I was going to post my old researched-argument paper that is the bomb diggity but I could not find it anywhere. Instead, as I was sifting through my old emails, I found this. "This" was originally an email to my high school AP Language teacher. The names have been changed because quite frankly, it's not worth the effort needed to leave them as they were.
My ranting really is kind of exhausting to read.
So, since I am sending you my paper a little late, I thought I might as well give you a general idea of what happened last night to cause this just lovely situation.
WELL, to begin with, I wrote the entire thing by hand while "taking notes" (note the sarcasm) in Mr. Violet's class on Wednesday. I underlined, I circled, I annotated! I wrote the paper, and then rewrote it. I put a LOT of effort into this- more than many other people apparently. Anyways, I decided to wait and type it up last night, because I was already kind of busy Wednesday night what with my 3-hours-long timed writing and soapstone and PreCal and sketchpad assignments and cleaning our house for church (we have church at our house). So I'm sitting at my computer, booting up and everything, when like half a dozen pop-ups come on the screen. While I'm logging on. The sad part about this is that it is normal. But I digress (that term is one of my all time favorites). So I get logged on, and 5 more things pop up- like those little gray boxes saying stuff like "WARNING! Self-destruct in 5 NANO-SECONDS!!!". Once again, normal (and once again, very sad). I get past those (50 bonus points for moving on to level 4!), and I try to open Microsoft Word. Nothing. I try again- and again nothing. I try 19 more times. Twenty-one total. So, I stomp downstairs, rant at daddy for a few minutes about technology being stupid. He didn't really listen...that time at least. So I type up my entire paper on the family computer, get it all edited and juuuuuust right, and I got to save it. What happens? Nothing- absolutely nothing. The computer freezes like half a second before I click on the little "Save" icon. Luckily, when I stomp into daddy's room and steam for a moment, he agrees to come take care of everything. The paper gets retrieved- YAY!!!! GO DADDY!!!!- and I save it along with my art assignment to my flash drive to print out at school in the morning.
So this morning I get to school around sevenish, thinking I can get Doc to print it off for me. As I am walking up to the front door I remember, well of course Doc isn't going to be here- they have a scholar's bowl thing! So I go to the cafeteria to get a bottle of water, and then wait for fifteen minutes outside of Mr. Cod's room to get him to print it off for me. But of course he deviates (FLOCABULARY!!!) from his normal schedule the one day I need him. So I ambush Mrs. Slur and ask her for help. Her printers- yes, all THREE of them- aren't working. At this point I go to see if Ms. Mackerel is there. Nope. She's ALWAYS at school by this time (7:25) yelling at people to get back in the lunchroom. I finally get Coach Belch to let me print it off. This, of course, is horrible because I agreed LAST year to paint a mural for him that still hasn't been sketched out yet. So I get all four pages printed out (INT and my picture morgue) and I look at the last page and what is there? One paragraph. One. There should be two. Where is the second? Well my computer ate it apparently.
My ranting really is kind of exhausting to read.
So, since I am sending you my paper a little late, I thought I might as well give you a general idea of what happened last night to cause this just lovely situation.
WELL, to begin with, I wrote the entire thing by hand while "taking notes" (note the sarcasm) in Mr. Violet's class on Wednesday. I underlined, I circled, I annotated! I wrote the paper, and then rewrote it. I put a LOT of effort into this- more than many other people apparently. Anyways, I decided to wait and type it up last night, because I was already kind of busy Wednesday night what with my 3-hours-long timed writing and soapstone and PreCal and sketchpad assignments and cleaning our house for church (we have church at our house). So I'm sitting at my computer, booting up and everything, when like half a dozen pop-ups come on the screen. While I'm logging on. The sad part about this is that it is normal. But I digress (that term is one of my all time favorites). So I get logged on, and 5 more things pop up- like those little gray boxes saying stuff like "WARNING! Self-destruct in 5 NANO-SECONDS!!!". Once again, normal (and once again, very sad). I get past those (50 bonus points for moving on to level 4!), and I try to open Microsoft Word. Nothing. I try again- and again nothing. I try 19 more times. Twenty-one total. So, I stomp downstairs, rant at daddy for a few minutes about technology being stupid. He didn't really listen...that time at least. So I type up my entire paper on the family computer, get it all edited and juuuuuust right, and I got to save it. What happens? Nothing- absolutely nothing. The computer freezes like half a second before I click on the little "Save" icon. Luckily, when I stomp into daddy's room and steam for a moment, he agrees to come take care of everything. The paper gets retrieved- YAY!!!! GO DADDY!!!!- and I save it along with my art assignment to my flash drive to print out at school in the morning.
So this morning I get to school around sevenish, thinking I can get Doc to print it off for me. As I am walking up to the front door I remember, well of course Doc isn't going to be here- they have a scholar's bowl thing! So I go to the cafeteria to get a bottle of water, and then wait for fifteen minutes outside of Mr. Cod's room to get him to print it off for me. But of course he deviates (FLOCABULARY!!!) from his normal schedule the one day I need him. So I ambush Mrs. Slur and ask her for help. Her printers- yes, all THREE of them- aren't working. At this point I go to see if Ms. Mackerel is there. Nope. She's ALWAYS at school by this time (7:25) yelling at people to get back in the lunchroom. I finally get Coach Belch to let me print it off. This, of course, is horrible because I agreed LAST year to paint a mural for him that still hasn't been sketched out yet. So I get all four pages printed out (INT and my picture morgue) and I look at the last page and what is there? One paragraph. One. There should be two. Where is the second? Well my computer ate it apparently.
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