Million- Dollar Essay Topic
The perpetual amount of snow days, and desire to leave the house, was the one thing that made me look forward to going school that freezing morning. After dilly-dallying around the house and eventually getting dressed, I had finally made it to the car. The hardest part of my day was over- or so I thought. Creative Writing was my first class. This was where I would spend a solid hour wasting time deciding on an essay topic.
To be specific, the essay was on Self Deprecation. Immediately, a billion thoughts rushed to me.
I'll write about how I'm talkative. Everyone always tells me I talk really fast.
I started writing.
Well now that I think about it I don’t talk that much. I'm pretty shy. Yeah, I'll write about my fear of socializing. I hate introducing myself. Ugh, how awkward.
But now that I think about it, I'm not shy, I just hate talking on command. So maybe I am talkative…well, talkative when I shouldn't be.
I was doing exactly what I would typically be doing in a situation like this. I could be offered a million dollars and my brain would still remain blank, and empty. Usually it takes me a while to plan before I write, so I wasn't worried. Eventually I decided to scratch my previous thoughts.
Okay, Kaylin. Restart.
That’s when it hit me. I was going to write a brilliant essay about how my athletics completely ruin my chances of have a social life! Constantly traveling for swim is one of the many things I love about the sport. Furthermore, it is also one of the reasons I loathe it. (Well I don’t loathe swimming. Perhaps you can call it a love-hate relationship). Many school vacations were stolen from me and sacrificed to my training. Sometimes, because my team is so competitive, I get pulled from school to compete.
I thought to myself, not realizing that I could easily loose track and turn it into an essay all about swimming rather that self-deprecating myself. So there I was, on to the next topic.
I'll write about my creativity! After all this is a creative writing class. Or I'll write about how I constantly procrastinate, and I can even use this morning as an example. No, maybe I will write about how I over analyze things too much. But, what's creative about that? Or any of this for that matter. I'm Doomed. Great Job, Kaylin.
For the next fifteen minutes I just sat, my mind completely wandering, at that point.
I'll do this when I'm home.
Hopefully no one noticed me, because I was a mess. I had been staring off into space doing absolutely nothing. I was so frustrated that I was ready to write about what I had for breakfast. Literally anything. Then, my new teacher, Mr. Kefor, explained to the class how we could potentially combine two negative traits we have into an essay.
Yeah like that helps.
Then he made his way towards my desk.
"For example…" he began.
He pointed to my 3-2-1 Reflection that had gotten me nowhere, and suggested I combine two qualities.
You can combine how you over think things, with how you waste time.
It was not a bad idea, so I thought about it.
Maybe. Yeah. Well. I don’t really know.
However it was a great idea. I kept asking myself why I hadn't I come up with that. With roughly ten more minutes of class, I started brainstorming about how my tendency to over think situations, always wastes so much time. Then, after finally gathering all my thoughts, I got home and typed up a story about how I somewhat, kind of, not really, did anything in class that morning.