Mmm, snow.

I really hope the weather man is right for once. Honestly I would love to have a few days off of school. Even though we will have to make them up.. Right now I just find myself having the worst case of Senioritis. I literally have to drag myself out of bed every morning for school. It doesn't help that it's dark and cold when we wake up in the morning. I'm just ready to graduate. Ahh.

I Remember When

I seriously love this assignment. I have been thinking for the last two days of just random I remembers. I was at dinner last night with my mom and boyfriend and I was telling them about this assignment. My mom and I got talking about it and we found ourselves in the middle of Fazoli's cracking up. It's seriously crazy to think about all the awkward and embarrassing things I've been through growing up. I love this assignment, I know I've already said that but it's been so much fun to just sit and reminisce about past memories and actually think about things. I find myself sitting and thinking about elementary school, and I will be laughing to myself just because of all the things that have gone on since then. I just felt the need to share this with all of you, but now I'm off to finish my paper. Bye :)

It's Just a Phase

I think out of all the essays we've been assigned so far I like this one the most. I found it much easier to read the essays, and much easier to relate to them. I like how unlike the other two we aren't observing something or someone, but just taking a look at a moment in our own personal life. In Innocence is Bliss I found it really easy to relate to the writer. The way she describes the "uninspired teachers" at Woodside Middle School pretty easy for me to relate to, being a former student there. I knew exactly the way she was feeling when she finally realized she was out of that place. Overall I thought this essay was good, but kind of cliche. It just seems very common for a high school girl to write about her first real boyfriend, and everything that comes along with it. I mean come on, 8th grade romances aren't all that serious...

Both Hooked and Once More to the Lake were good examples of phases as well, however I did not relate as well to these. I mean sure I've gone fishing a few times, but it's not something I could consider myself to be interested in. In Hooked YZF93 did a good job at setting a mood of being calm, content, and peaceful.

I'm actually looking forward to writing this next essay, although I'm finding it difficult to pick just one of my many phases.

The vivid descriptions of A Practiced Grace

Well to start off, I read all three of the essays before choosing which one to blog about. I chose A Practiced Grace because I love all the description within it. Early on in the essay a mood is distinguished. I mean sure there is no guessing as to where the person is, because it is easily given away. But that's not entirely bad. I really enjoy the way the writer goes on to describe exact what the subject is wearing, "her green apron is dirtied by coffee and milk" and what is around her, "grinders, steamers, a display case filled with goodies both sweet and savory." It makes it very easy to paint my own picture in my head of exactly what he was seeing. It's cool because instead of him saying just, oh she wore an apron, he puts more detail into it. What I also enjoyed was how the writer not only described what he saw, but he somewhat analyzed his the barista. He realizes and easily picks up on this setting is "what she experiences all the time." And one last thing I enjoyed as how he connects himself to her, and how he describes a"safe haven disguised as a coffee shop."

I enjoyed this essay a lot simply because it has a lot of description and details. Over time I think you will all come to realize that I love being able to picture things in my head for myself and the author of A Practiced Grace did just that. Not only did I like the essay, but I think the title for it is awesome. He could have names it something simple such as The Barista, but instead he incorporated words from his own essay into the title, which I thought was really cool.

Friday, already?

Eh, well not really. But it might as well be. This week went surprisingly fast. The unexpected cancellation is to thank though I guess. I swear each week goes faster and faster. This year has literally flown by. It's crazy to think about being out of high school in just a few short months. But I've never been more excited for anything. Today as I walked down the halls I over heard some freshman talking. Then I thought to myself, "gosh I hope I was never that annoying...." Truth is, I really can't stand most underclassmen at all. They all just come across as very conceited, self absorbed, and full of drama. But I'm sure we were all like that at one point, but I don't think we were ever that obnoxious. But anyways, I really am enjoying this blogging. It's pretty cool to just be able to put down whatever I'm thinking at the moment. Wellll I'm off to do homework before tonights TV shows are on. Bye! :)

Snow, snow, and more snow...

It has literally been snowing for 14 hours straight now. I think I can speak for all of us when I say cleaning off our cars today after school was beyond ridiculous. Sitting in the parking lot for fifteen minutes not moving was beyond ridiculous. But I guess knowing that we have a delay by 4:30 was a nice way to make up for it. I have a feeling that I'm actually going to enjoy blogging. I've spent about the last half hour just trying to figure it all out, but I'm already quite the fan. I am currently watching Dinner For Schmucks, and Steve Carell and Zach Galifianakis get me every time. They never seize to crack me up. I suppose what I really should be doing is working on actual homework, but right now blogging just sounds so much more appealing. I guess I'll go do something a tiny bit more productive. So if anyone actually reads this, thanks for visiting. :)

Invisioning Ground Zero

In Suzanne Berne's essay Ground Zero her use of vivid description makes one feel as if they were there with her, experiencing the whole thing for themselves. One line that I really enjoyed was," "nothing" becomes something much more potent, which is absence." To people visiting Ground Zero, that's what they see. Nothing. Going into that one should know that they are not going to see the towers burning down, and all the chaos that went on that day, but to me if I were visiting, that is what I would anticipate to see. The way she puts all of it into words just seemed to really make sense to me that nothing, is something, which is absence. The way Berne goes into such vivid detail about the sights she sees while visiting Ground Zero is great. Personally when reading it I could see the "construction workers in hard hats" and I could hear the "beep-beep-beep of trucks backing up, the roar of heavy machinery." When Berne mentioned the elderly man standing next to her I could almost feel his sadness that he felt standing before "the absence."

I actually really liked this essay. When I heard our first blog had to be over a reading assignment I was kind of bummed really. But this was a good one. Berne did a really good job of making it feel as if I had been to Ground Zero myself. I could hear the sounds, see the images, and almost feel the same emotion as she did. Reading Ground Zero also made it easier to understand the essay's that we will be writing throughout the next week. It was a good choice for us to read this, and very helpful.