Either you get it, or you don't.
You go to the library. You flip open your school issued chromebook. You type in the webpage: nytimes.com. 43 minutes later, the front page loads.
You're in middle school with hard, mountainous acne. Your jeggings are spikey from your unshaved leg hairs and nippy from plastic school chair static. You go to the library. You flip open your school issued chromebook. You type in the webpage: nytimes.com. 43 minutes later, the front page loads. It's Donald Trump wishing all the haters and losers and restful 9/11. You open another tab. You type in coolmathgames.com and play Fancy Pants 2. Then you play Run 3. Then you play Geometry Dash. Then you take a piece of looseleaf from your binder and write a 4 sentence report about a Helen Keller biography play for English class. Then you Urban Dictionary the word "69" (it's not what you thought). You freak out for searching something like that on school WiFi. You wonder if you will be arrested. You go to track practice and throw rocks in a creek for 25 minutes. Your friend's mom picks you up in a mini van. You go home. You eat a sleeve of Oreos, then study for the New York Earth Science Regents Exam (it's in 4 months).
Here's my senior thesis, the beginnings of a screenplay, and some doodles from my notebook.