Alright, here's the deal. I'm a senior this year and in my senior skills class we work on making career passports. Basically, it's what we use to send to businesses we want to go to. We put our resumes, transcripts, varification of employability skills, and other such papers in it.
Another part of the class is preparing ourselves for college. We go over how to apply for grants, scholarships, enrollment, and other related stuff.
Well, in this class we have to write a "practice" college essay. The teacher comes around and hands you a piece of paper with a topic on it and you have to give her a hand written, 250-300 word, essay on the topic.
My topic will be given in the essay so just keep reading and you'll see. Here's my essay...
So, I was sitting in class when my senior skills teacher gave us an assignment to write on. Our assignment was for us to write a practice college essay. When she finally came to my desk she handed me a sheet of paper. This little guy said that I needed to come up with a new postage stamp idea and explain why I chose what would be on it.
Once I read this slip of paper I immediately requested a new topic, because I didn't feel like I could be as creative on it as I wanted to be. Thankfully, my teacher allowed one trade-in for each student. The new assignment was for me to say I wrote a 300-page autobiography. I am to submit page 217. I'm not sure what I was thinking, exactly, but this is what I said:
"So, I was sitting in class when my senior skills teacher gave us an assignment to write on. Our assignment was for us to write a practice college essay. When she finally came to my desk she handed me a sheet of paper. This little guy said that I needed to come up with a new postage stamp idea and explain why I chose what would be on it.
Once I read this slip of paper I immediately requested a new topic, because I didn't feel like I could be as creative on it as I wanted to be. Thankfully, my teacher allowed one trade-in for each student. The new assignment was for me to say I wrote a 300-page autobiography. I am to submit page 217. I'm not sure what I was thinking, exactly, but this is what I said:
'So, I was sitting in class...'"
Now, if you didn't catch it, my topic was writing a 300-page autobiography in which I submited page 217. I share this with you because my teacher bragged about it to people that whole weekend and made sure my mom read it too. Then, when I got back to school the next day, she had me stand up in front of the class to read it outloud.
Then I get an award that she gives to one student in each class each week for doing something good. What it all amounts to is that she loved my essay...
Yeah, I know. I'm good. I mean, I teamed up, to write the insanely awesome "Adventures With Capt. Cornbread", with crazyllama96, and now I got all this recognition for my essay.
I'm usually not very good at taking complements as complements, but as sarcastic remarks, but I think I took this one as a bit too much of a complement. What do you think?
Alright, you want more weird? How about this... Death by beebles wrote about me breaking his necklace in one of his articles. The cause was because I was trying to see how many peoples' noses I could pick before I left to go home, and he tried to beat me up so I just tried to pick his nose instead of fighting back. Then he fell and started running backwards as I was attempting to hold him up. We both fell and as we did I broke the necklace. His girlfriend bought him the necklace and so he was rather mad, and instead of trying to apologize for the next ten minutes I helped clean up and then thrusted for his nose again.
I gave up for a minute so he could take one of our friends home but I followed him so when he pulled into her drive way I could blockade him. At first he didn't realize what I was doing but then I told him my plans of keeping him there until he let me pick his nose. He didn't take it... he just sat there.
I got bored of his attitude of "noness" that I finally let him be... Just don't think this is the end Alex... mwahahaha...*cough* ...gaha!
Alright, I can see you're tired of my rambling so I'll let you go now.
Capt. over and out!