Statements and Being Shipwrecked

I have to write a personal statement for university... It's not as easy as I hoped it would be. I want to come off as mature and professional, but so far I've written several drafts (in my head), and I always end up sounding like a pompous, arrogant brat.

So yes. I think I need to put this off until later. Next Tuesday, most likely. I shall then consume ungodly amounts of caffeine to speed up the process.

Whilst discussing this issue with my dear friends, the one who resembles Mufasa told me I should finish it as soon as possible because he wanted to read it. He then asked, how much do you love yourself?

I replied;

I love myself to the point of refusing to let others eat me in the event of a shipwreck.

And it's true. If such a situation arises, I would drizzle my dying self with poison. Because if those feckers want to eat me, I'll be taking them down with me, thank you very much.

I'm really happy with that answer. I hope this means my creative dry spell is coming to an end!

Sanity calms, but madness is more interesting.
- John Russell