I always have trouble with these essays. The ones that ask me to reveal something hitherto unknown. Certainly none of any great interest. If you know me at all, you know.

its one sentence that tries to sum up life, but cant. I dont have a favourite quote. I think this is particularly pertinent for our generation. We are the lazy children, who .

8220;Is that music in the background? 8221; I remember Michelle asking over skype a few weeks ago. How do you guys sleep through that? 8220;You get used to it after 22 years. By Elton John until the tape broke, and then replaced that with Steam. There was also Kiss from a Rose. The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway.

A collection of summer essays. A silly cat by Clive Barker, one of my favourite fantasy writers. The immediate implication of this would be that I would never lose the remote ever again. A lost child, a stolen car, a missing document? Have no fear, Finder Jae is here! .

I remember quite clearly, one day after school around grade 11, I was part of a very intense discussion with my friends about what a good sense of humour is. Someone with a good sense of humour is generally very funny, but they also appreciate humour in others. This is where opinions digressed. Was someone with a good sense of humour someone who found hilarity in everything? Or was that a bad sense of humour because they had no discriminating taste? Why is this funny? .

Sometimes it is worth paying attention to little, obvious things. People have argued that we have no business exploring space when we have yet to discover everything on the earth, yet alone solve all terrestrial problems. Well, I too propose to start with the basics. Or for that matter, God or evolution? Why are people not naturally logical? Of course, if t.

Useless Knowledge and its Uses. Um I feel this essay is going to be awkward. Is that joke funny? Little, if any, knowledge is u.

Essay-a-week is not for the meek. Letting go of this hurt. Holding hands, watching the sun rise, your hair greasy from an unslept night, our memories floating into the unknown beyond this. I like to think that.