ME...
Disclaimer: This entry is not to be read with an angry voice...I'm not angry...you know i would never let school affect me that much...read it while laughing(but i really do hate the class)
I've never had to work hard for anything in my life. I'm one of those people that's good at a lot of things...but not really GREAT at anything. Anything I've ever tried to do, I've done...unless I changed my mind (which is also a problem)...Anything I've ever wanted I've gotten, with some work (still working on my Cadillac though). Until junior year, I'd only gotten 2 Bs EVER...and do you know what they were in...ART!!! SO I am NOT lying when I say I have NO creative bones in my body. Everything is taken literally with me...I don't have the power to read in between the lines, or make up irrational stories...I believed for a month that they took gullible out of the dictionary.
AND NOW...I have to take Creative Writing!! I HATE this class...I cry when I think about it...I cry when I think about the work...I don't want to do it...I considered changing my major JUST so I wouldn't have to take this class but Tony wouldn't let me drop it. And now that I've paid for it, I'm going to get my money's worth(I think I would appreciate my scholarships more if they gave me the money and then made me pay for my classes). So if you see me crying, or hear me saying words that I've never said (I have to do my homework) then know why. It's the EVIL creative writing class...GRRR!!
I wonder if you can buy an imagination off of EBay
I've never had to work hard for anything in my life. I'm one of those people that's good at a lot of things...but not really GREAT at anything. Anything I've ever tried to do, I've done...unless I changed my mind (which is also a problem)...Anything I've ever wanted I've gotten, with some work (still working on my Cadillac though). Until junior year, I'd only gotten 2 Bs EVER...and do you know what they were in...ART!!! SO I am NOT lying when I say I have NO creative bones in my body. Everything is taken literally with me...I don't have the power to read in between the lines, or make up irrational stories...I believed for a month that they took gullible out of the dictionary.
AND NOW...I have to take Creative Writing!! I HATE this class...I cry when I think about it...I cry when I think about the work...I don't want to do it...I considered changing my major JUST so I wouldn't have to take this class but Tony wouldn't let me drop it. And now that I've paid for it, I'm going to get my money's worth(I think I would appreciate my scholarships more if they gave me the money and then made me pay for my classes). So if you see me crying, or hear me saying words that I've never said (I have to do my homework) then know why. It's the EVIL creative writing class...GRRR!!
I wonder if you can buy an imagination off of EBay