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Most Interesting Part of This Class: writing scripts for our movies. I had fun coming up with lines others could say. It was like my own thing.
Most Boring/Useless Part of This Class: writing short stories. A lot of the time I didnt know what to write about and even when I did figure something out I didnt know how to make the end or middle of the story. It was probably the hardest thing to do in this class for me anyways.
Hardest I Laughed in This Class: probably whenever our children slide show stories were getting shown
Thing That I Learned That Will Be Most Useful to Know in the Real World:
not to be intimidated
Best Thing About Brigs as a Teacher: He's not intimidated to tell a lame joke(just kidding)
Thing Brigs Could do to Make This Class Better For Future Classes:--- arrange the seats. I could never really see in front of me. it was harder for me to understand what was happening because i was over to the side and i couldnt see over laura's head.

urban legends

I have never heard of two men losing their arms after playing tug of war. Is that really possible? I guess if they were yanking hard enough but that would really hurt. Why would you even want to play a game that harsh? I dont think it's worth losing your arm. Anyway, I also read that a man was killed by a lava lamp. How can these things happen? I guess anything can happen, but why? Serioulsly, come on that sucks. I enjoy lava lamps. I dont want to think one could kill me. They are supposed to bring you peace and make you feel relaxed and innocent, and it can kill you? What if a lava lamp is the only thing that makes someone happy and they read that legend? They will carry twisted dread within the rest of their life.

When I turn 18

I atleast want to go to college. Although I'm not sure what college I want to attend yet. Ive been thinking about going into advertising. Something to do with film. Ive always enjoyed making movies. They have a college called Carbondale that I think majors in that era. It's 4 hours away from here. While I'm 18 though, I'll probably have some kind of low class job while going to college. Such as working at a movie theater. The Galaxy seems like a really fun place to work. Itd be like I'm in space all day so yeah. And I might get free movies and popcorn which would be fantastic. I also may smell like popcorn all day but hey it will cover up the sweat scent. Anyway, you can tell I'm not really certain of where I want to go in life. Though, I want to do something I enjoy.

CONFLICT

I recently borrowed my friend Kristin's biology paper since i wasnt here on the day we did something. I didnt really have a chance to give it back to her since i had a fieldtrip the next day. i called her and told her that id give it to her tomorrow. little did i know that it would cause some kind a scene. she came up to me asking if i was just going to ignore her all day and that she needed her paper. i was going to give it to her but i kind of forgot about it. i can understand why she was angry though. usually we dont fight like that. we usually really click. we always bring ourselves back together and dont even remember we had a fight. we dont care to cause we have so much fun. im not dwelling over it or anything. she wouldnt want me to. even when we dont see each other for a long time and run into each other we start our friendship back where we left off. growing instead of collapsing.

characters in my life

I dont know if any of you have seen the movie "Mad Money"; if not then you wouldnt know what I mean when I emphasis the fact that one of the girls on there looks and acts almost exactly like my friend Kristin. Also, if you dont know my friend Kristin you wouldnt know. She's kind of out of it most of the time. Life's just there to her. When I saw this movie and how this woman is obsessed with her mp3 player I automatically thought of Kristin. If she was in my life we could go around drifting along listening to it together! It probably wouldnt be much different from being with Kristin, lol. My nanna resembles Sarah Wittle off of Jumangi. Their hair is almost the same, and so is their actions. They are both hilarious to me, and they both have this fancy thing about them. I would go to her and show her my music to calm her down if she freaked out about something. Also the kid off of school of rock that plays the guitar is a lot like my cousin Levi, that I never talk to anymore, but they have a lot in common. They talk almost exactly the same , enjoy playing the guitar, and are both quiet most of the time. We could jam together. I'd be going through life as a musical.

something big

This is something that happens a lot. I could still say that I'd want to go back and change when I didnt say no to things that I didnt want to do. I still do it a lot, but its something I really need to change. It's going to get me in more places I dont want to be. I dont enjoy being extremely nice when I dont find I should be. If I didnt give into things I think my life would be a lot easier right now. It seems I try to make everything go ok and then its all twisted around on me. I cant wait until the day that it means nothing to me to be myself. Maybe it will come when I dont even know it. I guess I try to be nice even though it doesnt seem like it. Then I'm stripped of my inner peace. I want to find my own happiness without caring what anyone thinks. Maybe whats happened wont mean as much then.

When I think of spring i think of flowers and my birthday. My grandma Hob used to bring all of us grandchildren a bouquet on may day, so spring always reminds me of her. My brother and I's birthday is also in May so that's always great(yeah yeah) Also school is closer to being over and thats really great. I start thinking about swimming since around this time is when we start getting the pool ready for summer. Which leads me to think about lemonade sipping it on my raft. It mostly makes me think of when I was little and walking outside knowing soon i can enjoy playing outside. spring basically reminds me of fun and fun is great.

There are many things I do that I probably dont even realize. Although I have one snack that I have to have every day after school. I have to watch tv and have french onion dip every single day and im not sure why. Its great and addictive. It's like nicotine. You dont really know why youre using it but youve been using it and you still continue to. And I have to have my daily dose of court tv, and 48 hours mystery. These shows are a major part of my living. Ive always looked forward to eating french onion dip while watching tv. Especially when I get home from school I go for nothing besides the television. I dont know if any of you enjoy watching court shows but I do. I have memorized the commercials for my favorite court show Judge Judy. Whenever that show comes on I seriously say what the commercial is saying. Like the meineke commercial. "Life doesnt always give you options, meineke does." They always have the same commercials, and the safe auto insurance commercials, and medical liberty, yeah i memorize it now without even thinking, thats how much i love watching that show. i have to watch it every single day at 4, with my french onion dip. Yes it is definatley an ocd addiction. Every day thing.

I dont like being expected to clean constantly. When some things are not even that big of a deal. Why cant everyone so uptight on cleaning relax. I dont understand it. It seriously takes over everything. It's not even very fun. If its a huge mess then yeah but if it can wait then why not sit down and relax for a while without intimidation. I dont want to have to hold constant fear of being enjoying my time here. I want to do things I want without doing things I should do sometimes such as not having any relax time. Especially after having a long day. Also, even when I try to clean at times and then someone telling me I'm doing it wrong makes me not even want to clean altogether so yeah.

Child Toy

When I was a child I had a lot of toys that I played with. Although one I still have, and everytime I look at it, it brings back my childhood. I had a stuffed dog that looked like a bear. So I grew up calling it doggy-bear. My friend Jessica still thinks its a bear. I dont exactly remember when I named it, but thats the name that always comes to mind. It's still in my room, although I no longer sleep with it I remember that it was extremely comfortable. I have no use for it much anymore but it gave me a lot of courage to go to bed when I was a kid. Like it could protect me from the snakes and spiders I talked about in an earlier blog. If you dont know what I'm saying, read the 'when i was a young kid' blog. Furthermore, it was a great stuffed creature of mine.

letter to child

Dear child,

Dont ever get caught up in the meaningless things in life. Shine your own way through, and be a star. Stand up for yourself when needed. Be your own person. Have as much fun as you can. Never expect much in life. Live for yourself and no one else. Be something no one ever expected. If you are easy going life could be much easier for you. Be around others that you can do what you want around. That enjoy you, and have fun. Try to keep busy with fun things. Lonliness can tend to eat at you sometimes when youre bored. Dont listen what everyone else thinks. Dont let life slip away from you. Live life high up to your standards. Dont back down with doubt of failing, or if someone else looks down on you, and says you could fail. Decorate your house with nice things. If you are surrounded by enjoyable things, life will be much more enjoyable for you. These are only some things in life. Much more you will come across on youre own through this maze. Some things in your life wont be easy, but you'll make it through after all. Drift through life like a star. Search for the light at the end of the tunnel.

I dont remember any of my dreams although now that i think about it something comes to mind. I was at my locker and this guy came up to me and knocked everything in my hands to the floor. Then I hit him in the face. Then his girlfriend came and knocked me to the floor, and her friend came and finished me off. Then I went unconsious and like there was a helicopter inside the school. I know it's a dream isnt it? Then I couldnt breathe and it seemed so real. This may be one of the lamest dreams but its the only thing i can remember right now. Everyone was hovering over me and talking about it and then it kind of blurred away.

making vids- enjoyment

i dont even know exactly what to write about. i like to make movies on my video camera. its something i can enjoy. i like to edit them and make slideshows to the words of songs. its really fun to me. ive always liked to make movies until my video camera kept breaking then i kinda quit but now i have a new one and im back in business. i was trying to get them on youtube but yeah they only take 100 mg, that sucks bc i have a lot of long videos that arent exactly 100 mgs. i can make a movie about any thing and its great, especially when bored and it brings enjoyment. so yeah i like to show them to friends. they usually like to watch them and laugh, so yeah. im going to make another video soon that ive been planning in my head. i usually make them with friends or sometimes by myself, and have a friend direct but its always fun. so yeah its great since i can burn them to a dvd and watch them and give them to friends that ask but yeah im really trying to excell at making videos and towards the end im wanting to have videos made and edited to the greatest of my ability

when i was a young kid

I dont know exactly why some things happened to me when I was a child now that I look back on it. I cant remember the exact thoughts or how it felt when i had such a great imagination. Although I will never forget this one thing. It happened every night before bed, right after my mom would shut off the lights. Suddenly.... creatures would start to appear. Not nice friendly creatures either. Creatures I feared. Snakes, spiders, would be slithering up my sheets. They looked as if they were real, but I never touched them. Sometimes I think it was a creation in my mind. It wasnt even like a dream. I was awake, and they would be moving closer and closer to me. Id look on my floor and theyd all be slithering everywhere. Also, I would have these moments where I'd shut my eyes and then when I'd reopen them, I would be somewhere else, like I was stuck on another planet. One time I ended up at this jazz party with the same music as I had heard off of a computer game I had actually been playing in real life. It was freaky. I had a baby coming towards me, and I was about to reach out and grab it and then i was sucked back into my life. It's like I was in another life. I wasnt dreaming. I was so awake. This is what kept me from going to bed so I'm not sure what it was. It had to be my imagination since that's what you have a lot of when you are a kid. When I look back on it, it still seems real. Although now I've realized not everything is what it seems. Still nothing ever seemed so real. I could never touch these things that would appear in my mind, so it had to be imagination, and when I turned the lights on it would go away most of the time. Now, when I look back on it and think of how it hasnt happened to me since I was around 6, it makes me think of the things you can think of when you are a kid.

definition of poetry

When ever someone writes a poem they usually are telling about things that come across their minds. They usually have a lot of meaning in what they say and are trying to make it more meaningful through poetry. It can be more creative then only writing a story. They all share a certain strive that makes them want to write a poem. Although they might not all be the same, something is making them strive to write it. They want you to look at things in their way, and focus on what they are writing, and use empathy as if you understand what they could be thinking. Then again, anyone that writes a poem may think that no one understands exactly how they are feeling. It releases some of their inner self whether someone else see's it or not. I think that when someone is trying to figure things out they will write about things they think. Although all someone really reads is what you write, they can imagine the effect it had on them. Sometimes it isnt the effect it had on the writer though. It could relate to them in another way. Although sometimes the writer cant even get what they are trying to say which makes it harder for anyone else to get it.