As I prepare to find a topic for our second essays (due friday, by the way) I can't help feeling that my life is rather uneventful. While the writer should be able to say "my life is worthy of writing about", I honestly think it is rather not. This does not mean I think meanly of my value, only that I've had much the same experiences as others and can not seem to draw insights from the ordinary. I am sure this is my problem, that others are able to look at the small things and see how they molded them, are able to write a brillant essay on it. But this ability I do not posses.
I am afraid it will make this class very difficult.
Olivia
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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Olivia- your name alone makes you extraordinary. I love the name Olivia. And even though you may have had the same experiences as a lot of people or even the same name, you are unique. Hope it's okay that I said this. I only did because I can totally relate to feeling ordinary, and it's a difficult ditch to dig your way out of when you are faced with an empty page. Good luck:)
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