Writing an essay…

It’s so (I’m not going to say weird – my favorite word right now) don’t know what else to call it …em…it’s so interesting that when I have a lot of work to do…I blog. But then again, I sometimes have so much funk that I need to get out of.  It’s kinda like two sides of me (I wonder if typing on an actual keyboard would be better than this touch screen – I am really working here- tiring) So …it’s one of those days when I don’t have much to say but I have no intention of shutting up. This is just me …being all so lonesome, bored, cranky, disgruntled (with my phone) and in need of a really good ramble. I don’t even know what I want to ramble about- it is that bad- I’m just really bored. I’ve got an essay, I’m struggling with and once in a while a really good idea would come and I’ll type it up and then nothing.  So the best thing (for me) to do is chat to me. I try not to think of anyone reading this cos it’s so personal yet so open and exhilarating (kinda). I’m really tired of writing this essay (that I can’t even share on my blog cos it is course work). I’m not going to say I am bored again (stopped counting how many times ‘bored’ is in this post). I really am b…d. I really do not like writing essays (or maybe I do …I don’t know anymore). I’m b…d. I have got to write a 1000 word report on ‘teaching in a specialist area) and it’s hard cos I’m b…d. Worst of all…I’m in the studio!!! Who writes essays in a studio (seriously? what’s tha about?). Maybe, I should get myself home, sit in front of the telly and try to write this essay that is due on Friday (and boring me to tears)

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