One and Done

This girl is officially done her first semester of senior year!

I had my one and only exam this morning, bio and I think I actually did really good. 

I can't wait to see what I got. 

I can't believe my senior year is already half over.. It feels like September was just yesterday and now we are already almost into February. It is happening way to fast for me, I don't want highschool to end. I love highschool. 

Anyways I only have one exam this semester which is nice so I am not that stressed. But as grad moves in closer and closer I am starting to get a little worried that I don't have a dress yet.. yikes. I guess I should get on that!

THE BUIRED LIFE PROJECT

 Animoto video: http://animoto.com/play/ZH9gDNPQpQ3c9V1c1QYhig

Authors Note

Thinking of 100 things I would genuinely like to do before I die turned out to be a lot harder than I was expecting it to be. I am 17, there should be a million things I still have let to, and want to accomplish in my lifetime I thought but I guess I have never really considered what I wanted to accomplish before now. 

Once you started I found it was hard to stop, there are so many interesting things out there I would love to do/try but I wanted to only put things I knew I could eventually do. You'll notice sky diving has not made this girls list, there is no way anyone will be convincing me to jump out of a plane. 

I choose to represent my 25 visuals through animoto. I thought it would be the most interesting way to show the class instead of me standing up in front of everyone nervously talking. I chose the song Live like you were dying by Tim McGraw because it fits perfectly with the thought behind this project. Why just think of all these things you would like to do, when you could live everyday to it's fullest and actually accomplish them. 

This is definitely a project that gets your thinking about life and what you want to do with it, which is already a scary though for a senior in high school, about to have there whole life ahead of them. 

100 THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE
in no particular order

1.) GRADUATE HIGHSCHOOL
2.) GET INTO UNIVERSITY
3.) BE PART OF A SORORITY
4.) ZIP-LINE
5.) HAVE KIDS
6.) TAKE MY KIDS TO DISNEY WORLD
7.) HAVE MY OWN HOUSE
8.) GO TO COUNTRY FEST
9.) GO TO COACHELLA
10.) GET OVER MY FEAR OF AMUSEMENT PARKS
11.) BE CONFIDENT IN MYSELF
12.) CLIFF JUMP
13.) BE SOMEONES ROLE MODEL
14.) SPEMD NEW YEARS EVE IN NEW YORK
15.) DONATE BLOOD 100 TIMES
16.) GO SNORKELLING
17.) VOLUNTEER IN A THIRD WORLD COUNTRY
18.) GO SKINNY DIPPING
19.) CHANGE SOMEONES LIFE
20.) SWIM IN ALL 5 OCEANS
21.) GO BACKPACKING
22.) TRAVEL WITH MY BEST FRIENDS
23.) ATTEND A VS FASHION SHOW
24.) OWN A PET HEDGEHOG
25.) LEARN YOGA
26.) BECOME A BETTER WRITER
27.) GO TO THE ELLEN SHOW
28.) GET A TATTOO FROM KAT VON D
29.) GET A SPIDER BITE PIERCING
30.) GO WHITE WATER RAFTING
31.) TRAVEL TO ALL 7 CONTINENTS
32.) SEE THE GREAT BARRIER REEF
33.) LIVE THE LIFE OF SERENA VANDER WOODSEN FOR THE DAY
34.) LEARN TO SPEAK ANOTHER LANGUAGE FLUENTLY
35.) WATCH THE SUNSEY IN SANTORINI, GREECE
36.) BECOME A KINDERGARTEN TEACHER
37.) PARTY AT MARDI GRAS
38.) RUN IN COLOUR ME RAD
39.) GO ON AN AFRICAN SAFARI
40.) CAGE DIVE WITH SHARKS
41.) SWIM WITH DOLPHINS
42.) LEARN TO SURF
43.) FIND MY TALENT
44.) LEARN TO SING
45.) STAY IN AN OVER WATER BUNGALOW IN BORA BORA
46.) GO TO VEGAS 
47.) TOUR THE BILTMORE ESTATES 
48.) GET MARRIED
49.) PARTICIPATE IN A POLAR PLUNGE
50.) FINISH THE PAINTING I STARTED
51.) TOUR A CONCENTRATION CAMP
52.) VISIT THE GRAND CANYON
53.) LEARN SIGN LANGUAGE
54.) SING KARAOKE
55.) SEE ALL 7 WONDERS OF THE WORLD
56.) SEE THE NORTHERN LIGHTS
57.) VISIT ALL 5O STATES
58.) GO PARASAILING
59.) COMPLETE A 365 PROJECT
60.) RIDE IN A HELICOPTER
61.) FLY FIRST CLASS
62.) DRIVE A CROSS COUNTRY ROAD TRIP
63.) RIDE IN A DOUBLE DECKER BUS
64.) GO TO THE WISCONSIN DELLS
65.) MEET SOMEONE FAMOUS
66.) HAVE A JOB I LOVE
67.) PAY FOR A STRANGERS GROCERIES OR MEAL
68.) GO ON A BLIND DATE
69.) QUIT A JOB I HATE, JUST WALK OUT
70.) MEET THE KARDASHIANS
71.) GET MY MOTORCYCLE LICENSE
72.) MAKE MY PARENTS PROUD
73.) WALK DOWN HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD AND SEE THE STARS
74.) HAVE A WALKIN CLOSET
75.) HAVE A RELATIONSHIP LIKE THE OLD COUPLE IN THE SWIFFER COMMERCIALS
76.) SHOOT A GUN
77.) OWN A BRAND NEW VEHICLE
78.) BUILD MY DREAM HOUSE
79.) SEE A TORNADO IN REAL LIFE
80.) SEND MY PARENTS ON AN ALL EXPENSES PAID TRIP
81.) BE SOMEONES MAID OF HONOUR
82.) BE AN EXTRA IN A MOVIE
83.) RIDE A HORSE
84.) RIDE A MECHANICAL BULL
85.) OWN A REAL PAIR OF COWBOY BOOTS
86.) HAVE ONLY MAC MAKEUP
87.) GO CAMPING
88.) ADOPT A CHILD FROM A THIRD WORLD COUNTRY
89.) GO ON A CRAZY SHOPPING SPREE
90.) ADD A LOCK TO THE LOCK BRIDGE IN PARIS
91.) HAVE A COLLECTION
92.) WRITE SOMEONE OPEN WHEN LETTERS
93.) DYE MY HAIR RED
94.) HOST CHRISTMAS FOR MY FAMILY
95.) LEARN TO STAY ORGANIZED
96.) LEARN TO KEEP MY ROOM CLEAN
97.) SEE ALL MY FAVOURITE BANDS LIVE
98.) BECOME A STARBUCKS GOLD MEMBER
99.) LIVE SOMEWHERE OTHER THAN WINNIPEG
100.) LEARN TO DRIVE STANDARD

"Now what"

Some of the things I have put on my 100 things I want to do before I die, or "bucket list" I have actually already accomplished. The one I am most excited about being able to say I've done is touring The Biltmore Estate in North Carolina. One of my moms really good friends used to live in North Carolina and I was lucky enough to get to go visit with my family one year for Christmas. Incase you don't know what The Biltmore Estate is, it is a mansion built by George Washington Vanderbilt II between 1889 and 1895. It is the largest privately owned house in the United States. It's incredible, not only is the main house massive but there are other things such as gardens and a winery that sit upon the land. It was such a great experience, I would definitely recommend going if you get the chance. 

I would love to accomplish each and every one of the terms I put on my list, that's why I put them. Though obviously some aren't ones I could accomplish anytime soon. I think the ones that I would like to focus on for now are some of the simpler ones like #25 learn yoga, #43 find my talent, and #87 go camping. I know they aren't really anything that exciting but they are little things that I have always wanted to do, and with where I am in my life I could accomplish them. 

These might be the few I focus on for now but I may cross off a few more in the near future without even knowing it. I guess I will just have to see what happens. 

Grad 🙊🙈

I can't believe how fast time has past. 5 more months and it's all over, I'm not sure if I'm ready but I guess I'll have to be! So much excitement and nerves. Can't wait to see what comes next. 

Live fast, Die young.

          

A Social Fiction short story by Annika Slimon

           

            I tried to tell her but she wouldn’t believe me, I bet she wishes she has believed me now.

The last bell rang and summer was here, which meant I was officially a senior. After what was a terrible year of my parents record breaking, longest lasting divorce I was going to make this summer one to remember. Starting that night at my best friend Nora’s annual kick off to summer party. 

            “So do I finally get to meet the infamous Jaxson tonight?” Nora screamed over the blasting voices of her favourite British boys of One Direction while she caked on way more make up than anyone should ever wear. She of course was referring to my new boyfriend, Jaxson, what a great name, right?

 

“Finally?! You make it sound like its been years!” I jokingly replied as I turned down the music. “God how can you listen to this!”

 

“Adelle Clark! Do NOT change the subject! You started dating some random guy without even having your best friend meet him first!” Nora whined as she moved from the make up to the bleach blonde extensions laying across her vanity. Nora is the closest person I had ever met to a real live Barbie, brains and all. Though you just couldn’t help but love her.

 

“What if I told you Jax is bringing one of his friends for you, then would you forgive me?” I winked, walking over to help her straighten the back section of her hair she was obviously struggling to reach. She tried to stay serious but her eyes lit up as soon as the words left my mouth, and I knew I was forgiven.

 

            Jaxson and I had been dating for almost a month, which when are 17 feels like forever. My god did I love him. This was the first time he was meeting my friends because he went to a different high school. I was so nervous I thought I going to puke. Which I am sure was half because of the 5 shots of vodka I had quickly thrown back to try to calm my nerves. Not one of my brightest moments but hey “Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well” as one of my favourite artists M.I.A would say. Oh the irony.

            Jaxson showed up at around 12^th shot o’clock looking dapper as always. Yup, dapper, that was the word I chose to use. Out of all the words out there I chose that but it wasn’t really me who chose it, it was the vodka so its fine.

            I was so worried about my friends hating him, though I am sure I was the one everyone hated that night. I’m talking about the walking, talking, actually let me rephrase that. Stumbling, slurring definition of white girl wasted, and for being the one to finally drag my annoying ass out of the party, everyone loved Jax.

 

            The first two weeks of summer where like living a real life goddamn fairy tale. Princess Adelle… Nah, I’m way more of a Rihanna than a Taylor Swift so I could never be a princess. But man was Jaxson a prince. Typical story of nice guy turning a bad girl good. How cliché of us. That was until I found out he wasn’t such a nice guy after all.

 

            A month into summer, and two months into our relationship is when things started to change. I hadn’t seen my friends in weeks and when I blew off a date with Jaxson for a girls night he did not like that one bit. But I mean it had been a month of non-stop Jaxson time. Not that I didn’t love every minute of it but I needed a break! After that day something always seemed different, like something had snapped inside him, and suddenly everything had changed. One thing that was clear though, was that he did not want to share me with anyone.

 

            It started out harmless enough with questionable texts to my friends, little white lies, and him always denying it all. Constant “Babe, I would never send that”, and “You know me better than that” ‘s every time I would confront him. Of course being young and “in love” I believed him.

           

            When I started to receive the questionable texts myself I was still too oblivious to even notice. But one day it hit me, literally.

 

            It was Friday August 30^th, the last weekend of summer and we were ending it the same way it started, at another one of Nora’s annual parties. Bet you can’t guess what it was called.. You guessed it, Nora’s end of summer party, clever, I know.

 

            Mine and Jaxson’s relationship had become a ride that I was not sure I wanted to be on anymore. It whipped me around making my head spin and every inch of my body ache. I constantly felt helpless and weak, and wanted nothing more than to stand on solid ground on my own two feet, but instead i was kept firmly planted behind the bars of Jaxson. I had always been the kind of girl to listen to my instincts but when it came to him i never did. Blinded by love I guess, once again, how cliché.

 

            This party was way better than the last, well from what I could rememeber. That was until Jax grabbed my arm hard, it was like I could instantly feel the bruises forming on my skin as he dragged me away from the conversation I was in the middle of.

“What the hell, Jaxson!” I winced, struggling to get away from his vice like grip, though he just held on tighter. I could see the anger in his eyes and with one quick movement my face was on fire. I was frozen with shock of what had just happened. Suddenly the anger melted from his face though remained in his eyes, he begged for forgiveness, promising it was an accident and that it would never happen again. I was terrified of what would happen next so I told him i forgace him and for the rest of the night pretended as though nothing had happened, but the fire in his eyes wouldn’t let me forget.

 

That night after everyone had left Nora was relentless in trying to get what was wrong out of me. I did my best to convince her nothing had happened but when i took off my sweater and unknowingly revealed deep purple bruises on each of my pale arms there was no going back, I had to tell her. But i knew saying it out loud would make it finally feel real. With tears streaming down my face i admitted to my best friend that my “perfect” boyfriend had proven he wasn’t so perfect after all just because I was harmlessly talking to another guy.

“You have to tell your mom,” Nora sobbed “she will know what to do, i don’t have a clue Adelle, you just –“.

“She has never believed anything I say” I interrupted, struggling to get the words out past the lump in my throat, “and she never will so what’s the point?”

           

After weeks of pleading from Nora and avoiding Jax, I knew she was right, I had to  tell my mother. This wasn’t something that was just going to go away on its own no matter how much I prayed that it would.

           

Unfortunately, it turned out that I was the one who was right. With the bruises faded back to porcelain skin there was no evidence to prove I was not lying. My own mother once again did not believe me, and if my own mother didn’t, who would.

 

With school back in and senior year started I had more than enough going on to keep me busy, but nothing could get my mind off the fact that i was going to have to see Jaxson again and i was going to have to end it. Just the thought of it would freeze me with fear but it had to be done.

 

            I woke up on Monday September 17^th and knew I couldn’t go another week like this. Today was the day. Today was the day that the fear would melt away and I would be free of the toxin that was Jaxon’s love. The love that flooded my world, and invaded my veins so few months ago.

 

            I texted him to meet me in the park after school, there was no going back. I thought I would be nervous all day but all I felt was as if a giant weight had been lifted from my shoulders. When the final bell rang i couldn’t wait to get to the park, to flush my veins, to get my life back.

 

            When I saw Jaxson round the corner though he looked happy the same anger remained in his eyes and suddenly I was once again frozen in fear. I managed to get a quiet hello out before being at a complete loss of words. It was like he could sense my fear and when I once again looked up his face portrayed no emtion.

“Jaxson.” I squeaked, sweat rolling down my face, hands shaking by my sides. “I just don’t think this is going to work anymore, I –“

“What are you talking about,” he angerly interrupted “for f*** sakes Adelle I told you I didn’t f***ing mean to hit you!”. His voice grew louder and louder. I chose to meet him at the park so i wouldn’t embarrass myself in front of other people but right now I was praying that someone, anyone would come walking around the corner.

“No Jax, thats not it at all” I pleaded once again fighting past that wicked lump that was quickly growing in my throat, “its just I’m so busy with school and work and student council, I don’t have any free time and thats not fair to you”

“Fair?!” Jaxson retorted, shoving my right shoulder hard, “you are such a lying b****” at this point he was screaming at the top of his lungs. How can no one hear him I thought. My whole body was trembling, and I had nothing to say, and Jaxson did not like that. With one hard shove I was on the ground and my head was pounding. I reached up, my hair felt wet, my hand a crimson red. I couldn’t move, I was paralyzed on the ground. Jax with no fear in his eyes stared down at me, without a word left me there, alone, and motionless. I was desperate for someone to come around that corner, but I couldn’t make a sound. I was tired, and it was a beautiful day, so i let myself go to sleep.

 

            I wish I would have known that I wasn’t just tired, I wish I wouldn’t have let myself go to sleep. I wish i would have know that was the last warm fall day I would feel, Jaxson was the last person I would talk to and the last face I would see. I wish I knew something like this could escalate so quickly.

 

            I tried to tell her but she wouldn’t believe me, i bet she wishes she had believed me now.

 

                                                                                                                                                         

 

social fiction : twitter : https://twitter.com/AdelleClarkCW

 

           

 

 

 

 

           

2014! 🎉

Happy late New Year from me and my girls too you! 

This Christmas break was not too shabby, I didn't really get to do a lot because my granda and his wife were in town from Newfoundland and she took my car every single day, so annoying!

But I can't complain, it was pretty good, I got to spent a lot of time with the people I love which is what the holidays is all about. Though getting the boots I asked for for Christmas wasn't bad at all!

My very first pair of big girl winter boots lol, couldn't be happier!

My boyfriend also got me a pandora bracelet which was such a nice surprise! He got me a hockey, and a reindeer charm which is a little strange, though they are so him so I loved it!

Hmm what else, I really didn't do much like I said, though even if I did have the option to it was too cold! -50 is that some kind of joke! Why do we live here!

Anyways, for New Years I went to one of my friends house, we all got dressed up, which was fun because we never goet to get dressed up!

I'd say overall I had a pretty good Winter Break, now if only my granda and his wife would leave, don't get me wrong I love em, but them staying a week and a half longer because their flight keeps getting cancelled is enough to make me go crazy!

Kim Kardashians crying face kills me, who knew such a pretty girl could be so ugly!

The top right corner is my personal favourite. 

Last night my three year old cousin Ava had a sleep over at my house, when she came down the stairs in the morning I was surprised to see she had helped herself to my makeup, and had done her own.

This is her "smiling with her eyes" with her wonderful makeup, with a little bit of her hot chocolate mustache peaking through. 

After of course telling her how beautiful she looked she asked if she could then do my make up too, this is how it turned out..

I swear she was working on it for 20mins, what a master piece right? When I asked if she was almost done she replied "No! Your chin!" I don't know where she has ever seen someone put make up on there chin, especially black eyeshadow but hey, I wasn't gonna be the one to tell her that. 

         new festive holiday nails 💁💅

Thinking About Dialogue

Discuss the dialogue that you over heard:

1.) Talk about the process of eavesdropping:

i. Where did you go?

Around the school; hallways, classrooms,  the gym, the cafeteria, windowseats, wherever we could find groups of people. 

ii. How long did you listen to conversation?

As long as we could, they were usually just small talk trying to break the awkward silence while the small groups walk the halls. 

iii. Who was it between?

We walked around following quite a few different groups, they were all different kids but all most involved guys, with the random addition of a girl or two.

iv. How did it feel to be recording the conversation?

I felt kinda awkward because I know I wouldn't like it if someone was doing it to me, and you never know what someone is going to be talking about. Yet I wish we found someone talking about something more interesting. We got nothing. 

2.) What insights did you gain about the way people speak?

People are rude, the way they speak to each other sounds awful if I guess you don't know them well enough to know they are just kidding around with their friends. They also have terrible language, every second word out of every guys mouth seemed to be a swear. 

3.) How can you apply this to your writing?

I could apply this to my writing in the way that every different age group has different tones and language choice when talking to each other, and that would help me to choice what to use depending on the characters in my writing. 

4.) How is personality and character revealed through conversation/dialogue?

I believe personality and character is revealed through conversation/dialogue with:

- tone

- word choice

- body language

- conversation topic

5.) What happens when more than two people participate in a conversation?

From all the conversations I saw that involved more than two people, two people still did most of the talking, the other just kinda followed, maybe laughed everyone and a while, that's about it. 

6.) What was the most surprising thing you learned about the way people converse?

I wasn't really surprised about anything, I know the way highschool kids talk to each other. I think I maybe would have been more surprised if I was to go somewhere, such as the mall, and listened to conversation of people in all different age groups and were to compare. 

7.) What are the differences and similarities between written and spoken conversation?

The differences between written and spoken conversation to me would be:

- spoken: body language, facial expression can be seen

              : tone can literally be heard

              : usually much more casual, less thought put into word choice and language choice

- written: tone and mood have to be expressed through words

             : expressions and body language have to be described 

             : much more thought and description

             : word choice is more thought out

The similarities between written and spoken conversation to me would be that they both have equal opportunities of telling a story just as well, word choice and mood choice are equally important, tone and mood can be expressed, and insight on characters of the story can be reached. 

Imagery Paragraph

Looking for Alaska: page 7

"God, we'll miss you," mom said suddenly, stepping through the minefield of suitcases to get to the bed. I stood and hugged her. My dad walked over, too, and we formed a sort of huddle. It was too hot, and we were too sweaty for the hug to last terribly long. I knew I ought to cry, but I'd lived with my parents for sixteen years, and a trail separation seemed overdue.

1.) Why did you select this particular passage? Why did it appeal to you?

I found it hard to find a passage in the book I am currently reading, Looking for Alaska, with really descriptive imagery. Though I thought this paragraph did a pretty good job. When I read it I was able to picture the whole situation, from the minefield of suitcases to the overly sweaty hug, and you could feel the situation too, the heat, the sweat, the sadness the family is feeling. It appealed to me because I think John Green, the author did a good job of making you feel like you were really there, or as if you were watching the whole situation. 

2.) What type of imagery is most common in the passage?

I believe the most common type of imagery represented in this passage is visuals. The way John Green has written it I feel asthough I can literally see the whole situation play out, from the very beginning to the very end. 

3.) What is the best snippet of imagery within this passage? Why is it so effective?

"stepping through the minefield of suitcases to get to the bed. I stood and hugged her. My dad walked over, too, and we formed a sort of huddle. It was too hot, and we were too sweaty for the hug to last terribly long."

I know this is the majority of the passage but it all connects to well. I believe it was the most effective because it give you an understanding of everything, the setting, the emotions, the expressions on there faces, the temperature, the sweat covering their bodies. It helps you see the room, see the characters, and feel what they are feeling. 

4.) Is the imagery positive or negative? How do you know? Give some words as examples to support this.  

AND

5.) What mood/emotion is being created by the author in this passage? How do you know?

I would think the imagery is positive, the passage doesn't make you feel awkward, or scared, or worried. To me it makes you feel included, or sympathy for the family. I know this because you get a really good sense of the emotion in this passage, a mix of sadness and excitement. "God, we'll miss you" followed by the huddled group huh shows sadness from everyone and maybe even worry from the mother. Though when Miles says "I knew I ought to cry, but I'd lives with my parents for sixteen years, and a trail separation seemed overdue" shows that he does show sadness, but excitement at the same time. To me, sadness and excitement are positive images for an author to express. 

6.) What is the purpose of this piece of imagery?

I believe the purpose of this piece of imagery is to interperate Miles' transition from his home in Florida to going to Culver Creek school in Alabama, and the emotions, and actions that were shown in his last few minutes that he would spend with his parents for quite a while. 

I went to posh nails and spa for the first time today and this is what I got!

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Quick Write #4 - Imagery

We couldn't take it anymore, we needed to get away, far away, somewhere where we wouldn't have to run anymore. So we did it, we left, we ran as far as we could till we hit the ocean. "What now?!" I screamed at my boyfriend Josh. He silently continued to pace back and forth, back and forth. "Josh they were right behind us, we need to get out of here" he just looked at me with a panicked expression. An old man with the typical sailor look must of heard our commotion and came out of his boat that was tied to the dock. "I have somewhere I can take you, there is an uncharted island not too far from here that my wife and I own" he explained. "It's no use to us and I would be more than happy to sell it to you". "Sir, we barely have any money, and nothing at all to trade" I replied. "Well how much do you have on you right now?". "Maybe five dollars between the two of us" Josh said embarrassed, heat rising in his cheeks. "That will do". Barely any money at all yet we struggled to get it together, we had just enough. We climbed aboard the boat just in time, sirens getting louder and louder, red and blue lights getting brighter through the fog. A few hours later, there it was, finally. Our island. Our very own island. It looked beautiful above the waves of fog but there was still one question to be answered; why had they sold it to us for only give dollars? This question may never be answered, though what I do know is that it was the worst five dollars we had ever spent. The moment we stepped off the boat the old man sped away faster than he drove the whole way here. I felt a chill down my spine, goose bumps rose on my skin, something just didn't feel right yet I just kept it to myself, me and Josh were finally free I thought, and that's all that mattered. A week in though, that now isn't what matters at all, there is something wrong with this island, something dark. I wish we could get out of here, but we have no way off. No boat, no phone, no shelter, barely any food. We are stranded. 

Reading Tweets - POV #1

Point of view - Miles Halter

1: Goodbye Florida, Hello Alabama #ontheroad

2: Officially a Culver Creek Tiger!

3: Someone could have warned me there wasn't any air conditioning here #toohot

4: Well that was an awkward way to meet my roommate #hi #immiles #inatowel

5: "Die, my dear? Why that's the last thing I'll do!" - Groucho Max

6: "I can't sleep" - Sir James Matthew Barrie

7: I guess everyone has their own weird secret talent #famouslastwords #notalone

8: "I'm going away tonight" - James Brown

9: Life is good #lovinit

10: "Drink to me!" - Pablo Picasso

11: "No, you certainly can't" - John F. Kennedy

12: Apparently I spoke too soon #wtf

13: What did I ever do to you guys? I don't even know you #weekendwarriors

14: "I'd hate to die twice. It's so boring" - Richard Feynman

15: Don't want to jinx myself again but things are looking up!

Reading Tweets #3 - text connections

Text connections

Text to world

when Miles gets freshied

"Freshieing" or "hazing" has become a much larger problem in our world than it was in previous years. What happened to Miles is a pretty good example of that. He was taken from his room in the middle of the night, striped down, taped up and thrown into the lake. What may have started as a harmless "joke" could have ended very badly, which is something I don't think young people now a days really take into consideration. Like they say it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt, but really is it fun for everyone? Would you wanted to be hazed? Have you been? A simple prank is one thing, but putting someone's life at risk is a whole nother story.

Text to self 

going to a new school

I can relate to Miles on the fact that I also went to a new school that I didn't know a single person. It was scary but unlike him I at least got to leave at the end of the day and go home to people I did know. Miles decided he wanted to leave his school and go to a boarding school for pretty unclear reasons. A boarding school that didn't know a single person, hundreds of miles from home. Starting at a new school is a nerve racking thing to do even when you are going with a group a friends, but doing it alone is a completely different story. But like him, I found that it really isn't all that bad, you just have to keep an open mind and be open to new friends. 

Quick Write #3 - choose your own

If I got one whole day of being immortal I would do everything I am too scared to do, even if those things don't even have a one in a million chance of killing you in the first place, but at least I would know for sure no matter what happened I would be fine. 

I would have a day full of adventure, I would go on all the biggest water slides and rollercoasters, the scariest amusement park rides. I would go skydiving and base jumping, scuba diving  and swimming with sharks, everything I have always wanted to do, whatever I can think of, I would make that day seem like it lasted forever. 

http://writingprompts.tumblr.com/post/32462809486/604-immortal-for-a-day

Quick Write #2 - Minions

if I got my very own set of minions for a week I would be in heaven. I would not make them do anything, they wouldn't be my little servants, I would just love them. I would take them out with me and buy them whatever they wanted, take them to movies and amusement parks, I would tuck them in a read them a story before bed. They are just so cute who could they not, plus they are constant entertainment so you pretty much owe them just because they are around. I would love to have my very own minions but I would be so sad when it was time for them to leave. I would only agree to have my own minions for a week if I got to keep at least one once the week was over.  

Reading Tweets #3 - Text Connections

Text to world

"Freshieing" or "hazing" has become a much larger problem in our world than it was in previous years. What happened to Myles is a pretty good example of that. He was taken from his room in the middle of the night, striped down, taped up and thrown into the lake. What may have started as a harmless "joke" could have ended very badly, which is something I don't think young people now a days really take into consideration. Like they say it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt, but really is it fun for everyone? Would you wanted to be hazed? Have you been? A simple prank is one thing, but putting someone's life at risk is a whole nother story.

Text to self 

I can relate to Myles on the fact that I also went to a new school that I didn't know a single person. It was scary but unlike him I at least got to leave at the end of the day and go home to people I did know. Myles decided he wanted to leave his school and go to a boarding school for pretty unclear reasons. A boarding school that didn't know a single person, hundreds of miles from home. Starting at a new school is a nerve racking thing to do even when you are going with a group a friends, but doing it alone is a completely different story. But like him, I found that it really isn't all that bad, you just have to keep an open mind and be open to new friends. 

Daily Logbook

 

Finally completed the first side of my daily log book, I think it looks pretty good so far. As you can tell I would much rather draw out my days than write. 

Help me out, my friend said my peacock looks like a turkey ..

I would have to disagree, what do you think?

Reading Tweets #2

Looking for Alaska: (30) Miles just got "freshied" by the weekend warriors, but it wasn't just a typical harmless prank #intro

?- What did Chip do to the w.w's to make them so mad to do that to Mile's just for being friends with Chip? #question

"My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations" #quote #johngreen #tfios

I'm finding it a lot harder to get into Looking for Alaska then it was to get into tfios. Hope it picks up! #comment

A lot of people have told me that they enjoy L4A a lot more than tfios, I can't wait to find out why, but it's just so slow #losingintrest