Making A Good First Impression
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Seeing that I am now, and have ever been, a fan of metahumour, the first paper assignment of the year from my English class provided, at first read, a wellspring of opportunities. "Two views of anything I choose to write about" allowed for all sorts of exciting choices. For instance, I could decide to write about two views of a teacher, before and after a paper assignment. Alternatively, I could write two views of a class, or two views of a word document. One view of a blank page, a desperate gaping emptiness ready to swallow my words, to put on paper the phrases that would determine my first grade, and how I would forever after be viewed by a teacher, the other a desperate, sad heap of letters thrown together with the hope of passing, please, just passing. Another idea was two views of my formerly carefree days, before homework. That train of thought took a rather depressing turn fairly quickly. Still, I was filled with boundless optimism. This would be a chance to prove to all the world, and more specifically my teacher and classmates, that I am possessed of an exquisite brilliance best expressed through the written word. This project would allow me to demonstrate both the humble, self-deprecating style for which I am known and loved, and a subtle, complex sense of humour, not relying overmuch on ironic juxtapositions. The expanse of the appleworks document seemed to glisten unhealthily with promise. The straight line of the blinking cursor in the upper left was a beacon calling me into the treacherous waters of the English language, where I would sink or float on a tide of words beyond my own control, steering where I could, and surrendering otherwise to the experience. Hesitantly, but with a warm, dangerous feeling welling up in my chest, I reached with my mouse, and clicked the “center text” button.
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This is actually the first third of something I submitted for an English III paper. I'm actually banking on my teacher not getting past the first paragraph.
heh. I swear that was me all last year. Trying to find the right balance between delighfully brilliant and avant-garde. Ahh, the writer's ego. Nice, semi-self-deprecating, yet richly descriptive ;)
ahah. Very nice.
you know, i have always wondered whether teachers actually read all of what I give them. I would like to know what you got for this...
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Yeah, definitely know that feeling. First writing assignment of my first creative writing class in college. Never finished the piece. Never even got started. Couldn't settle on any single idea. Got pulled from the class for deployment, so didn't matter either way.
Liked the feel of this one though. Been a while since I've written anything on assignment. And I remember it being rare (post-Freshman yr English) to get anything as open as that. You have a ridiculously long run-on sentence in there, but I like those kinds of things.
'enter, center' is my mantra when I type in Word, which I don't do often anymore when I'm writing creatively. (Notepad ftw)
I don't make good first impressions. In fact, I often try not to. My first poem for poetry workshop this winter was self-depreciating yet true, which took my prof a full week to realize. I never look to lie on first impressions, if only cause no one ever believes the truth first.