Or, that's what the graduating class of 2010 told us back in May, when they assured us that you didn't have to do anything to take the class. Unfortunately, the admin got a hold of this news, and decided to punish us instead of them. Rightfully so.
Now, I am staring at a blank Word document, trying to figure out how to write a paper on how my "community service" helped the area of Powell.
The truth: I sat behind Coach Green's desk, watched freshmen stab each other with broken pencils, answered the phone a couple of times, and threw away his trash from lunch he'd left behind on his desk.
Am I supposed to write that down or should I just go ahead and lie? Lying sounds like a good option, because I'm sure they wouldn't want to hear the entire truth- that I didn't go out and perform a service at another location because I didn't want to waste my gas money. What? It's going for $2.44 down on Emory and I don't have a job yet to supply my tank.
Obviously, we're all going to lie on these essays. And unfortunately, we have to write one each time we turn in our hours, which is four times a semester. With my Shakespeare class cut because of some pre-8th grade English class, that means my fourth period next semester is also going to be senior project.
And thus, more lying ensues.
