Well then, this is a thing I have to do weekly now. I was going to start it on Friday- a nice, solid day that's easy to remember and the day where the storm of homework has usually passed- but I forgot. Saturday it is.
I have a lot of plans for what I'm going to write; I'm just having a lot of trouble writing them- which is an issue. First of all, there is a poetry piece due this Monday that I need to start. That's going to be based on my drama club and the inevitable panic and stress before a performance, as well as the good parts. No idea how to start that off though, so I'll be looking up some poetry and hopefully getting the gist. I've also been planning a piece for a while about an ice-cream man. I'll try to start that soon. Oh, and I also have a travel writing assignment which is probably going to be about my most recent adventure to the Shake Shed...in Whitstable. I'm quite looking forward to that actually. It will get started soon- especially since it's late (I'm sorry mam, but I am getting to it). Finally, I feel as if my sense of humour has been drying up recently. Thus, tonight I plan to immerse myself in some comedy-perhaps Bill Bailey-and try to start a funny piece from whatever I get from that.
So I have a lot of starts-and finishes-to do; two pieces needing to be finished for Monday. I guess I could have made this better for myself if I actually did something this half-term, so that was silly of me. This is going to be a...different weekend. Or, knowing me, a stressful Sunday.
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