Win a Prom Date with Anton!

Win a Prom Date with Anton!

OK ladies, here's the challenge. Write a one page essay that makes me want to escort you to prom.

The winner will receive the royal treatment: an all-expenses paid dinner at May Lee's in Tam Valley Junction and a prom ticket. I'll also throw in a corsage as long as you agree to not place it between your breasts or on your head.

Here are the contest rules/requirements:

1. Don't cheat. No plagiarizing.

2. Don't write me something that isn't funny.

3. Don't write about something that is common knowledge around here (ex: Safeway)

4. Don't dress slutty when you hand me the essay, that gets you no bonus points with the contest, or in real life.

5. It has to be one page, double-spaced, in 12 point font (if you complain about this, you will be ejected from the contest).

6. Basically, write something that's original.

Essays that make me nervous get double points. Essays that are boring get boring points, and essays that can't be finished even with the double spacing requirement get used as tissues.

All entries must be received by May 16, 2010 at 12:00am PST.

Have fun ladies!

got me a rap about myself, yes i did.

my flow so cold like eskimo, n my homies on the block like geometry so define the young nigga standing next to me, his names anton an he as chill as anti freeze. yee

he puts along like a puttin volkswagen, in fact his last name is spelled like tht n shit, but he a shy boi, nigga go hard doe like bambi mothafucka. AND NIGGAZ DUNT MEZZ WIT A BAMBI MOFUCKA

yeah so get at him ladies cuz he dont bite, unlike a vampire that prowls at night,

cuz he dont fuck wit da homo twlight, he as hard as a GSPOT HITTA

n he aint no quitta, cuz he goez hard in the streets of ill valley, n hits licks on bitches who named salley. so stand back cuz he gon jump, straight out the trunk where he hits the thump, the bass so loud like rock n roll, n when u pass best believe that thers toll

but he dont pay that shit, cuz he be takin the 70 bus which pays the toll for him. yadadai comprende? he be a fast food lover, but he dont gain no weight, because to be hard, you gottta have a fast metabolism, ya hear?

fasho doe n u no i got mo' doe than bank of america, yea my spits lyricah, the smoke so irie bustin these lungs, n my girl bout to be bustin my nuts, oh yeee!

(i got more beef and rice then you.)

im back. everyone's still the same.

...for awhile i didnt really feel like posting anything. because nothing was new, and well no shit. nothing really happened in the months that i stopped posting, just the same old stuff. so yes, there were times where i considered deleting this. but then i remembered the main reason why im doing this. its for my senior year, what its like, and how its from my perspective.

sure, the attention was nice, but like every thing that's "hot gossip" at tam, it goes away as soon as the people get "bored" of it. so i guess im simply updating this for my own sake, not for others.

so here we are, its the second semester of my senior year. my classes are pretty much easy. i've got 5 anyway. poetry is simple, i just write down experiences that i've had at shows i've been to. the teacher loves it and thinks i have a talent for it, i know i do, i just don't push myself. i mean, i am shy. all my other classes consist of me either sleeping, or staring at the whiteboard pretending that i'm paying attention to whats being taught, but all i'm thinking of is how awesome its going to be to get out of here. no more kids (mainly freshmen) screaming at each other about how they haven't seen each other since last night, on facebook. no more "gangstas" talking about the same func that happened last weekend, or however many mokes they took.

like, not much is going on right now, its probably due to the fact that i have no bicycle, a slightly broken ipod, no lady, and a shitload of graduation outcomes to meet that i haven't yet. winter formal is 40 bucks and theres no fucking free food, just appetizers, but your usually supposed to have dinner after..lolwut? and no chick wants to go with me most likely because i shave wrong and leave little patches of hair all over my face. or because "i'm weird" wow, that's original.

honestly, i just wanna ride my bicycle and scream. for a long time.