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Since I must now shatter my humility and brag about how well crafted one of works seems, I shall take full advantage of this opportunity. All in all, most of works seem to tip the scales of sheer brilliance, so narrowing in on just one masterpiece takes time. However, the piece most likely to bestow upon me the title of a Nobel laureate comes in the form of my most recent blog entry: "Societal Alzheimers" , circa December 18th 2012. I feel the piece mirrors my superb writing skills in its specific and well-executed critique of society's misadventures, the concrete and well-placed examples, and finally the vocabulary so exquisite it seems as if a thesaurus regurgitated on my prose. For instance, I find myself touching on one or two, often stretched, examples in my writing, yet this time around I honed in on real-world happenings relevant to my subject of a frenzied "tempocolypse" (A temporary apocalyptic scare, Corrigan-Chaillet ®). "'December 21st apocalypse'...most searched term...2010", stands out as one of the more notable pop culture observances I included in my observant look at the temporary obsessions of our society. Furthermore, this piece stood out in its exquisite and fervent vocabulary which graces the eyes and mind of the reader like diamond dust blowing in a warm summer's breeze. For example, the word "cacophony" replaces a more simple adjective such as "a lot" or the the word "scoured' taking place of the feeble verb "searched". Little additions like these ameliorate the sentence structure of my writing by adding resonate syllables and intellectual undertones the reader can associate with such prolific word choice. On another note, a very interesting piece which I gave my audience the pleasure of reading comes in the form of my December 4th 2012 blog post, "The Great Gatsby: A Great Conspiracy". The intrigue of this post comes from my own deep-rooted skepticism which never quite eludes me in reading or in life for that matter. Allow me to elaborate, classics such as F. Scott Fitzgerald’s “The Great Gatsby” have undergone insurmountable analyzations by professors and students alike over the decades. The similes and allegories in the book so overdone and overstudied that they hold not even a shred of mystery for reader anymore who may now just google the implications behind them. But what I like to do, as exemplified in my blog: conspire as to the deep, interwoven possibilities laying under the ink of every page. For instance, the interest my post holds comes with the look at unspoken outliers in the plot, such as the possibility that Gatsby himself arranges Nick’s placement alongside him in West Egg to get close to Daisy. The probability of that seems absurd but the evidence I cited supports this tangible, yet skeptical claim. Thus, the interest of this piece lies within a theory pushing the boundaries of what otherwise stands as a widely accepted and static plot of a stroke of luck in the love department which evidently leads to tragedy. Therefore, my blog post brings about the possibility that maybe Fitzgerald's plot does not in fact piggyback off the shakespearean romantic tragedy theme as once thought but maybe he encompasses a new meaning in Gatsby bringing his fate upon himself by manipulating Nick to achieve his love. Finally, the comment which holds the highest regards among the plentiful praise I have received over these last few months belongs to Andrew Phillip Osgood. He responded to my blog observing the sharp contrast between the two camps of thought among my peers when it comes to justifying something so concrete as robbery, against something as abstract as love in “The Second Bakery Attack”. In my blog I attempt to argue that love conquers the implications of petty robbery where none endure any harm, yet Andrew retorted in a way which I had nothing but gratitude for as he opened up a train of thought for me which I had not yet pondered. He asked: “How can the robbery have righteousness if it does not actually ensure permanent happiness and the couple does fall apart in the future”? To which I immediately acknowledged seeing as there exists no definite permanence to the short burst of affection the couple shares after the robbery. I thought about this for the next few minutes (because honestly these kinds of questions do not exactly keep me up at night) and I could not seem to find a stance with which I felt confident on. Yet, Andrew, in thinking about your question I found the problem with your question. Maybe there stands a point where a story must remain as it stands, with no more speculations, and no more contemplations. The reason I can not figure out an answer simply roots back to the possibility that maybe the story ends as it does for a reason, so that the reader can visualize their own ending. So as you visualize your epilogue of fallen love and subsequent arrests in connection with armed robbery, I visualize my epilogue of a rekindled love, sparked in the flames of adrenaline and fast food. Thus, in the end I do not have an answer to your question, but rather, a compromise.