Friday, May 31, 2019

ME :: essays research papers

MeHey you, yes you. Is there anyone else that I could be talking to? Read this. yet the beginning part and if you dont like it then dont read it. I wont force you. And if you decided to read this, you aptitude be wondering what the title means. Well its a mindless waste of paper and ink as it is about (NO, you dimwit, it isnt about the Windows millennium Edition) me, the writer, who is simply telling you (the reader) about his boring and melodramatic life. Now that you cognise the meaning of the title lets, us begin this waste of time.I was innate(p) in Karachi, on the 12th of September in the early nineteen eightys, along with two other babies, only not from the same mother. I was a healthy baby boy of nine pounds and a loud voice. I was the second born, of my mother, but the biggest by my mother. I was told that I was a hard baby, but hey, how do I know what happened or what I did seventeen and a half years ago. Anyway, thats enough about my birth. (If you want to know more, feel free to contact my lawyer, who is currently in a coma due to a head injury sustained while guest star in the Jerry Springer Show)I was christened after twenty- one days of my birth and was named Hassan, after one of the Imams in my religion, Islam. And through these seven-teen and half years, I have proven my name wrong in its meaning except in a few certain aspects. I started to speak at the tender age of two and a half years, and my first word, as my elders tell me, is Chicken. I still wonder, to this day how I said it, but for some strange reason or the other, all of my favorite foods and dishes are or contain some form of chicken in them.I grew up to be large and tall, and due to this I was kicked out of kindergarten and promoted to grade I. This was the first and last time I was double promoted, not because of my intelligence of because of my size. Like they place SIZE DOES MATTERAnyway, enough of that. I must have shifted more cities than anyone else in my age, except t he babies of nomads. I first lived

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