My Autobiography
Written as part of my application to Ryerson University (Broadcast Journalism)
Yes, I want to be a broadcast journalist. I want to be on TV. I want to travel. Etc. The only university offering a B. Journ. is Ryerson, which is located in my favouritest city in the whole wide world: Toronto, Ont. This is my destiny, I'm absolutely sure of it. However, I've already (already!) hit a snag in my plan to attend Ryerson. I must include, in my application, a one-page autobiography. Well, boys and girls, I have a confession to make. My life, as I know it, has been completely pointless and unbelievably dull. I've done nothing (nothing at all) with myself. This is my third (and most desperate (the application is due on the 5th)) attempt at writing my autobiography. Any suggestions or criticisms would be greatly greatly appreciated. Well, here it is. Help.
I think it's a shame that autobiographies have to be filled with boring details. I suppose that's the whole point of an autobiography, really. When I first tried writing about my life, I realized just how little I've done in my 18 years. I have all the hope and ambition in the world and a desire to make something of myself, yet these things haven't really manifested themselves in any of my actions. Nothing remarkable has ever (ever!) happened to me. My promising life has been marked by unfortunate good luck; I've never had to save granddad's farm, I've never had to fight cancer or tuberculosis or whatever disease is popular nowadays. I haven't ever been able to write dark and angsty prose and my teenage rebellion involved getting my tongue pierced (o! so hardcore). Why? I think it looks pretty. Does that sound rebellious to you? I bet it doesn't. My life story has been uninteresting, to say the least.
I suppose you'd like the very dull details. I was born the second of three children on September 17th, 1983. I lived the first five years of my life in a tiny town in Northern Ontario named Hawk Junction. My family moved to Sault Ste. Marie in the summer of 1988 At the time, the Sault offered to us hope, a bright future and, most of all, a steady income. I began kindergarten at a local french catholic elementary school, my father worked at the railway company. I learned how to read at an early age, mostly just to prove to my parents that I could. I guess I've always been a determined and stubborn person. These traits in a young child can sometimes lead to temper tantrums and willfullness but I was always an even-tempered little girl. Years passed and no remarkable event occured to young Danielle. I graduated from grade 8 in 1997 and continued on to the only french high school in the area. My fondest memories of my teenage years are the times I was the happiest, including the first time driving on my own (it was a blizzard and I was driving in the States, eep), my first roadtrip without my parents (to Toronto, for a concert), my first boyfriend (he gave me a ring for our one-month anniversary, double eep) and the adventures I've had with my best friend (too countless to name). I've changed quite a bit as a person since my first year of high school. My tastes are a bit eclectic; I love Otis Redding and 70's punk rock, ties with dress shirts, films featuring Steve McQueen or a teenaged John Cusack, and writing. Those are my passions. Unfortunately, I've never really travelled much. I've never left Ontario, ever. I've visited some cities in Michigan, of course, but that's simply because the Sault is a border town. It doesn't exactly make me a worldly and sophisticated international jetsetter. That's my main ambition in life; to travel and see the world. Well, that brings us to the present. I am on the verge of graduation, adulthood and the future. I think it's time I had some excitement in my life. University, a career, these things will break my dull streak. For that reason, I am looking forward to the future and anticipating things to come.
I think it's a shame that autobiographies have to be filled with boring details. I suppose that's the whole point of an autobiography, really. When I first tried writing about my life, I realized just how little I've done in my 18 years. I have all the hope and ambition in the world and a desire to make something of myself, yet these things haven't really manifested themselves in any of my actions. Nothing remarkable has ever (ever!) happened to me. My promising life has been marked by unfortunate good luck; I've never had to save granddad's farm, I've never had to fight cancer or tuberculosis or whatever disease is popular nowadays. I haven't ever been able to write dark and angsty prose and my teenage rebellion involved getting my tongue pierced (o! so hardcore). Why? I think it looks pretty. Does that sound rebellious to you? I bet it doesn't. My life story has been uninteresting, to say the least.
I suppose you'd like the very dull details. I was born the second of three children on September 17th, 1983. I lived the first five years of my life in a tiny town in Northern Ontario named Hawk Junction. My family moved to Sault Ste. Marie in the summer of 1988 At the time, the Sault offered to us hope, a bright future and, most of all, a steady income. I began kindergarten at a local french catholic elementary school, my father worked at the railway company. I learned how to read at an early age, mostly just to prove to my parents that I could. I guess I've always been a determined and stubborn person. These traits in a young child can sometimes lead to temper tantrums and willfullness but I was always an even-tempered little girl. Years passed and no remarkable event occured to young Danielle. I graduated from grade 8 in 1997 and continued on to the only french high school in the area. My fondest memories of my teenage years are the times I was the happiest, including the first time driving on my own (it was a blizzard and I was driving in the States, eep), my first roadtrip without my parents (to Toronto, for a concert), my first boyfriend (he gave me a ring for our one-month anniversary, double eep) and the adventures I've had with my best friend (too countless to name). I've changed quite a bit as a person since my first year of high school. My tastes are a bit eclectic; I love Otis Redding and 70's punk rock, ties with dress shirts, films featuring Steve McQueen or a teenaged John Cusack, and writing. Those are my passions. Unfortunately, I've never really travelled much. I've never left Ontario, ever. I've visited some cities in Michigan, of course, but that's simply because the Sault is a border town. It doesn't exactly make me a worldly and sophisticated international jetsetter. That's my main ambition in life; to travel and see the world. Well, that brings us to the present. I am on the verge of graduation, adulthood and the future. I think it's time I had some excitement in my life. University, a career, these things will break my dull streak. For that reason, I am looking forward to the future and anticipating things to come.