Dear Mom,
I am sorry I could not come home for grandma’s birthday two weeks ago. I feel really bad that I missed it, but I had four midterms to study for that week. I sent her a card and some flowers with an apology. I might drive up this weekend and take her out to lunch. This week though has been really relaxed after my exams. We won our hockey game and I think we might make it to the playoffs this season. To celebrate our hockey victory and exams, my friends and I went up town to our friend, Katie’s apartment to catch up on old times. To remind you of whom she is, she is the girl that you met wearing the shoes that you thought were a little tacky, the last time you visited for parents weekend. (Don’t worry I didn’t tell her about the shoes) Well, the funniest thing happened when we were there.
Some of Katie’s friends from Ohio State were visiting. One of the girls was dating a Miami football player. After a couple of celebration drinks, I decided it was good idea to tell Katie’s friends that I too was a football player for Miami. I told them I was the third string backup kicker. I even demonstrated for them how I kicked and got into character. Katie and all of my friends new I was joking and played along. They were a little surprised by this because; you know that I am not the type to do this. This is where my little prank backfired. One of the girls was so impressed with my “athleticism,” that she kept asking me questions and finally towards the end of the night, she asked me out to dinner the next day and if she could come to the next football game. I think my face turned bright red and I decided it was time to tell her and all her friends the truth. We all had a good laugh. I know that it is bad to play pranks, but it was a good way to end such a stressful week.
Other than that, everything is going well, and yes mom I have been taking all my vitamins and getting a lot of sleep. I look forward to a good home cooked meal this weekend. I have been calling dad every other day and Susan and Angela* too. I heard Angela might get a promotion and gets to go on a two-week vacation to Mexico. Maybe I can fly out a visit her ;). I hope you have been not worry about me as much and playing a lot of golf.
Love,
Your son John
*Angela and Susan are my sisters
Yo Ryan (good friend),
The funniest thing happened to me this weekend. You know that cool girl Katie, which lived in our dorm freshman year? She invited Kyle, Mike and I over to her apartment uptown, above Starbucks for a few drinks to celebrate getting done with exams and that sweet win over Delta Lamda. I think we are a shoe-in for the playoffs by the way. Her friends from OSU were over and were hanging out with us. One of the girls actually is dating Matthews, on the football team, that dood who scored the game winning touchdown that last game against BG. That was pretty sweet. But anyways the weirdest thing happened to me tonight.
I told her friends jokingly that I was the third string kicker for the team, but they really did believe me. Katie looked at me laughing and shaking her head and Mike had to leave the room because he was cracking up and couldn’t stop laughing. I told them my name was Adam Vinatieri, you know the name of the New England Patriot’s kicker, but none of them caught on. We were all trying to hold back our laughs when I starting demonstrating how I kicked the ball and how I could kick a fifty yarder with both hands tied behind my back and blind folded. Mike, Katie, and Kyle were all shocked that I was acting like this because you how I never like to be the center of attention. Most of her friends started to catch on that I was joking, but this one girl had no idea I was just kidding. Towards the end of the night, she asked me for my cell phone number, my screen name, and asked if I was on Facebook! Then she said she was in town until the day after and asked if she wanted to go to dinner! I had no idea what to say and I didn’t know my joke would lead to this. I felt really bad and I had to tell her. I could tell she got really embarrassed, but we all just laughed about it in the end. What a good night.
Well, see you tomorrow bright and early at 8 a.m. in Shriver’s class. I really hope he curves that test we took. Everyone came out of there with disgruntled looks on their faces and I swear I even saw someone crying after. I’m really nervous even thinking about it.
-John
Note: This is loosely based on a true story, and the names and locations have been changed.
Autobiography
1. Born in Chicago at Swedish Covenant Hospital on September 11, 1984
2. Grew up in Glencoe, IL, a small suburb just north Chicago.
3. Grew up with two older sisters Angela, 27 and Susan, 22
4. From preschool through high school, grew up with the same people and friends.
5. Started playing golf at five years old
6. Picked up lacrosse in 8th grade
7. Got involved with many student organizations, social service, and clubs such as Student Senate, Snowboarding club, and film club.
8. Applied to about 20 different colleges before I graduated high school with no set idea of what I wanted to do with my life.
9. Got my first job over the summer before college as a marketer for Costco
10. Graduated from New Trier Township High school in 2003
11. Finally released out of my town “bubble”
12. Decided to attend Miami University with 35 other New Trier Graduates as an economics major
13. Changed my major to Finance
14. Met a lot of interesting people and made some good friends at Miami
15. Had some of the most happy, stressful, fun, sad, and life changing experiences at Miami.
16. Took one of the hardest econ, business law, and finance exams first semester junior year
17. (Insert autobiographical letters)
18. Currently looking for an internship and trying to decide what I want to do exactly with my life. I am thinking about doing a lot of traveling over the summer if I do not get an internship.
When comparing the out of character letter I wrote to my mother and the letter written to a close friend, I found that I was a little bit more formal with my mom. The words were more casual with my friend and I used more “slang” such as the word “dood.” I found that even though both letters were personal, the letter with my close friend was more descriptive and had more of a humorous tone. I think I was more descriptive with my friend because he knows all the people and places personally that I described in the story, and could relate to it more than my mom that lives 300 miles away. I guess it is because I can be more…what is the word I am looking for?…”goofy” with my close friends because even though I am close with my mom, it would be kind of awkward for me to talk about situations such as these in the manner I do with my friends. When comparing, my letters did not changed dramatically in the core or basics of the story, but the tone and word choices I used did change drastically.
I think a published account should be different or similar to a personal letter depending on it’s intended purpose. If the published account is used as an example in the court of law, such as a police report used as evidence, I think the account should be less formal and invoke less emotion. It should be factual and straight to the point. If the account is used in a magazine or a similar source of media, I believe that it can be as casual as the writer wants it and can have a certain tone to express specific emotions that the writer wants the reader to feel, like in a letter. The “me” changes in each letter, but not dramatically. In both letters the audience affected the tone and the casualness of the letter, but I think who I really am and how people portray me does not change.