Cheering people up

is a lot harder to do when you are really close with the person who needs your help. If your primary attempts at stitching closed the issue don’t work, then there’s even more pressure on you to make things right again. And god forbid you don’t help, or worse: make things even worse than they already are.

there is so much pressure when someone needs you to make them happy. when you’re the only one who fits the job description, you’re the only one who can get fired. it sucks.

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On another note, I have pretty much finished the first official fourth draft of my fiction piece, “Outside”. I love it. Let some time fly by, and I might hate it. No matter what though, I love my character. He’s awesome. I think I’ll meet the physical embodiment of Spencer Callahan somewhere, someday. Maybe in Grand Central Station, or Starbucks. Who knows? I’m rather excited to see how it’s reception will fare. My class has read my first draft, which is really my own personal third draft of the piece.I swear I have so many copies of “Outside” that you would think I was writing a ‘choose your own ending’ book (which happen to be pretty fun as heck).

Well I’m off to eat some vanilla ice cream…again. Shh!

~ by kathaireinv on July 3, 2009.