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Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Creative Writing I

We were doing this Creative Writing session as prep for the upcoming Reflection paper. (No, Research isn't done yet.) We were asked by Elmo-the-for-some-reason-Celadon-survey's-hottest-male-prof* to think of an animal that best describes us, and then we were to write a narrative imagining how we, as that animal, spent an entire day. Well, supposedly. I however, ended up yawning and writing randomly; instead of a narrative I made it more like a reflective one (which actually is the point of a reflection paper).

Later, he made us go to our "trust" partners (even he admits it's corny) and share what we wrote. I read Eli's and vice-versa. Suddenly Eli asked, "Ikaw ba to?"

I blinked. Well, not really. Of course to some extent there's a connection but... hmmm...

She attempted to interpret what I wrote, and she got things right. I mean, my golly, how'd she do that? Was that piece that revealing?

She said:

1. I hate routine
2. I hate restrictions
3. I want to do a lot of things, but I don't want to accomplish it alphabetically or what have you
4. I'm a deep thinker (cheers, Plato)

...

MBTI doesn't even come close.

o_o


*Bobby Benedicto wins by a mile, ****ers.

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