I don't need a title for my application.

I am a man that has seen the world, the whole world. I have descended into the depths of the Mariana Trench. I have climbed the Mount Everest. Traveling around the world and seeing everything takes you one year? Pfft... I can do that in one day. But when I'm not traveling around the world I perform lifesaving surgeries on Thursdays or I teach Christiano Ronaldo the right way to play soccer on Tuesdays. I have faced God and I have faced the Grim Reaper. I made them serve underneath me. The most powerful person in the universe? Yes, that would be me. People on the streets always greet me. Chuck Norris doesn't roundhouse kick me, I roundhouse kick him. Yoda doesn't teach me the force, I teach him. I don't open doors, doors open for me. I don't wear a bulletproof vest for protection, a bulletproof vest wears me for protection. I don't win awards, awards win me.  Sometimes however, I like to snowboard. On my days off, Obama asks me to save the day and civilize terrorists. Standing on roller blades, I can balance ten hockey pucks on my head and on top of that not one, but three soccer balls while i cook a hamburger in the kitchen. When people want rain, I give them rain. When people want sun, I give them sun. When people want snow, I give them snow. There is no need for a weatherman, I am the weather. There is a whole college, just for studying my life. Yet, I have not gone to college so far

Rolf Gotzes English 11 Mr. Van Camp

                                                            I’m failing this exam

I am sitting here in the hallway. I'm looking at the clock and it is like a countdown to the end of the world. Today is my final exam. First of all I hate English, I'm not prepared at all and I didn't study anything for my exam. Not even a single thing. Time passes... 8:00... 8:10... 8:20... I'm starting to feel nervous...8:30... 8:38 . The bell rings and for the first time today, I noticed the people around me talking about what they studied for english and how they started weeks ago. Everyone starts walking into the classroom, prepared to write the final exam, expect for one. And that is me. As I enter the classroom, everyone is already seated and every student stares at me. I stop for a second and look around in the classroom to find the best partner of whom i could copy off of. And I find it. The spot right next to John the smartest kid in class is free. It took a load off my mind. It was like the chair that shines all bright and can solve all your problems. I quickly sit down. I tell myself "Now i only need to think of ways to cheat without getting caught." As Mr. Martin, my teacher, walks down our row to hand the final exam out, I sit there thinking that I beat him. But as he walks closer and closer to me I recognize that he is smiling mysteriously. His mouth opened and for me time slowed down and i could hear him saying every single letter very slowly and clearly. I couldn't believe it. No, I wouldn't believe it. The sentence he said, was that I had to move. Yes I had to move. Just when I thought I could pass the exam with the help of John. My teacher comes along and splits me up from him seating me into the first row. It felt like dying, every single piece of hope inside of me was crushed. When he finally hands me my paper he smiles and says "Too bad for you that I seated you elsewhere." Im sitting here in the first row, looking at the paper thinking about how my life is going to be ruined because I'll fail this exam. My parents are going to be so mad at me. They're going to ground me for at least one month. I'm staring at the paper and wish so much that if I will stare long enough at it, it will give me the answers by itself. Obviously, that doesn't work. I look up and see Mr. Martin at his desk, I'm so mad at him. I wish i could punch him in the face and just walk back down to sit next to John. I start to look back to John and I can hear his pen smoothly forming words as if he has no problems with the task at all, which was probably true. I think to myself "I wish I was John. He is probably writing the answer to the third question and probably thinking about hte fourth question already. He looks at his watch and takes a short break. It feels like it is complete silence but there is one sound that I keep hearing. That's right it's the sound of the clock. Tick...Tock... Every time I hear this sound, it's every second that I'm closer to dying. I start staring at the clock, hoping that I could freeze the time, so I could walk over to John, copy of everything and walk back to my seat and let time continue. I had already realized by the time I was moved to a different seat that I'm screwed. "What smells so bad?" I think to myself. After looking around in the room I realized it is sweat. My sweat. I'm so nervous and under pressure that I start to sweat and it stinks. After about 15 minutes of actually thinking about the first question I have come to realize that I know absolutely nothing. Nothing at all. I can't even cheat in the first row because firstly Mr. Martin always looks at everyone in the class. His eyes are everywhere. Secondly, sitting left to me is Bjorn, the class loser, who is as screwed as me and is probably doing the same stuff I'm doing and sitting right to me is no one. So my only cheating option is the class loser. I start looking at Mr. Martin and my eyes start to wet themselves and I can barely stop the tears from coming out. I'm looking him in the eyes hoping he would help me, but nothing will happen. I'm thinking to myself " Please Mr. Martin, please help me. If I could just read your mind."