Wrote another script today. Empty.

This story is inspired by one of Gurvina's many Hindi movies that was always ironic. Surely I had been copying, but I didn't like this story so much. Maybe I had little inspiration, or perhaps I was just not good enough to come up with some excitement in the story. I was supposed to be reading Biology today. My aunts came over for dinner and she asked me how was my application for the scholarship going on. I wanted to tell her that there are many more other people smarter than me, and I don't think I wanna study anyway. I wanted to write. My dad has been asking me to take Business and Marketing, a subject I detest with an outcome I desire. I spent my whole afternoon sleeping and writing a few more silly short stories and the script. I told Briggs and the rest that I will be done with it by tomorrow. Yes, I will hand it in to Pn. K and see what she does with it. 

I have been wondering for a long time now, I don't know what my career should be. I wanted to write since I was young, journalism was one of my dreams. But then again, do I have what it takes? I love writing, but that doesn't mean I'm good at it. That is why I should learn from other more experienced people. Pn. K suggested writing in to The Straits Times and see what happens. Maybe I should send in some of my older pieces to them, and we'll just see what happens. If I turn out to be a famous writer somehow, I'd like that =). 

Unfortunately these things won't come true unless I fully rely on God. Once I made up my mind to go with journalism, I abruptly stopped studying. The subjects I like the most- Bio and Chem holds no interest for me now. This is the time where I change my mind and go to a totally new direction. This is where the question arises. What if it doesn't work out? Shouldn't I just take writing as a hobby? I hope I could, but I couldn't resist writing and letting my imagination run free once I turn on the computer. I started dreaming weird things, great things to write in books, but I had no idea how to start. I end up staring at a blank Word Document the whole afternoon, attempting to start something that would not work out. Again, like today, I wasted 6 precious hours of my life, the time I could spend on studying Bio. I begin to get fearful, because if I have no interest in studying- what's going to happen? I don't know, for real. Thank God tomorrow is the last paper, I don't have to worry about it anymore. I used to look forward to the holidays to watch the korean series and the animes I have been dying to watch. I wanted to try gaming, too. But then when I started writing again, i.e Tribute To Her dedicated to the principal, I realised that nothing is better than sitting in front of the pc writing stuff and reading a good book in the afternoons. Call me a dumb nerd, I am what I am. I can't wait for tomorrow, really. I can't wait for Bio to finish, and I am not thrilled of my results. Surely I would slip, I don't know how disappointed my father will get. i never told him I wanted to write for a living. Maybe results day might just be the perfect timing to reveal it. Maybe then, something will happen. By the way, my sweet 16 is coming up, but my sis has been crying and ranting about how she should celebrate hers. I might have to cancel my sweet sixteen ='( zi was kind of looking forward to an excellent party, followed by a slumber party right after. Too bad it may not work out. Sweet sixteens are meant to be special, but maybe I will wait 2 more years and make it my elegant eighteen or something. I'm not even allowed to buy cake for my sweet sixteen -.- 

But I'm bored of cakes anyway. I don't really look forward to my birthday now, I'm actually looking forward to the 27th. Twilight!!