May 19, 2004 19:32
I just plain hate him.
Mr. Luce is evil.
Pure, un-filtered, un-child blocked evil.
We have to write a narrative essay.
Okay, 1.) a narrative essay is pretty much an oxymoron because it's more of a story than an essay. And 2.) It had to be about one of the subjects he wrote on the board. (Write about... A time when you betrayed a friend. Were pressured into doing something. Felt like an outsider. Did something, regreted it, but was too late to change, etc.)
Yeah, well the only thing that's happened to me that relates to one of those categories is something I'd rather not share with anyone.
Confidential though. He'd be the only one reading them. Mr. Luce says nothing surprises him much anymore. So I figured, heh, why not? I'll write about the mistake I made on January 28. (Yeah, if you think you should know but don't. Don't worry, you're not suppose to know what I did.)
Oh but wait! We're doing peer editing!
:TWITCH: And he told us this AFTER I had the majority of the outline and junk written.
Memo to self - Beg Mr. Luce to let me edit my own paper.
And the rough draft is due Friday. It has to be a minimum of 500 and the maxium is 700 words. It's not the minimum I'm worried about. Between 2 and 3 pages. The last time I wrote a story the grand total was 10 pages.
¬.¬ This will be difficult ladies and gentlemen. Much editing will be done with this story/essay/freaking thing.
But.... I think it just might be possible.... maybe.... I hope.... :-/