Hey, I found a use for these thingies - {}

My 101st post at TWToday, eh? That sounds like an excuse not to have a real topic if ever I heard one.


Actually, no. It isn't. I'll do all kinds of self-reflective stuff tomorrow. Or maybe I won't, since I'll be spending the evening trying to fix the hard drives on the PC that just died downstairs. Tonight, however, I have to write a letter to submit to my headteacher, explaining why I want to waste my time and effort doing menial tasks around the school for nought but a badge on my tie be a prefect.

That should make for some good mockery. Let's find out.

Sunday 10 June 2007
[Not when I'll actully have written the bulk of it, but an early date makes me seem prepared and eager... I assume]

Dear [Headteacher's name omitted to make it seem like it's important information and that there are enough people who read this to make it worth keeping a secret],

I would like to put forward my application for the position of Prefect for my Sixth Year [Translation: my parents would like me to put forward my application for the position of Prefect]. I have attended Wellington School since 1994, joining at the nursery level soon after Wellington began accepting male pupils [one of the few bits that isn't a lie, but it's not really relevant anyway].
Throughout the 13 years I've spent here, I have maintained a record of good[ish] behaviour and have had consistently high academic results [I'd give examples here, but I really hate to sound arrogant {and yes, you read that right; I don't want to sound arrogant}]. I believe that this sets a good example for younger pupils [most of whom I consider to be jerks in need of a good ass-kicking], something which is an important part of being a prefect [or, at least, I think it is. I'm not really sure what being a prefect involves].


It should probably continue on for longer but I haven't got it finished so you'll have to make do with that.

No matter how hard I try, I just can't get into the right mindset to describe myself in huge numbers of buzzword-laden sentences, listing all the things I've done in my life as if they were huge achievements. I suspect that that may be a problem in later life, but, being a teenager, I have the right to assume that I will simply deal with that in later life.

I hope you've enjoyed this little diversion. For some reason, I find it far easier to mock this sort of thing than to actually do it, which I like to think says more about this whole idea than it does about me. After I have the final draft ready, I might do this again, even if it's just as some additional thing. Apologies for the formatting.


There's no Great Slipper Experiment update for today (I think it's today that I'm meant to do them) since this blister is still bugging me. Even if it wasn't, it's warm enough now that I'm going without socks for most of the day, let alone shoes. I may just postpone the whole thing till winter.

Oh, and Skippy? Where are those @!$%*&% visitor numbers I asked for?!?!!