Technologically Writing

Guess what my name is? I know you could probably care less, but just guess for Pete’s sake. O.K., I’ll give you two hints: My name starts with the letter J and it is located in the Bible. I hope you’re guessing because it took me quite a while to figure out a way to introduce myself. It’s not much at all, is it?  Well you can’t blame a person for trying. It is kind of catchy though. I’m good at that you know; catching peoples attention. I do it on a regular basis. For some odd reason, a lot of the attention is negative. I don’t know why because I consider myself a well rounded, distinguished gentleman. It’s probably just hateration in the air. What I mean by the word hateration is the act of hating. When someone hates, they continually obsess over the dislikes and issues they have with someone else. The attention, although negative at times, is good in a way. It means that someone thinks I’m important enough to be discussed. Anyways, back to the guessing game. I’m sure you’ve had an ample amount of time to guess what my name is.  If you haven’t by now, then shame on you. Of course I can’t really be ashamed of you because I just found out my name was in the Bible not to long ago. Are you ready for the answer? Hip hip hurray, it’s JOEL! If you guessed right, then you get five gold stars and a smiley face. Seriously, if you really want some gold stars and a smiley face then I’ll email them to you. All right dudes and dudettes! Now that I’ve introduced my self, I can get started with the story telling.

     My full name is Joel Kieth McGuire Jr. My last name is spelt McGuire, but I like to pronounce it Maguire. Many Southerners, where I live, like to say “Mac Gwuy Ya”. That really annoys me.  Some people think that since my name is in the Bible, I will become a minister some day. The profession I want to pursue, Architecture, has nothing to do with being a minister. Besides, I don’t think I’ll ever go into the ministry business. Then again, you can never say what you will or won’t do because you don’t know what path the future holds for you. A teacher of mine told her class that once. I would give you a little insight of who she is, but it’s better for my health if I keep that information confidential. If you want to know why, then I won’t tell you because that would defeat the purpose which was to not tell you about the teacher who made that statement. The purpose of this writing was to tell about my self, so I guess I should get to the point and stop veering off from the subject with all these little side stories.  

Basically, I’m a teenage, African American boy with Hershey Chocolate skin, Bronze and brown hair, and an outstanding physique. I’m fibbing about the outstanding physique, but I think I’m pretty hot. I live in the historical Selma, Alabama, but I’m originally from Montgomery, Alabama. I attend Selma Early College High School which is an Ag-focus institution. This is the first school of its kind in the state of Alabama. One special aspect of this program is the rigorous curriculum. The format of this curriculum is a duel-enrollment program; A program that allows students to take the equivalent college courses for high school and college credit. Selma Early college High School allows students to earn up to 60 hours in college credit which is equivalent to a two year degree. When I graduate from high school in 2008, I will graduate with an Associate in Arts degree and enter college as a freshman with a junior status in credit hours. I know that was a long section about the school I attend, but I want all of you to know what a great student I am. Besides, this section could come in handy if a college representative happens to run across my blog one day. The chances of this actually happening are highly unlikely, but I’ve got nothing to lose. I bet you didn’t know I was a drum major. Isn’t that cool!? I’m actually co-head drum major, but that’s pretty cool too. Oh, you don’t think so?   If you don’t, then you’re a paste eater. I’m sure you don’t want all of your friends to call you that. Do you remember when I talked about hateration earlier? When it comes to my style of dress, I’m very fun and creative. I don’t ware chicken suits to school or anything like that, but my style varies. My styles ranges from prep boy to rock star. If you haven’t noticed by now, I’m really into style. Expressing diversity is not always a good thing in the South or at least where I live. Every time I’m in public, people always give degrading looks as if I were an outcast. Some people really dig what I wear and they acknowledge my distinct style, but most people disapprove of it. Most people in the south are extremely closed minded. This can be depressing at times. People say this is “the land of the free”, but how is it free if I’m not free to ware what I want without being harassed constantly. That is what I mean by Hateration; when people continually obsess about issues that are irrelevant to themselves. I could go on and on, but I have to turn this paper in by 8:00. I’m stopping now, so goodbye. This is one of my best writings! I’m so proud of myself! I deserve a pat on the shoulder. Oh, I almost forgot. I have Parents. Bye!