Now.. I was trying to upload this ad a text dev..
But.. like
well
*what happened*
Me: *goes to text category*
dA: okaiz UPLOAD IMAGEZ
me: t..text?
dA: imagez PLZKTHXN HWORZ.
me: ..*goes to journal*

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So, explanation:
This is an 'outtake' or; our own outtake on life for school.
This is the first two pages.. of probably about ten. Although; Life is going to take a bit to explain
I just wanted some crits before I moved on.
plzxthnxplox
so; here it is.
Please Critique with all your might~!

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Life…
What can one person make from one four-letter word? Or how can the entire sentient population revolve itself around this one, simplistic statement. For years, even LIFEtimes (ha, pun) people, mostly labeled as overly smart have been using various formulas to predict what it is, when it'll end and other disparate assumptions. When, some of us can label it with one word (see: existence) whilst others can see it as the conditions that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter.
This is a take from a passionate (see: emotional) juvenile.
I’m one of those figures that apparently consumes life by whole like everyone else. Life is life and life is what I live, if that makes sense. But, what do I do with life to make me so interesting? According to my parental figures I ‘mooch’. A better way to put this term is that I unknowingly ‘steal’ what they offer. Hey, I thought parents were supposed to accommodate their children and make sure they get a plentiful taste of heaven. This notion then transverses into something more…let’s explain it as assertive. Or, a simple example;
‘Get a job. Move out. You cost too much. Buy your own <insert overly priced in fashion item here>’.
Although, I can happily acknowledge that this change in progenitorial habits does not appear to happen straight away. Maybe our guardians hold a lot of greed as they first start to rear us, then change this greed to envy, as they eye out the stereotypical ‘young’un walking down the pavement attempting to smile through the sticky mess of lollipop located upon their face’. I don’t know how such old people find this cute, but whatever they’re into.
This brings me to my first outlook on life; or at least a criticism on life. Can such an immaculate person like myself make such a criticism like this? Yes. I can, in view of the fact that I’m using my multi-stalked body parts located at the end of each of my arms. Or, we could call these almost necessary body parts hands. But away from my anatomy and back to the denunciatory comment floating around in my head that is just about to transmute from said space located on said computer screen. See, right there? For the past paragraph I have stalled and taken your Invaluable time to muster my point here forward. Many people use the well-known saying ‘Life is short’, when others say the opposing ‘Life is the longest thing you have’. Two very irreconcilable comments made, but two comments that end up contradicting each other. Life is neither short, nor long. Yes, you live life until you lose your life; But life is something can be seen as something everyone lives, it is never-ending, eternal, unlimited, whichever word you want to use. Saying, some life forms believe in a said Religion. Let’s not get to into the topic of Religion, as It’s one of those personal things. But, Religion can either simply been seen as something the really does give the impression of ‘Life being long’ (See: Jesus, eternal life) or something that makes up so much of your life that it –to put it bluntly- Religion can be seen by some as a pointless ‘hunk o’ junk’. Personally, Religion might one day smack me in the face, like a hurtling softball, although maybe it won’t. Maybe it’ll be like a softball that hurtles rapidly off my previously swung bat. It’s one thing my mind will have to comprehend down the track of life.
Bringing me onto my next outtake. Life isn’t as monotonous or as captivating as we can think or ‘redict’ in our own minds. Life seems to differ with each emotion we cultivate into our heads at the time. Life is really as simple as the saying ‘Life is what you make of it’. It may not be as straight forward as this here quote puts it, but it’s darn close.