Shitty First Draft Personal Essay

We sit in Pizza Hut, looking at one another. Alien to each other, foreign species
to a foreign land, but the land is even more closely rooted to us then we are to each
other. We sit here in tension, wanting to escape from this false Granada
weekend and act like it never happened. The tension is unbearable I want to scream, I
want to go across the table and smack her pompous, smug face. I get up and I walk to get
my pizza and soda cup. As I pass by I can see her looking at me, she is lucky I don’t
throw my soda on her. I would say something like “Opps! Sorry.” Walk away and relish
in my moment of evil victory.
“Raquel, your pizza is ready.” Belen nudges me. I get up and walk to get my
pizza and soda cup. I go the other way to stay as far away from her as possible. She is a
disease that spreads fast, but the attack is slow and unnoticeable. I retrieve my pizza and fill my soda cup with water and I return to my seat. We sit making small talk as we try to avoid the tension that is so apparent. What would happen if I threw my pizza at her head? I know that would be so childish, but I believe there has to be moments that require such childish behavior with good reasoning. Ok, if I angle and my timing is exactly right I can hit square in the face. She begins to speak
“Ok, chicas. As you all know this has been a long trip and we are all tired. As you know we came to learn about another cultura and people. So I want to go around the table and I want all of you to share your opinions of how your experience went these three weeks.”
Oh yes! This was my chance to really say my opinion. I waited for my turn to
1come and was I ever going to go off. I sat with a determination of a raging dog that is
about to be let loose to fight. I sit in a haze; I can't believe that all the girls were saying the same exact things.
“Oh the experience was beautiful and I want to thank you for being good with us and helping us make our dreams come true . . . blah, blah, blah.”
Finally it was my turn. I was ready and more than willing to express my opinion, but I'm not going to express the same bullshit emotions that my peers are showing and what amazes me is that all of them talked mad shit on her the night before and even that morning and now they are thanking her. Nah, that is not gonna be me. I'm going to keep it real.