anotherlongshot (anotherlongshot) wrote,

crap writing.

I spent New Year's Eve trying to crank out two awe-inspiring and perfect essays in record time.

Best case scenario? I only managed one.

Worst case scenario? Both essays are worse than trash.

I'm feeling pretty good about the Yale supplementary essay I wrote, but I don't like how it doesn't have a clear focus and how it's quite all over the place. I mean, yeah, the first sentence rocks hard and the last sentence is fucking brilliant but everything in between is either really good or really bleah.

Still, that one is a lot better than the subpar piece of trash I wrote for the common application form. I had the perfect topic but I horrendously messed up the execution. It didn't help that I spent about three hours literally typing and re-typing the first freaking paragraph which consisted of me shifting phrases and sentences around.

I'm so stupid. I can't write a decent, convincing, well-written essay to save my arse. I should just die now.

And to top it all off, I fucking slept at 7 bloody a.m. this morning because I was dumb enough not to figure out why my freaking form wasn't submitting. I even resorted to sending a slightly pissed off SOS to the tech people and when I found out what was wrong, I felt so stupid that I could've died. I think I must have spent at least half an hour on that.

The lesson to be learnt? Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today. Never do that 'backed into a corner to force yourself to write an essay' thing, for when that happens, the only thing that will definitely happen to you? A brutal rape.

There goes that US$75. I could buy two long skirts from Esprit with that money. God, the travesty.


I need grammar lessons. My grammar is atrocious. I can't tell when to use the past tense and when not to anymore. I can't tell when to use 'can', when to use 'could', hell I don't even know what 'subject-verb agreement' means. When I do the questions in the Writing section of the SATs all I'm relying on are my instincts - which can definitely be wrong on too many occasions than I care to imagine.

And I'm seriously crushing on Kim from America's Next Top Model 5. I'm downloading the episodes; can't be bothered to wait for them to air on TV.

I was gonna do a recap sort of thing but I'm honestly too tired to even think properly so forget it. Anyway, what does it matter.

So, my New Year's resolution.

Uh, what's that?

Tags: law school, writing

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