I have a problem writing for the sake of writing. I get that this goes against most English and writing classes, especially in high school, but it really feels like a chore. I understand that the process of sitting down to write, no matter what about, improves your ability. I get that. I just don't enjoy that process. When I was younger, I always wanted to be a writer, and this is still true. I keep having doubts about myself, thinking that if I don't like writing just to get words on paper, I can never be a writer. I need a purpose, a specific story to tell. I wish I could be the sort of person who could write beautifully about the abstract and philosophical, but I'm not. This is something I've had to come to terms with lately, especially with university on the horizon. After writing essay after essay of dribble in AP English, I'm petrified for my future. Analyze the syntax of this passage in a multi-paragraph essay, they ask. Why? Do I really think I'll have a new interpretation of the passage from the thousands of other students? No, I don't. So why write another meaningless essay? It's not only those interpretation writing assignments that throw me, but anything with an ambiguous purpose. I know I'll have to suck a lot of this up once I get to Toronto, but for the moment, I'd just like to like writing.