Portrait of the Blogger as a Young Man
So I recently found an autobiography I wrote for a school assignment when I was 12. It's called, My Life: The Story, and it's a fantastic read. I don't usually blow my own horn, but "toot toot". Earlier tonight, my wife was so affected by my prose that she was moved to tears (she has a bit of an accent, so her sobs can easily be mistaken for mocking laughter). Looking through this literary treasure, I couldn't help but notice that my teacher gave me a C. Total bullshit. Everyone's a critic. Anyways...over the course of the next week or so I plan to bring you some choice excerpts.