, but basically the same angry women or an eight year old girl.
Each character revolved their conversation around frustrated circumstance and the need to hate something or find the worst in each situation, a part from my younger character who resolved her situation. I find myself picking the bad points of everything and that’s why I am a hostage in my own life. I find myself tied to my own thoughts and feeling and difficulties. I don’t handle things like anyone else I know. Everything has to end with screaming and crying and someone not understanding, everything. I mean, I had a fight with a wall this weekend and I also had a fight with my own face, resulting in a bruise in the front of my forehead because it turns out I pack force.
I am sixteen, maybe fifteen.
First relatable song.
My first idea heavily involves my life and my path and not so much the characters I’ve met, but what these characters along the way have done to batter me in to submission within life. My life is: finish university with some form of degree, get a job, move out, get engaged, get married, have a child and live a normal life. But nothing is normal. Life has been flipped upside down every year since I was fourteen. FOURTEEN.
My other idea is completely different to the first.
I find myself wanting to make others laugh. I try to laugh a lot at what’s going on around me and try to make the best of a bad situation. Others laughing brings me complete and absolute joy. I mean, what is better than the sound of your step son laughing because you say his feet smell, or the sound of your dad laughing because you’ve called your mothers new partner “Peggy Lou” because his names Louis and he only has one front tooth.
I love making the best of a bad situation and a lot of my situations are bad.
Second relatable song.