The last Blog!

Im really sad that this class is almost over :( Im however not sad that this semester is almost over...SUMMER!!! So throughout this class I feel like iv gotten to know my classmates very well through their blogs and class convos, and like Professor said "Were like a family". Iv learned so much in this class and its things that I will actually use in real life. Some classes teach us things that will never come in handy in real life. I will miss seeing Professor Sexson every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday...Maybe ill see him walking around campus with his ear phones strolling along to his tunes! The one thing that really opened my eyes in this class was reading books. The second day of class Professor said there are no boring books, only boring people. Im going to use that term everytime I get out a book and start to read. Im not gunna say much more cause I present 2marrow and I dont want to ruin my awesome ideas :) Well this was my most exciting class this semester and I will remember it forever. I made some new friends and really enjoyed Garrets stories and comments everyday! Good bye Lit 110, I will enjoy the last days I have with all you!

Fishy and presentation

Ok the reason I have fishy in the title of my blog is because yesterday my sister sarah's beta fish, George, died. She came up stairs with an upside down smile and teary eyes and said in a raspy voice "George is dead". We all kinda giggled and said its just a fish. She tallked about her memories with lil George (which she only had for six months) and then had my little sister flush him down the toilet because she didnt feel right about flushing him herself! How sad. She is just one of those people who loves animals and gets so attached, even to her fish. George will be missed!!! I loved both the presentations yesterday, especailly the one with the cookies :) mmm. Both were very entertaining and kept me awake!

Presentations

I have loved all the presentations that have been presented so far. My favorite one was the one where a bunch of different stories that were put together and acted out. I thought it was educating and entertaining. It really made me think about how much stories are tied together. We did our presentation and it brought up such a great topic that has so many different opinions. I really believe that there are boring books, not boring people. I think what Devin said was really my main arguement. People arnt always goin to enjoy reading the same things. For example, I hate math or science. Im not goin to enjoy reading about it. It may be very educating but I dont enjoy it. I really think that your experiences have something to do with your excitement. I agree that you can still experience something about say Ireland if you read a book about it versus goin there. But how can you enjoy a book if you dont even enjoy the topic. Everyone says to use your imagination. Im sorry but my imagination wants to experience something fun, not take me to a world of math or science.

My thesis for my paper!

So I decided that I was going to do the generic paper topic because I didnt enjoy the Brothers at all and I felt like if I didnt enjoy the book I wasnt goin to enjoy writing a paper about it. So I wrote my thesis and it needs alot of work but this is the start.
First day that I walked into that Lit 110 classroom, I saw a tall man with a white beard who introduced himself as Professor Sexson. Along with talking about his tremors, he explained how we were going to read a bunch of short stories, poems, and Shakespearian plays out of the lit book called Retellings. There are many things that I know now that I didn’t know before taking this class. Some of the many things I learned this semester were how to write sonnets and found poetry, that every story is a retelling, and that there are no boring books, just boring people. Almost everything I’ve learned this semester has given me a new view on things, which has made a difference in my life. Professor Sexson not only assigned me a bunch of readings my first day of class, he also made a difference in my life.

Lit 110

So yesterday we finished talking about Hamlet. That may be the saddest story Iv ever read, guess thats why they call it a tragedy. I like Shakesphere stories for the fact that he doesnt sugar coat things, he creates a tragedy which is in everyones life. Every person in this world has something tragic happen to them whether someone they knows die or a pet dies. Tragedy doesnt even have to be about death. It could be that you lose your job, you go bankrupt, your house burns down...I think you get the picture. For me tragedy is losing someone you love, even your rabbit becuase nothing is worse to me than having someone close to me die. Its goin to be the end of the world for me when my dog Zoey dies :( She is my baby and my best friend. She is a part of my family. So the teacher said we are suppose to all meet up in Casper, WY on August 23, 2017. Sorry Professor as much as I would love to meet up with you on that day, Iv got plans. Thats the day me and my hot hubby are goin to be soaking up the sun in Hawaii drinking pinacoladas on the beach, enjoying lunch. Im already gettin excited for that day! Hope you guys have fun tho!

I read Hamlet, act one. I felt like through the whole first act of this story there was alot of shocks. First the guardsmen see the ghost, then Hamlet finds out his dad, the king, is dead, then after that finds out his mom married the king's brother, his uncle. Gosh after hearing all that I would want to kill myself...i mean I wouldnt but poor Hamlet. Of coarse this is goin to be a tragedy because its a shakesphere play. I think his life must have been super depressing to write all these tragedies just like those people who create the most disgusting horror movies must be seriously messed up in the head. But anyway back on track....I never read Hamlet in highschool cause I went to a tiny tiny school and the english teacher didnt care about all 14 of me and my classmates, so its a different experience to read shakesphere. This Sunday at my grandparents house I was listening to my grandma and grandpa have a conversation. My grandma was wearing this striped pink shirt...she looked very pretty. And my grandpa said "wow are you gunna wear that shirt, you look like your goin to a damn circus". And I thought about the conversations and thoughts between a man and women. My grandma just said politly "yes i am, and I think it looks springy." That brought up a thought. Men and womens mind think differently, even when it comes to womens clothing!

oh lit class, what will I do?

So I was sad to get my exam back :( not so good. I studied real hard....but I have come to realize not only in this class but also in my other classes that I'm just a really bad test taker. How come all my sisters are super smart?!? Damn it, I just had to get my mom's school genes....Thanks mom! All I know is that many of you are proly thinking I'm lazy...your very wrong. I come to class, I take notes, I like to listen to the professer talk about lit and other stuff that makes me giggle. Its just the damn test taking....gets me every time. Oh well just got to think positive and try to ace the next one huh! I decided to write my paper on the lit topic, about what I have learned this semester and what difference it has made on my life. I have learned so much in this class that I feel like I could easily write about! I know what you are all thinking....Im very lazy and didnt finish the book. I finished most of it, but did I enjoy that extremely long book...NO! I found it very hard to read and boring, yes I said it...BORING. I may be a "boring person" but Im a boring person who is not goin to write a three page paper on a book that I didnt even enjoy reading! I need to make it up to the professer for my bad exam scores and write him a little something so that he knows how much I do actually enjoy this class!

I may be bad at test taking
but I do love this class, I'm not faking
This professor is quite funny
He was even sad when he heard about my bunny
He helps me enjoy all the lit
and I will continue to enjoy this last bit

Its not much but Im really tired amd need to get to bed! see you on Wednesday, CANT WAIT!

Brothers karamozov

Im now through book XI and I felt like this book has made the story much more interesting. For example, Katerina has a letter from Dmitri saying that he would kill his father to get her her 3000 rubles and Smerdyakov has just admitted to Ivan that he murdered Fyodor but then hangs himself. So really besides Ivan, they cant really prove that Smerdyakov did it becuase he is dead and everyone will think Ivan is making that up because Dmitri is his brother. I would say the brothers have caught themselves in quite the pickle. Alyosha once again is being a great brother and being there for Ivan when he needs him after seeing the devil. I'm hoping that the brothers convince the court that Dmitri is not guilty and they can live happily ever after....but I know that wont happen because these kind of books never end happily. So from this point on I hope it will be an ending that wont let me go to bed till I'm done reading because that means it will be an exciting ending!

Brothers

So this weekend i got half way through book XI. As of right now reading Book X and XI I feel like Alyosha is the hero because he is really counsiling people with hard times in their life and I feel like he becomes close to people when they need a friend or just have someone there to listen to them. Like in Book X when Alyosha talked to Koyla and doesnt speak to him as a child, he is actually concerned about him and wants Koyla to make the best out of his time left with his friend, llyusha. I think each chapter has some kind of religious meaning in it. Like in book X when it talks about how llyusha thinks his illness was caused by God's wrath over what he did to the dog, Zuchka. I just think thats cool how much the problem of religion comes up in this book cause I feel like that is something that happens to everyone in some point of their lives. Then in the first part of Book XI Alyosha becomes close to Grushenka and tries to solve the problem between her and Dmitri. I just feel like he is so good to everyone and thats something I admire that about him, the book kind of brings me closer to Alyosha and I begin to like him more and more each chapter.

Sarah and Norman

So in class on Friday we talked about being obsessed with pets and having a close bond with them. Someone mentioned that you cant have a close bond with a fish, that is very untrue. My sister sarah had a fish named norman. It was a beta fish that was bright blue with a little red in it. I lived with my sister last year in an apartment. I remember everytime she came home drunk, she would go straight to that fish bowl and talk to that fish for like an hour. She would tell him about her night and that he was the only good man in her life. She would watch tv in the mornings and have it at the table when she ate. That fish lived six years and when he died she went into a deep depression and couldnt even get a new fish. She still talks about Norman and when she comes home drunk talks about how no one was as good of listener as Norman. Then we also talked about a man and womans conversation. Ok so my mom and dad have the dumbest conversations ever or arguments. They seriously make me not want to get married. So this weekend they had a little quarrel about how much weight they have gained since they have been married. My dad claims he hasnt gained any weight and that my mom has gained way more than him. My mom claimed that dad always said he is goin to work out today and he never does. I was like gosh do you know how dumb you guys sound right now. silly parents!

Brothers and Antigone

So I have gotten to the end of book IX where Grushenka believes he is innocent and promises to love him. This book has been kind of boring to me or im just a boring person until now. I like mystery and thriller stories and at the part im at it kind of seems like one of those stories. You dont know for sure who has murdered Fyodor but Dmitri is the number one suspect. I mean he looks pretty suspisious to me with all the money he suddenly had but supposedly was from his locket and the pestal he had and how much he hated Fyodor for his secret affair with Grushenka and the whole inherritance thing. I know its not him though because the author wouldnt make it that easy to figure out, the author wants you to really think about who you think it is. As of right now I would guess Grigory's wife just becuase of what Dmitri did to Grigory and Grigory's wife called in and said something about Fyodor's murder. As I was reading book VIII, it made me feel sorry for Dmitri. He seemed like he was really really in love with Grushenka since he wanted to kill himself after he found out she was with her former love...thats true love right there, you cant live without someone. Which brings me to the story Antigone. It was a tragic love story. Personally I hate reading plays because they are hard for me to understand. It seemed like Antigone was a rebel and did whatever the king and nurse told her not to do. She knew what she was getting into and seemed like she wanted to die. She was brave because instead of freting about death she talked to the guard about his life. She did talk about how he thought she was going to die but she didnt seem scared. Her fiance also died for her because he could not live without her, thats the kind of man i want to marry someday because you know they are in love if they would die for you. It was a sad ending for the king however because he ended up all alone since his wife killed himself so I would say the biggest tragedy was king ceron ending up alone and having to live with what had happened to the whole family.

A bunch of random stuff from class that i will blog

So last week we talked about memorizing things. At my school we had to memorize a bible verse every week in middle school and recite it to the class. The ones that stuck to me where the ones that really had alot of meaning in my life. Romans 8:28 And we know in all God works for the good of those who love him who have been called according to his purpose. I love that verse and recite it to myself whenever something bad happens in my life. And when something bad happens its called a tragedy. I really do think you cant have happiness without tragedy. No ones and i mean no ones life is perfect. I mean gosh I thought Tiger Woods had a perfect life...beautiful wife and kids, a great career, good morals and boy was I wrong. People may appear perfect on the outside and no one on this planet has a perfect life. I believe you dont really know what life is unless you experience some kind of tragedy. You feel so many emotions when it happens and in my case some tragedies turn out good. For example when my aunt died. We were all so sad to see her go but we knew she was in a better place free of pain and suffering. when I looked up the buddha term but I could not find it. I did look up buddism and what its about and what I got out of it was they wish to be happy and stop suffering of all living things even insects. I could put myself in a buddist shoes cause even though Im a Christian im not a closed minded person. I know everyone has their own opinions and thoughts just like I do. If I were a buddist I would probably be in a big city tring to stop some kind of suffering. For example trying to stop the cruelness between humans and animals and just trying to make peace. I would do it in a kind and compassionate way like talking to people about animal cruelty and how selfish it is. I would try to stop war and unite everyone together. I would pray to Buddha and ask for his guiding. I honestly dont know much about buddist but I feel like that was a good example. Also today we talked aobut how magflies only live for one day. If I knew I was gunna live for only 24 hours I think I would get all my family and friends together. We would all go bungy jumping, skydiving and eat ice cream till I throw up and probably twice baked potatoes too. I would go fishing and hiking one last time and spend the whole day with the people I love!

The worst day of my life!

So I woke up that day, it was the day before new years eve last year 2008, and my dad was in tears. He told me aunt Thea was not going to make it. That was his sister and she had been battling cancer for a year and a half. The whole family was bawling and the whole day was it depressing. That same day my bunny, Phebii, died. I love animals and when one of my pets die its like the end of the world. Then later that night me, my mom, my dad, and two sisters had to go say goodbye to my aunt. In all my life iv never had to do something that hard. The whole Dyk side of the family were in the room with her and said our goodbyes. We sat beside her and prayed. She was such a strong christian woman and we all knew that she was going to a better place. It was just so hard knowing this was going to be the last time I was going to see her on earth. I woulnt see her at grandmas house for Sunday lunch, at family bbqs, or holiday gatherings. I loved my aunt and I really hope I never have to say goodbye to a family member again, but Im so thankful that she believed Christ died for us. Aunt thea and my bunny were so close to my heart and I will never forget either of them.

Brothers karamozov

I have not quite finished the book but im getting close. As I read through book one and two, I start to dislike Fyodor Karamazov. The professor told us to tell why. I dont like how he marries a girl and then has orgies. I dont like how he has children and could care less about all of them. I dont like how after his first wife days he goes out to the streets and celebrates. And I think he was very disrespectful when they went to the monastery. I also find him degrading of women, like they are sex toys or something. I didnt like him from the get go. I dont know if thats what the author wanted you to think of him, thats just my opinion. I think Dmitri is a strong person. He really fights for what he wants....his inherritance and Grushenka. I think Ivan is a great character in the novel. He has certain beliefs but he also listens to what others have to say also. I know that I can relate to Ivan in a way. He has many doubts on God and questions his reasoning for things. I can remeber when I questioned my faith and why God does the things he does. I think everyone has those questions at some point in their lives. Even Alyosha, who is this very religious man, questions Gods reasoning in the novel. I know some people think Alyosha is boring and a "goody toshoe", I think everyone needs those kind of people in your life and the book would be extremely boring without Alyosha. He shows that even in time of trouble and doubt, God is still there. God works in mysterious ways even if its not exactly nice he has a reason for everything, and Alyosha knows that. Zosima states, before he dies, that along with his brother the bible had a great influence on his life. That made me think of the day in class where we talked about books that changed your life. When Zosima dies and his body decays and smells, Alyosha wonders why God would humiliate such a great religious leader like that. Then later he has a dream that Zosima says Alyosha has saved Grunshenka and given her salvation. That kind of things do happen in real life and it just made me think of past incidents that have happened in my life. Its incidents like Ivan says he doesnt inderstand. Why does God let the suffering of children happen. No one knows why except God and he has a plan and purpose for everyone on this planet.

Reading the spark notes

Reading Brothers karamozov on spark notes is like doing a puzzle pictures with pieces missing. I feel like each piece is an important part of the puzzle and with pieces missing you might not see the whole picture. When you read the brothers karamozov on spark notes there are alot of little things missing and I feel like you wont get the whole feeling of the book if you just read it on spark notes. I want to see the whole picture not the picture with pieces missing.

Book that changed my life!

The one book that really changed my life is the bible. Before I really committed myself to Christ, I never really read the bible unless it was at youth group or church. But now that I actually dig into the book it has made so many changes in my life. Its a total guide for my life and I dont know what I would do with out it. It makes me feel safe when Im scared because I feel God's presence with me as I read it. It helps me decide right from wrong. And best of all its helping me prepare eternity with the Lord. I feel like this book has the biggest effect on people, on christians and non-christians.

My found poetry from excel pt!

So as I was sitting at my desk I found a potential poem. "If spine or neck diagnosis, if female, bring sports bra or bathing suit top for evaluation, otherwise a gown will be used." and I came up with........

Spine
Neck
Spine
Neck
evaluation for female
sports bra, bathing suit top
evalution for female
will gown be used
Spine
Neck
Spine
Neck
DIAGNOSIS

Rough draft of my love sonnet: To my boyfriend of 6 years!

This love started in high school freshman year
Didn't know this love would be serious
Now I can not stand when you are not near
For everday makes me more curious

You know how to make me laugh when I'm sad
I love that you take me on dates fishing,
and greet me with flowers when I am mad,
and the way it feels when we are kissing

I couldn't imagine life without you
I still think of everything we've gone through,
but there is nothing that could break us two
Together we have and will stay, who knew?

I would love to someday be Mrs. Lee
but not until you get on that one knee

Found poetry

Found poetry is a type of poetry created by taking words, phrases, and sometimes whole passages from other sources and reframing them as poetry by making changes in spacing and/or lines, or by altering the text by additions and/or deletions. I have never heard of this kind of poetry but I love it. This will probably be my favorite assignment of the year! I also would like to add, I thought it was so funny when the girl read the paper posted on the door. As I watched the professor's face, it looked as if he were a child waking up to christmas morning. He just looked so happy. I wish I would get that excited about reading a piece of paper done by a janitor posted on the door. I dont think I will do that piece however. I found one at the place I work (Excel PT) that I would like to put together. "If spine or neck diagnosis, if female, bring sports bra or bathing suit top for evaluation. Otherwise a gown will be used." It will be a challenge to make that into a masterpiece poem, but Im excited!

Poems, poems, poems

As I read "Batter my heart, three-personed God" I felt like there was alot of emotions. To me the reader is talking about how he/she is trying to stay true to the three-personed God (Father, son, and Holy spirit) but its hard because his/her enemy (Satan) is engaging him/her into things that are not right. The reader says she/he still loves the three-personed God but he/she is weak. This I think relates to alot of believers. I know I struggle with sin every single day. But I still love the Lord and hope that He forgives me of my sins. When it says "never shall be free" I think it might be talking about the devil. One is never free of sin and the devil is everywhere you go. When I read William Shakespeare's "My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun" I thought is was very unromantic and mean. I thought he was judging his mistress on the way she looks, smells, sounds, and even moves. I noticed at the end it says "I think my love as rare", I wonder if he meant that everyone goes for "looks" but he looks on the inside. I never really understand Shakesphere. Im excited to talk about these poems in class cause it will be intersting to find out what they really mean!

Sonnet is just a poetic form. Its the words that make it special. I feel like Shaksphere's are good, but they are all very lovey dovey. Thats not really my style. Im goofy and dont really take anything seriously. So when I write my sonnet to my significant other (Billy) its not going to be how much I love him or how his eyes make me melt. It will be wierd and goofy like him! I dont think there is anything wrong with writing a goofy sonnet if that is more you. I know Billy would way rather hear a funny sonnet than a sonnet about my "love for him". Also just wanted to say I thought Garrets story was hilarious and he is such a great artist!

love sonnet to the best friend I love!

So today at the end of class we talked about writing a love sonnet. Professor talked about how sometimes people write them to their pets and thats when I thought about my dog, Zoey. she is my best friend and who better to write it to then your best friend. So i wrote one about Zoey instead of to Zoey.

My Best Friend

Zoey is my beautiful golden retriever
She is my true best friend whom I love
She makes me feel better when I'm home with a fever
She does get into trouble when she proudly brings home a dove
She loves to eat just like me
Her favorite things are playing catch and a belly rub
We call her a lap dog becuase she sits on my knee
She loves water and never hesitates to jump in the tub
She plays forever and will do anything for a snack
When zoey is around, I know I will have fun
Even though she is a dog, I know she will have my back
I love her and she will always be my number one

Archetypes

So I googled "Collective of unconscious", and I'm going to be honest here I didnt quite understand what wikepedia was saying about it. So then i googled archetype and it explained archetypal events which are birth, death, separation from parents, initiation, and marriage. It sounds like archetypal events are life changing things that happen in your life. The jungian psychology is a collectively unconscious idea, pattern of thought and images. To me that sounds like its a dream because its "unconcsious", and you can dream about things like births, deaths, and marriages. I dont fully understand this whole theroy yet, but Im sure our Professor will give us more lectures on archetypes!

Lady with the pet dog!

These were two very interesting stories! I liked Chekhov better becuase I felt like I could follow along with her story easier. Joyce Carrol Oats' story moved around alot and was kind of hard to follow. I noticed that Chekhov was more on Dmitry's point of view and Oats' was more on Anna's point of view. I thought it was interesting how Oats' title of the story was "Lady with the pet dog" because it wasnt even her dog in the story, it was Dmitrys little boy's dog. There were things that were different that I noticed in the two stories. For example the dogs, and in Chekhov's story, Anna is always wearing the same barret and in Oats' Anna is wearing a scarf in her hair. Overall I didnt like the stroy line. They made these stories sound very romantic and like these two married people couldnt live without each other. To me cheating is wrong, especially if there is marriage involved. There is a reason two people get married....because your in love and want to spend the rest of your lives together, if your not going to be true to that person.....DONT GET MARRIED. The whole situation of them sneaking out of the house to go to the hotel and fullfill their sexual favors is not romantic, its just plain wrong!

After reading Araby i thought of Aladin. Aladin thinks about Jasmyn ever since he laid eyes on her and he knew he couldnt have her because she was a princess and he was just a street rat. He tries to become a prince and she still doesnt like him. It seems like in Araby that he really really loves her but she doesnt pay much attention to him. He even wants to get her a pretty tea set. Even though you dont find out what happens I'm guessing the story would turn out like Aladin. The girl wouldnt want her love bought, she hopefully would be like Jasmyn and just want him as him and him only. I didnt like how the story ended, it didnt end very happy. But then life doesnt always end happy. I liked how the story described everything, I saw an image with every discription. Another part of the story reminded me of Aladin. When he goes to look at the tea set and the British woman goes to ask him if he needed anything but her tone was not encouraging like she knew he couldnt afford it or something. Then she continued to watch him. Its like the street rat that people have to watch and know doesnt have alot of money.

As we finished up talking about the story that gave me nightmeres, it made me realize something about the misfit. He is like the guy across the street (I mean like a guy you can meet anyone). He seems polite at first. That could be anyone you meet. You have to be careful in this world you never know when your going to meet misfit. He could be in this classroom, who knows? We were talking about how the story has lots of similies and the professor said the scariest one was the trees graped like a dark open mouth. To me after reading that story was like the mouth of hell that they had to go through in those trees. Also we went over some notes for the exam, I greatly appreciate the professor giving us some exam questions but I hate taking exams :(

Another DREAM!

So last night I went to bed thinking about how cute the movie Valentines day was! SO CUTE! Anyway then I went to bed and had a terrible nightmere, and so random. Ok so as far as i can remember me and three of my friends were wake boarding on these huge waves in the ocean and all of a sudden a shark jumps up and takes a chunck out of our skin. We were pretty scared so we got back in the boat and Sarah was wearing a micky mouse shirt (it was a pretty cool shirt!) Then we went back to this cabin where my whole senior class was hanging out (not very many people.) All of us were hanging out in this small room with one bed and a little tv. Out of no where this girl that was in my senior class (we didnt get along) started killing people. Ok I know I sound like a phsyco right now but thats what happened :( and when she got to me she stuck this needle in me and I could literally feel my body go numb. It was creppy. Then I woke up and it was morning, and I was very happy about it being morning!

A good man is hard to find

I just want to start off by saying that this story is proly going to give me nightmeres tonight. I dont get nightmeres from things like vampires or werewolves but the stuff that happened in this story could happen in real life. There are actually people out there like the misfit. My heart kept beaating faster as the story continued. The thing I thought was cool was that the old lady depended on Jesus. I feel like nothing is going to help you more than the Lord himself. Even though the old lady wasnt didnt make it in the end, she still left all of her faith in Jesus. I know if I were in that situation, I would be praying up a storm because I feel like thats the only defense iv got, (unless i had a gun with me.) I dont really get the name of the story. Ok so there is a big difference between good and bad. When it says a good man is hard to find Im thinking about this guy who treats women wrong, i dont necessarily think of a killer. I feel like the title is saying there is good men and then there are killers. All I have to say is that they should NOT have gone to Florida. The moral of the story....always listen to grandma!

So today in class we talked about the stages in life. The first part of my life was definetley honky dorey!!! I was living the life. Hanging out with my sister....coloring the cat, feeding the horses naked, and vacumming the birds tail up. We lived off the parents and didnt go to school and had fun allllllll day long! Let me tell you what though, me and my sister were lil brats and we got spanked a lot. Anyway Im in the broken stage now. I dont know where my life is going at this time and im on my own from now on. I imagine my life going somewhere like my dream in life, but I dont see it happen. Thats why imagination is so great, cause it makes me very happy. I think it makes everyone happy until they get back to the real life. Im not saying life isnt happy its just that there is tradgedy and harsh things that happens to you, where as in your imagination life is just fabulous!!! Oh and i just want to say I love potatoes!

The story of Daedalus and Icarus

When I first read this story I thought of my childhood once again. I remember the good old days when me and my sister used to pretend to be birds. We would use anything to try to make us fly. We tried umbrellas, bed sheets, and even card board box wings. Nothing worked sadly :( but it was always cool to pretend to be a bird. This story also made me think of children. You them NOT to do something and they do it anyway. Just like last weekend when I babysat my nephew...I told him not to put the cat in the bathtub full of water, but he did anyway. Got a nice big scratch on his face. This story however ended up sadly because the boy didnt get to learn his lesson, his lesson was death. As I looked at the picture on page 858, I saw Icarus' leg sticking out of the water in the lower right hand corner of the picture. His dad, Daedalus, is swooping up in the air at a safe distance from the water and the sun. He doesnt know that his son is being swallowed by the blue water.

I really enjoyed reading the cinderella stories. It took me back to my young days where I dressed up in my princess dress and watched every disney princess movie created. Ok wait....I still watch those movies all the time! Anyway Im going to have to say I liked the grime version of Cinderella best because it wasnt all about love and happiness. I like stories that are strange and random. I kinda felt that way about that story. The wedding is happy and then all of a sudden birds came out of no where and plucked the sister's eyes out. I also thought it was interesting how we talked about the real life of Cinderella today in class. There is no happy ending....there is only tragedy. I dont agree with that. I do think its sad when people close to me pass away but I know they are in a better place. I feel like it is a happy ending, a happy ending that is much better than living here on earth! But now everytime I watch a disney movie im going to think of the lovely characters dieing, so I dont know if its going to be such a disney feeling anymore.

Ground hog day!!!

Welp i woke up at 5:45 to get ready for work....I live out in churchill and I work at 7:30 so kinda have to get up early every morning. I stumbled to the bathroom and took a nice, long, hot shower. Got out put some clothes on, put a little makeup on, did my hair, and put some vanilla body spray on. Went upstairs and ate oatmeal with bananas and drank a glass of water. I then drove thirty minutes to work while listening to Ben Lee and trying to stay awake. I got to work and did my daily work things....bla bla bla. After work I went and worked out...ran, lifted weights, and did some ab things. I then went to math class where I tried to stay awake. After that I ate lunch with my very good friend. I had a salad, yogert, and this peanut butter, chocolate thing. After lunch I went to lifespan class where I watched crowning....it was that moment that I decided im never having children. After the long, disturbing class I went and played a little basketball for about an hour. Then I drove that long drive home while listening to carrie underwood and brand new. I got home and took a thirty minute nap and got up to do hours of homework. Took a break to eat dinner....chicken breast, salad with seseame dressing, and a fruit bowl. Continued to do homework....bla bla bla. I stayed up till about 11 and I couldnt keep my eyes open. Went and got my dog, zoey...she sleeps in my room, she keeps me safe! Thanked the Lord for the day and went to bed. Now I know I left thousands of little details out but seriously it would not make my days story anymore interesting. That is pretty much my day everyday of the week....boring I know thats what your are all thinking, but hey its a little more eventful during the weekends!

My earliest childhood memory!!!

Me and my sister were just weee little ones. I was five and she was four....we were pretty fricken cute! We were the best of friends and were constantly together. Our other best friend was my Grandpa Walker! We went to visit him whenever we got the chance.....he was the best Grandpa in the world!!! Anywho my earliest childhood memory was going fishing in the Highwood creek with our grandpa. He had this sweet little boat along with three fighing poles, worms we dug out of the garden (grandma thought it was the dog digging those holes (; ), and our awesome pink tackle box. It was always the best times. Grandpa would tell us his childhood stories, scary stories, and even funny stories of my mom. We would have competitions of who would catch the biggest fish. He even showed us how to gut our fish we caught.....not my favorite part :( Then after a fun day of fishing he would take us to the Highwood bar for shirley temples!!!! I well always cheerish those memories and I tear up whenever I think of the best Grandpa in the world!

Ok I just want to start out this blog by saying I think Arnald Friend is gross....we talked about in class he was attracted to young 15 year old girls because they are goingthrough puberty. I know there are people out there like that and it makes me not want to have any girls someday. I think also older men who are attrated to young girls know that young girls are in that stage where "sex is apparently the cool thing to do." Also after reading that interview by the author it totally makes sense that Arnaold is all those things....death, the devil, your imagination, a serial killer. Im just not a very imaginitive person so I dont really think about those things as I read a story. Ok so now I want to talk about my dream I had. I dont often remember my dreams but when I have really wierd dreams I call up my friend and tell her about them so then I remember the really wierd ones. Alright so me, my sister, my friend Katie, and this hot guy (not gunna say the name cause someone in the class might know him), are all hanging out in this tiny living room. My sister is behind the couch just sitting there making wierd noises and not talking to any of us, Im laying on the couch getting ready to go to bed, and Katie and mr. hottie are on the floor sitting next to the couch. So a big clump of fur just floated by us and we were all freaking out cause a ball of hair is just gross. Then mr. hottie says "oh guys dont worry, thats just my hair." Then I fall asleep on the couch and while im laying there sleeping mr. hottie and katie grab my memory card out of my phone and go outside to hide it under a big ball of snow. They were giggling and acting like it was the greatest thing they have ever done. Then I woke up from that lovely dream. I have no idea why I dreamt that because I watched the notebook before I went to bed and I hate hair balls, they freak me out. So dreams are interesting. I feel like the stuff that happened in my dreams actually happened in real life, my life would be way cool and a lot more interesting!

The lovely interpretation of the book/movie!

So first of all I have to say that the man in the movie was just as I pictured him in the book....a total creeper! If I were that girl I would have done the traditional Montana thing.....grab my gun!!!! Anywho, When I first read the book I thought that he actually took her away because the book ended on a note where she went to a place she has never seen before. Then in the movie I felt like the whole thing was just her imagination because she was talking to her sister and told her the story but then said it never happened. I know thats not that exciting and not near exciting as the kid in class. Im one of those old times people who likes to think two people are in love when they give up their virginity so I didnt even think about that happening. I know it happens all the time but it didnt even cross my mind. I liked the book better because I dont like watching those wierd situations happen, I would rather read them. Also I felt a lot more intenseness as I read the book! Overall I got a creepy feeling from both the movie and book and its something I think every girl dreads of happening.

Poems?

So the reason my title is called poems? is because I dont understand poems very well. As I read in just- it brought me back to my good ol childhood. I remember playing in the mud puddles and jumping rope. I did however feel like the poem had negative connotations, for example at the end when it talks about the goat-footed man. To me it sounds like the devil trying to take the children away from their innocence. Nothing scares me more than the devil and just reading that poem kinda gave me bad feelings. The devil tempts people into doing wrong every single day and I know as a child it was so easy getting talked into things even though you know its wrong. In the story though I feel like they made the devil out to be a good person handing out fun balloons to the children, or maybe the balloons were a metaphor for sin....gosh see, I just dont know how to read poems. I guess it does bring out your imagination though. Now I found Emily Dickenson's poem a little more enjoyable. What I got out of it was that death found someone and they pasted by their lives going towards their new lives in eternity. Even though death isn't such a cherished word, eternity is. Well to me it is. I feel like death is just a word that leads to eternity. Im not scared to die because I believe that I am going to live a much, much better life for all eternity. This poem just gave me a good feeling even though its about death. I know I'm not great at reading poems but this is just what I got from these poems, you can take it or leave it.

Flipping through the book of random stories!

So as I was flipping through the book I stopped at the story called the "The lady with the pet dog". The reason why it popped out to me because i have a pet dog that means the world to me. If there was a story about me, that would proly be the title. All my friends call me "the crazy dog lady" haha. Ok so it all started out one xmas my bunny died and i was so so sad. My moms friend's golden retreiver had puppies and i wanted one so bad. My mom and dad told me NO! But when xmas came around I opened a present full of a dog bed, puppy food, and puppy toys!!! It was the happiest day of my life. So now she is 6 years old and me and Zoey(my dog) are the best of friends. Now you know why my friends call me the crazy dog lady, and why my title would be "The lady with the pet dog." I have not read the story yet but the title stuck out to me, im not sure I want to read it cause the story might ruin the title!

Book, books, books

So today we were all discussing how all books are interesting. I dont know if i agree with that all the way. I think each person has a specific taste in the kinda book they like to read. Iv never met anyone who finds every single book they read interesting. I mean ya every book out there is interesting.......to certain people. I must be a very non intersesting person cause I find alot of books boring and find my self asleep drooling on the book. Reading is just something that I have to be told to do, like an assignment, I do NOT read for fun. I personally like doing outdoor activites or some thing full of adventure rather than reading about adventure. The only book I read on my own time is the Bible and thats cause its something that evolves around my life, but alot of books i feel like after I read Im like wow that was so boring. Im sorry to all the reading lovers but I find alot of books boring. I know there is so many different books out there and I really do wish that I loved to read! Someone should help me out and give me some reasons on why I should read instead of a fun-filled day at bridger?

EZZZZ dropping on people

So the teacher said to just listen to what people talk about and I did just that. So when I was in life span and sitting behind two girls and they were talking about sex :( gross. To be honest I thought it was more likly to hear boys talking about sex, but these girls were talking in a deep conversation about sex. well I never want to ezdrop anymore!

English stories

The first story i read was "where are you going, where have you been." I guess I was a little disturbed by the man in this story. I know everyone uses the word "creepy" but he so was that. I think its more scary for girls to read cause thats a girls worst nightmeres, at least its my worst nightmere. I started getting nurvous for the girl when she heard a car drive up, and after that it just kept getting more tense as I read on. I didnt really know what to think of the ending, I guess I was kind of confused about what happened and I hate not knowing whats going to happen cause then I cant stop thinking about it. Then I read "the pied piper of tucson" and it scared me too, I proly shouldnt read these before i go to bed. It made me never want to visit Tucson. This guy was sick and there are people just like him out there in this world. I just dont understand why things like this happen. All I know is I hope not all the stories are like these two!