we've got it all figured out!
Not a pictoblog, but it would probably belong in the WALKING HOME WITH... series. Today I walked home with Jeremy! We spotted gangsters loitering around in the kiddy park on our way home and proceeded to discuss park politics, gangster ethics, and the medical pitfalls of being a gangster.
"I think gangsters have to keep coming back to the park, you know, to hold territory. Otherwise, they'd just be visiting the kiddy park. Really, it's different from owning a kiddy park."
"But do they have to spit copiously?"
"Yes, it's in their unwritten code. I believe it's a competition for some... as in, who can hack the biggest..."
"Then they start throwing up because they've run out of spit..."
"Then pretty soon they've become bulimic - which I suppose accounts for the reason as to why they're wearing shirts and pants twice their size..."
"Then pretty soon their teeth have rotten away because the stomach acid's dissolved their enamel..."
"Which explains why they need grills!"
"Of course, it's purely and legitimately for medical purposes!"
"We've got this all figured out!"
On another note, I really hate that the first nine years of English didn't teach me anything about actually writing an essay. It's all been roses and ponies and metaphors. "Be subtle in your writing! Be eloquent!"
Alright... except subtle and eloquent will not cut it in an honors chemistry lab report. Subtle and eloquent will not cut it on an AP World essay. For the better part of this year, I've been working on writing: tight-structured, clean, blunt, methodical, and practical essays. This, combined with my terrible lack of focus, creates for me a huge dilemma: whenever I am writing a lab report or an AP essay, I get the feeling that I am doing something wrong.
"Wait... are my sentence lengths varied? Hmmmm... maybe I should have a better introduction... my conclusion isn't epic enough! My thesis isn't a hook!"
Then I wake up and I cut my sister.
"I think gangsters have to keep coming back to the park, you know, to hold territory. Otherwise, they'd just be visiting the kiddy park. Really, it's different from owning a kiddy park."
"But do they have to spit copiously?"
"Yes, it's in their unwritten code. I believe it's a competition for some... as in, who can hack the biggest..."
"Then they start throwing up because they've run out of spit..."
"Then pretty soon they've become bulimic - which I suppose accounts for the reason as to why they're wearing shirts and pants twice their size..."
"Then pretty soon their teeth have rotten away because the stomach acid's dissolved their enamel..."
"Which explains why they need grills!"
"Of course, it's purely and legitimately for medical purposes!"
"We've got this all figured out!"
On another note, I really hate that the first nine years of English didn't teach me anything about actually writing an essay. It's all been roses and ponies and metaphors. "Be subtle in your writing! Be eloquent!"
Alright... except subtle and eloquent will not cut it in an honors chemistry lab report. Subtle and eloquent will not cut it on an AP World essay. For the better part of this year, I've been working on writing: tight-structured, clean, blunt, methodical, and practical essays. This, combined with my terrible lack of focus, creates for me a huge dilemma: whenever I am writing a lab report or an AP essay, I get the feeling that I am doing something wrong.
"Wait... are my sentence lengths varied? Hmmmm... maybe I should have a better introduction... my conclusion isn't epic enough! My thesis isn't a hook!"
Then I wake up and I cut my sister.