Why my essay? WHY MINE??

We had our concert tonight. We were horrible. It was painfuly bad. People left. People I cared about stayed which was even worse. They needed to go and not watch me make a fool out of myself. *hits people she cares about*

So in class today. Oh. Wait. I wrote my draft essay this morning. Just to let you know.

In class. Today was peer editing day. I saw one really horrible paper, and one that was ok and another that I really liked a lot.

At break, the teacher called me over and asked if I would care if she read my introduction after break, to show people what a good into looks like. I said "Sure, I don't mind." And it wasn't a big shock, because I've always had good intro's. Not bragging or anything, I just know how to into a paper. So, she read 1/2 the first page, which read like a story (the paper was about my little brother and how he has changed my life) and even I chuckled when she read it. Did I say I know how to write good intro's? Hehehe...

So I get my peer editing back and all they could say was how much they enjoyed it. There was no markings on my paper, except for the first page which my teacher had picked up and corrected. Their comments were all nice and pleasant and...yarg!

First off, it made me feel bad because I was so nasty to other people's paper. The teacher wanted us to focus on the good and the bad, and I made sure I did both. I did a lot of negative on one in particular (firstly because it sucked, and secondly..because it sucked). So now I feel bad cause I was so mean and they were nice to me!
Ok. Gotta go people.
Later
-Shell