Random Auto Biography Essay, Research Paper
I am human.
My name is Chris.
I have a girlfriend.
Her name is Nikki.
I have *censored* my pants while running at a cross-country clinic in Santa Cruz.
I told everyone the story without any shame at all.
I have blue eyes.
I once had a case of athletes? foot so bad that almost my entire foot was covered in scabs.
Nikki and I have been going out for almost 7 months.
It?s 4:00 in the morning right now. I have to wake up at 7 for an 8:00 class and I don?t have any idea how I?m going to do it.
I am a procrastinator.
I copied off a smart friend all through high school, because even though I was perfectly capable of doing the work myself, I was just too lazy.
I like to listen to lots of different kinds of music.
I need to get a new car; mine is starting to disappoint me.
My goal for my senior year of high school wasn?t to graduate, but to get 15 absences in all 6 of my classes. I figured that would be 90 absences, that?s almost 3 months worth of not coming to school. I thought that was quite an accomplishment.
I achieved my goal.
I also graduated with a 3.5 cumulative gpa.
I went to C.I.F. for wrestling my senior year.
I also went to C.I.F. for volleyball, and a guy with a broken ankle got more playing time than I did. I hate my coach for that.
I steal money from my job; it?s the only reason I keep it.
I conform to new trends easily.
I really should have done this assignment sooner.
When I was a little kid I used to have a dream play over and over in my head for a month. I dreamt that I killed my neighbor and turned into a purple horse. I never understood that dream.
I get really mad when I?m tired.
I beat Tony Hawk Pro Skater 2 in a week.
I bought a Sony Playstation just because I heard that they weren?t going to make Tony Hawk Pro Skater 2 for Nintendo 64.
I don?t go to school as often as I should.
I coach JV wrestling at Littlerock High School.
I wish more than anything that I could have wrestled one more year.
Wrestling was my life for my last three years of high school, because it was the only thing I was ever any good at.
People used to make fun of me a lot in elementary school and junior high, just because I would sit there and take it and not say anything back.
When I hit high school and got a new set of friends, I found that there was a lot more to me than I ever could have imagined.
I?ve known my best friend since I was 3.
I?ve lived in the Antelope Valley for 16 years.
I have 3 cats, 1 dog, and a chicken.
I didn?t pick up my brother from school today, so he had to walk. I thought that was funny.
I?ve seen all the Karate Kid movies, including the one with the chick.
I?m going to call in sick to work on Saturday so I can go coach my team at a tournament.
My legs have been hurting for the past 4 or 5 hours. I think it?s growing pains.
My dad is a mechanic; I?m going to miss him when he dies because then I will have to pay to get my car checked. But that?s assuming that cars will need to be checked by the time he dies.
I can crack almost any joint on my body.
My parents are obsessed with the Lancaster Jethawks. During the season, they spend more time with them than they do with me. They always ask me to go with them, but they get real old real fast. Then they complain that they never see me. Whose fault is that?
My parents always complain that they don?t have enough money for things, but my dad buys computers and cars like they were bread.
For my senior year of AP English, I copied all the summer reading off my friend and bull *censored*ted an essay about stream of consciousness, and I still got a higher grade than he did.
I could probably be the smartest guy I know, I just never apply myself.
My goal for college is to apply myself more, starting next semester.
I?m tired.
I?m going to sleep now.
I?m saying goodbye.
Goodbye.