Buenos Dias,
Webster's Dictionary defines the word "Narrative," as " A narrated account of a story."
Now that you have that concise definition freshly implanted into your twisted teenage brains, please
provide me a 500 word narrative of your Spring Break. The goal here is twofold: entertain me and use
proper grammar.
This is due by the end of the day.
Good Luck,
-Ned-
Monday, April 7, 2008
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-3rd person happy story time
Aaron woke up on saterday morning it was snowing like it had been...nothing happend that day though...nothing happend at all that weekend only the same monotonious dribble that occompanys him everywere he goes. Yet on monday everything changed, he entered a world of sworling vortexes, bright colors and the smell of bad cabbage. This world wasnt knew to Aaron, he visited it many times in his life, he loved to change into anything his mind could conjure into the material plane of existence. That world ended for Aaron on wedensday, just in time for tea. Thursday started and ended the same way with sleep...just sleep, Aaron slept dreams of nothingness only to wake on friday to start his weekend...what weekend he though almost time for school, maybe somthing will happen, maybe not...hopefully not he thought to himself. Saterday went well visiting a few friends of his he hasnt seen in ages and finding out they are all renting a house together made Aaron very happy among other things. Saterday night he found that a lockdown was initiated at lazer quest this he thought would be the most fantastic thing he has done in ages 6 hours of pure lazer madness, more madness then usual. 11:30pm: Aaron drives to pick up fellow lazer heads Wyatt and Ray for the first sleep deprived lazer light show of the year. 35 usd later they were ready, Wyatt dressed himself in a genuine flak jacket combat boots and a army helm withvisor noone could possably beat him Aaron thought. Aaron was wearing my hat adorned with real wings of a decomposed pigen...hmm. Ray...well ray didnt dress up for the event, just a common jacket and jeans yet his glorious beard accented his mundane apperal. Never the less for 6 hours Aaron, Wyatt and ray dominated the many who came to oppose us. Only untill 5 in the morning did the crew relize how tired we had become, being on the top the whole game they dropped into a deep 10th 11th and 12th at the end of the night. Game over I suppose. Sunday was left to recuperate from the death that came from the night before. Monday...school
Well if you really would like to see through the window of my life then I shall let you. I will tell tales never before told. The words "spring break" are not the correct term for what i have experienced. More like "cant decide if the worlds coming to an end or not break". So anyways I woke up just like every other day. I was in umfamiliar teritory. But finaly I realized it was my freind jessca's and justine's house. I looked to my right and julian was sleeping in a chair. As interesting as that was Im going to switch gears to saturday. Saturday morning I woke up just like any other day. Weather was still like crap. That same exact day i spent time with my freind julian. As a matter of fact i was home once out of my spring break. So everyday I was with julian,jessca and justine. We cruised to julians and played rock band. My fingers were bleeding i was rocking so hard. After I bandaged my hurt fingers We made food and watched american gangster. I wish one day I was a american mob leader. THE GLORY!!! Although they weren't the mob. I went to sleep. Hungering for the taste of gangster glory. During my awesome intense spring break I thought about school and I hated it. Forever. So instead of having you read and read and read my boring spring break ask me about it.
well if you realy want to know all i did was play battlefield 2142 the whole week, that and work at my job!and i go into more details monday: watched kids, played games,went to work, came back and got yelled at, played some more,12:00 went to sleep.
tuesday: woke up, ate some food, watched kids, played games, didn't go to work-play games,got yelled at...again(you see a pattern)played some more, 12:01 went to sleep.
wenseday:
woke up, did some stuff on ebay, went to work, came back and got yelled at, watched kids, played games, 11:59 passed out,woke up at 3:11 and went to bed.
thuresday: woke up at noon and did not go to work(snowing and hailing)got yelled at, palyed games, watched kids, took a nap(3 hours),woke up and played games to 4:11AM.
friday:
woke up at 10:00 and got yelled at,watched kids, got cold, played games, bid on ebay,played games some more till 11:59.
saturday:
woke up, went to "t's" house and spent the day with him, came back played games,....oh yea and got yelled at.
sunday:
cleaned house, played games till 10:59.
AND THAT WAS WY WEEK!
oh and got yelled at some more!!!
Spring Break: OK, so there's this dude that has to work allot, and also enjoys sleeping in. Every day he wakes up, looks at the alarm clock (6:30 AM), and says the first swear word that comes to mind before burying his head in the pillow and hoping he mite, with some luck, suffocate and not have to press the snooze button again; followed by pressing the snooze button repeatedly and ultimately staggering to the sink. Anyways, Spring Break; He had no alarm clock and never once had to suffer the perils of a crisp morning sunrise in Spokane, Washington.
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