The efforts of a high school student
I just went back and looked at some of the English 'essays' I wrote in high school, which was, what, five years ago? And Jesus H. Christ, people. That was embarassing. But also oddly amusing.
I had actually written the phrase 'To summon up' at the end of one of them. I reacted 'on' things. I posed questions that I began to answer with the word 'Yep'. I wrote 'teared apart'. I even described a certain event in a novel as 'very not interesting'.
*headdesk*
Note to self: do not read your junior high stuff if you find that you still have any of it left.
Man, reading the 'conclusion' to my analysis (and I'm using the word 'analysis' in the loosest sense possible, here) of Grisham's The Rainmaker is cracking my shit up.
What worries me slightly, though, is the idea of looking back on this blog in a few years and having a similar reaction.
1 comment:
my god, I still write like a kratta ;) My english isn't at all what it should be or could be.
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