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Meaningless Clacking

So recently I was assigned to write a 750-1000 word essay about myself for my English class, talking about my family, beliefs, thoughts on school (tehe thoughts on school), career plans, hobbies, etc. and it got me thinking. I talk about myself all the time. All teenagers do it. All people do it. Does that make us selfish? While I sat there, typing a paper for three hours on the night before because I enjoy procrastination (the word is tattooed on my forehead. Just kidding), I thought to myself, does listing random facts really give my life a definition? Am I really doing myself justice? Does anyone really give a flipinflap? While I did say that I am a Christian, who my family was, that I like to write, and other stuff, I was really thinking about the people and stories that got me to where I was. They weren't listed. Mostly because I had to keep this thing between 750-1000 words (it ended up at 1493), but still. I gave it a cheesy and bombastic title and turned it in dissatisfied. This guy is going to think I am an absolute nothing. That is not true. I would much rather have carte blanche on this than a format. Then I could really talk about me. Do I have to work today? I would just really like to say that if you ever have to talk about yourself, don't forget what makes you really you. Not what you like to do and what you believe, but who and what got you there, who inspires you, who listens to you, who you listen to. Just write something that you would want to read. Write about the person you are, not the outline of a boring person. If there's nothing like that in your life, find it fast before it's the night before at 8:30 and you're super bummed that you missed Degrassi. Or at least say there's nothing to say. Just put some feeling into it. Don't do it for nothing. Mostly because the guy at the next table with the Perfect Oatmeal (what makes it perfect? I DON'T UNDERSTAND. OATMEAL IS GROSSSSS) finds that typing sound SUUUUPPPPERRR annoying.

Abby, Absolute Wannabe

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