Monday, September 2, 2019
Passion :: essays research papers
Ã¢â¬Å"Florida State University, here we come!Ã¢â¬ Fort Lauderdale to Tallahassee, what a trip! On the road againÃ¢â¬ ¦blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, on the road again, that damn song always in my head when weÃ¢â¬â¢re going on a long bus ride. I should figure out the words in between, but IÃ¢â¬â¢m always too lazy. Now that I think about it, I still have two cases to write if I want debate. Mr. Wakefield would kill me if he knew IÃ¢â¬â¢m going to a huge state tournament unprepared. IÃ¢â¬â¢m not worried, IÃ¢â¬â¢ll do it after the first stopÃ¢â¬ ¦IÃ¢â¬â¢m tired now anyways. IÃ¢â¬â¢ll just take a little nap. I woke up because of all the noiseÃ¢â¬ ¦weÃ¢â¬â¢re at the first stop. ItÃ¢â¬â¢s been four hours?! IÃ¢â¬â¢m still tired, so, I put my head back again. Once again, I woke up because of the noiseÃ¢â¬ ¦weÃ¢â¬â¢re at the second stop now. I slept through another four hours, I canÃ¢â¬â¢t believe it, and I didnÃ¢â¬â¢t get anything done! IÃ¢â¬â¢m not worried , IÃ¢â¬â¢ll write my cases after this stopÃ¢â¬ ¦ IÃ¢â¬â¢m hungry anyways. So, I ate a bunch of snacks, listened to my Walkman, and went back to the bus. IÃ¢â¬â¢m just going to relax right now; my head hurts and my stomach is full. Here we are, Tallahassee, Florida! ItÃ¢â¬â¢s okay, IÃ¢â¬â¢m not worried, once we eat dinner and settle in our hotel rooms, IÃ¢â¬â¢ll write my cases. So, we eat dinner, get our rooms, unpack, and now IÃ¢â¬â¢m way too tired to write my casesÃ¢â¬ ¦ IÃ¢â¬â¢ll write before the tournament tomorrow. The tournament is about to start and I still donÃ¢â¬â¢t have any cases readyÃ¢â¬ ¦itÃ¢â¬â¢s okay; I can write it before my rounds. I look over to the side and see someone posting the rounds up. All right, rounds are going to start in fifteen minutes and I donÃ¢â¬â¢t have my cases ready Ã¢â¬â okay, now it is time to panic! Well, I always said I work better under pressureÃ¢â¬ ¦obviously, a lot of pressure. I sit down and IÃ¢â¬â¢m writing as fast as I possibly can. Wow, so many ideasÃ¢â¬ ¦my hand canÃ¢â¬â¢t keep up! I can smell the smoke coming from the pencil grinding on my notepad. I can hear myself rooting for myselfÃ¢â¬ ¦go, go, go, go, Usilia youÃ¢â¬â¢re awesome! Okay, itÃ¢â¬â¢s time to go to my round, so I plot my butt down next to the door and continue writing. When my opponent gets there, I tilt my notepad so he doesnÃ¢â¬â¢t see what IÃ¢â¬â¢m writing.