I found this document in my computer and realized I had no idea when I put it in. I think I did it last year. anyway, I thought I'd share. it made me smile, and I'm the one who wrote it!
I never believed in School essays. I never really believed in due dates. I never really believed in schedules. For you see, I do not really (and have never, really,) believed in inspiration that came with a dedline, or a genious work of art rushed through the course because of someone else’s needs. I write for myself.
I also do not believe in outlines.
I do not believe in brainstorming.
And I do not (and have never, really,) believed in forced thinking.
This is why the paper that I am about to write will be substandard, because… of course… I have procrastonated to the very last minute, thinking and musing the subject, Macbeth, as I pleased, and now am forced to write hastily as I compile the thoughts of my previous concepts and musings.
Furthermore, my musings and frequent ponderings of the subject have been on an entirely different motif than I will be writing on, simply because that so-called ‘brainstorming’ was on a motif that wasn’t on the list—thereby impossible to place in such an arranged essay.
With this, I grant you a look into my final, anoyed thoughts before the beginning and end of the following composition:
Geezus christ. I’m gonna fail.
I actually didn't fail, but it was fun to read.