I'm sitting at my writing desk. I take out my fountain pen and begin to fill it with ink. I fill it up and pull out a blank sheet of paper. I put the pen to the page, but no ink comes out. I start to press the pen harder against the page, but still the page remains blank. I touch the tip and it leaves an ink stain on the finger. I remember being relieved thinking I could write now. However, once I put the pen to the paper, the pen stops working. I start to get really angry and start digging the pen into the paper in order to make it work. The paper is shredded by now, but I'm still scratching the pen against the desk. I remember thinking that I have to finish writing an essay before time runs out. That's it.
Comments (1)
That's just about how the honors exam felt to me...
Posted by Searching Buddha | May 23, 2007 4:51 PM
Posted on May 23, 2007 16:51