I've just been doing a little reflecting, per say, about this past summer. The best part of all, FINALLY, the majority of the tourists have left the building and gone back to where they came from. As they should. More importantly, the summer people have left. Until next Memorial Day when it all goes downhill again.
When you live in a town with 17 miles of shoreline, its only natural that the god awful summer people flock here for 3 months out of the year. Why can't they just stay home? The problems they create are just endless. Endless people, endless.
Let's see, they make the towns population triple for those 3 months.
They cause traffic to be backed up for miles. It takes twice as long to get anywhere.
They crowd all of the beaches.
And worst of all, they drive like there's a friggen 3rd lane on Main Street. Listen up! If you're going to come here for the summer, you need to get it through your touristy head that there is NO THIRD LANE ON MAIN STREET. Nothing makes the real residents of Old Saybrook more angry. Got it?!
I don't know what made summer people so annoying. They just are. I think the whole 3rd lane thing is what really gets me every time. Really, you have no idea how obnoxious it is. Ever had a seagull drive you nuts at the beach? Well, thats how I feel when someone almost hits my car because of their 3rd lane creation. Can't be escaped.
Well, I commend you for reading this little rant that I just went on. I'm sure some of you can relate. I don't think I could ever live in a place that is a huge tourist destination, like New York City or Miami, LA or even Hawaii. Well maybe Hawaii, I mean lets be honest, its amazing there. But still, you can always pick the tourists out. And something about them just immediately makes me cringe. Hence why I try my hardest not to ever act like one when I go somewhere different.
I'll leave you with this little story, I believe told to me by my dad :)
A summer person asked him for directions to the post office one day when he was a kid. He directed them to the highway. HAHAAAA
"I quit flying years ago. I don't want to die with tourists." - Billy Bob Thornton
...smart man.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Can a stupid person be a smart-ass?
Within the next few weeks, Aaron will be getting deployed for 6 months. It's going to suck. There is no other way to say it. At this point, I just want them to leave, so they can come back.
Some of you might be thinking "you don't see him a lot anyways, so what does it really matter?" Alright. Stop right there. I've heard this more than once, and really, once was enough. So listen up, heres your lesson for the day.
What not to say to someone whose "significant other" is in the military:
1. "You don't see him a lot anyways, so what does it really matter?"
I'll tell you why it matters. When on deployment on a submarine, you get emails. That's it. No skype, no phone calls, nothing. So when you go from talking to someone every single day on the phone, and seeing their face on a computer screen on a frequent basis, it does matter. Having a long distance relationship sucks enough as it is, so cutting the communication by THAT MUCH MORE, makes it matter.
2. "I don't know how you do it."
Usually meant as a compliment. But please don't go there. It's annoying. Sometimes I don't know how I do it either, but I do. Because I want to. I can't help who I love, and who I love just happens to be a submariner. Therefore, I took on the challenge, and will always find the strength to move forward.
3. "Where is he going?"
Unless you want me to kill you, I can't tell you. Sometimes I don't even know.
4. "That sucks, I'm sorry." (Could pertain to many different things. Like when talking about an upcoming deployment.)
Yes, yes it does actually. Thank you for bringing it to my attention again, though. And don't be sorry. As much as it sucks, my boyfriend is one BAMF (If you don't know what that means, than well, figure it out :) ) I think I'm the only one out of my friends whose boyfriend gets to go all over the world for his job, while protecting our country, and having the power to blow sh*t up :) Does your boyfriend do that?
5. "You decided to be in this relationship, so..." (Usually hear this when I'm having a pity party type day)
STOP STOP STOP right there. And see above, number 2. You are very correct that I was not forced at gunpoint to have a relationship with a submariner. But again, I can't help who I love. I'd be miserable without him at all, so I rise to the occasion and find the strength to make it through the days that might test my sanity. I think I'm allowed to have my days where I'm a little rough around the edges or upset about the upcoming or current deployment. It's only natural. Maybe stop and recognize what exactly is happening, and what COULD happen.
There's so many more things that I could come up with but these are just the ones that I hear the most. If you're guilty of them, well, consider your get of jail free card used. During the next 6 to 7 months, please don't go there. Not with me, or any military girlfriend/fiance/wife/anything. Our sanity is tested enough, you don't need to test it even more :)
3. "Where is he going?"
Unless you want me to kill you, I can't tell you. Sometimes I don't even know.
4. "That sucks, I'm sorry." (Could pertain to many different things. Like when talking about an upcoming deployment.)
Yes, yes it does actually. Thank you for bringing it to my attention again, though. And don't be sorry. As much as it sucks, my boyfriend is one BAMF (If you don't know what that means, than well, figure it out :) ) I think I'm the only one out of my friends whose boyfriend gets to go all over the world for his job, while protecting our country, and having the power to blow sh*t up :) Does your boyfriend do that?
5. "You decided to be in this relationship, so..." (Usually hear this when I'm having a pity party type day)
STOP STOP STOP right there. And see above, number 2. You are very correct that I was not forced at gunpoint to have a relationship with a submariner. But again, I can't help who I love. I'd be miserable without him at all, so I rise to the occasion and find the strength to make it through the days that might test my sanity. I think I'm allowed to have my days where I'm a little rough around the edges or upset about the upcoming or current deployment. It's only natural. Maybe stop and recognize what exactly is happening, and what COULD happen.
There's so many more things that I could come up with but these are just the ones that I hear the most. If you're guilty of them, well, consider your get of jail free card used. During the next 6 to 7 months, please don't go there. Not with me, or any military girlfriend/fiance/wife/anything. Our sanity is tested enough, you don't need to test it even more :)
Saturday, September 25, 2010
If you're going to rain, it best not be on my parade.
There is nothing worse than a Debbie Downer, Negative Nancy, whatever you want to call it.
As I've gotten older, I can really appreciate why my dad would get so mad at me as a whiny little child. I was pretty bad at times. And boy did I hear it...I guess it was kind of my blessing in disguise as a little child being scolded for whining by daddy. Because now, I HATE IT.
Really, it's annoying. I understand that people want to vent. And by all means, VENT! I have my moments as well. And sometimes I need a good ole' vent sesh with some friends. However, I give you about 3 or 4 days to wallow in your self pity party, and then it's time to put your big girl panties on (or boy, god help us) and move the hell on. Or do something about it. Whichever pertains to the specific situation.
Did you ever stop to think about the fact that if you and everyone you know threw all of their problems into a big pile, you'd probably grab yours back REAL fast. I heard this somewhere one time, I can't really remember where. But it's true. Think about it while I tell you about a friend of mine.
Her boyfriend lives an hour away. He goes to school, and they talk on the phone every day. For hours a day mind you. They see each other every single weekend, and sometimes in between that. I can recall the day that she got mad at me because I didn't feel bad for her about missing him so much and how they weren't going to see each other for about 2 weeks. WOAH WOAH WOAH. Lets back up here for a second....and become familiar with MY little situation..
Boyfriends in the Navy. On a submarine. In Hawaii. 6 hour time difference. Works 12 hour days. Sometimes more. We talk at like 3 in the morning on the phone. Just saw each other after 9 months. For 6 days. Now it will be another 8 months. Gets deployed soon for 6 months, then we can only email each other....
Now, you expect me to feel bad for you!? To have SYMPATHY for you!? Because you miss him so much?! Because he lives an HOUR away in the SAME TIME ZONE and you see him at least every 7 days. But oh oh oh, that's not enough.
Hahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa jokes on you sweetie. That was a good one.
You should probably take your pile back while I rain on YOUR parade.
"Some people are like Slinkies- not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs." - Anonymous
As I've gotten older, I can really appreciate why my dad would get so mad at me as a whiny little child. I was pretty bad at times. And boy did I hear it...I guess it was kind of my blessing in disguise as a little child being scolded for whining by daddy. Because now, I HATE IT.
Really, it's annoying. I understand that people want to vent. And by all means, VENT! I have my moments as well. And sometimes I need a good ole' vent sesh with some friends. However, I give you about 3 or 4 days to wallow in your self pity party, and then it's time to put your big girl panties on (or boy, god help us) and move the hell on. Or do something about it. Whichever pertains to the specific situation.
Did you ever stop to think about the fact that if you and everyone you know threw all of their problems into a big pile, you'd probably grab yours back REAL fast. I heard this somewhere one time, I can't really remember where. But it's true. Think about it while I tell you about a friend of mine.
Her boyfriend lives an hour away. He goes to school, and they talk on the phone every day. For hours a day mind you. They see each other every single weekend, and sometimes in between that. I can recall the day that she got mad at me because I didn't feel bad for her about missing him so much and how they weren't going to see each other for about 2 weeks. WOAH WOAH WOAH. Lets back up here for a second....and become familiar with MY little situation..
Boyfriends in the Navy. On a submarine. In Hawaii. 6 hour time difference. Works 12 hour days. Sometimes more. We talk at like 3 in the morning on the phone. Just saw each other after 9 months. For 6 days. Now it will be another 8 months. Gets deployed soon for 6 months, then we can only email each other....
Now, you expect me to feel bad for you!? To have SYMPATHY for you!? Because you miss him so much?! Because he lives an HOUR away in the SAME TIME ZONE and you see him at least every 7 days. But oh oh oh, that's not enough.
Hahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa jokes on you sweetie. That was a good one.
You should probably take your pile back while I rain on YOUR parade.
"Some people are like Slinkies- not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs." - Anonymous
Friday, September 24, 2010
I haven't lost my mind. It's backed up on a disk somewhere.
For those of you who shop at Victoria's Secret, you know that when you get an 8 for $25 panty deal coupon it's one that you can't pass up. Especially if you're like me and have to buy them EVERY time you go to the mall, no matter what. I don't know why, it's just one of my little quirks I suppose.
WELL, let me just tell you about this sales associate who needs to go find her disk because clearly her mind is long gone.
She rings up all my goods, and then asks me for my coupon. I forgot to print it out but I had it on my phone so I just showed it to her on there like another associate said to do. She proceeded to take my phone out of my hand...UH?...Did I tell you that you could take my phone out of my hand?
That'd be a big fat NO...No one touches my crackberry.
Moving on. She then proceeds to THROW MY PHONE ON THE COUNTER. Again...UHH? Okay? At this point my patience level is tanking it to the ground.
Next step, she informs me that since she does not have the barcode for the coupon, she has to manually change the price of all 8 panties so that they add up to $25 dollars...Cool.
Approximately 3 hours later, or what seems like so, she finally finishes changing all of the prices. GREAT, now maybe I can pay and get on with my evening.
HAHA jokes on me for thinking that was the case...
"Your total is $25 dollars."
Thank you I already knew that..
"Can I have your home phone number please" (They always ask this so that they can get your address out of it and send you magazines.) I never give it out. Never a problem until NOW. Lucky me.
I said I'd pass on giving out phone number and email. Again, normally not a problem. But this wacko tells me that I have to give her my phone number because I used a coupon...
S'cuse me!? I don't have to do anything you crazy you know what. I have been shopping at Victoria's Secret for YEARS and have used coupons or savings slips or whatever for YEARS. If you think you're going to try and tell me that I have no choice but to give you my phone number than you better go find your disk, because like I said earlier, you must have lost your darn mind.
This lady was NOT going to give in either. She was 100% insistent on my giving her a phone number in order to purchase my undies. I told her that I didn't have a home phone number and she then gave me a large *SIGH* "I guess a cell phone will do."
Oh you mean the one you just threw on the counter? Okay let me give that to you right now....
...And I did! UGH! Stupid. But in my defense, I was NOT in the mood to argue with this lady any more than I already had.
30 minutes later I was finally on my merry way. Yes thats right, this whole process took a half an hour.
"I do have a lucky pair of underwear." - Brendan Fehr
Do you?!...
WELL, let me just tell you about this sales associate who needs to go find her disk because clearly her mind is long gone.
She rings up all my goods, and then asks me for my coupon. I forgot to print it out but I had it on my phone so I just showed it to her on there like another associate said to do. She proceeded to take my phone out of my hand...UH?...Did I tell you that you could take my phone out of my hand?
That'd be a big fat NO...No one touches my crackberry.
Moving on. She then proceeds to THROW MY PHONE ON THE COUNTER. Again...UHH? Okay? At this point my patience level is tanking it to the ground.
Next step, she informs me that since she does not have the barcode for the coupon, she has to manually change the price of all 8 panties so that they add up to $25 dollars...Cool.
Approximately 3 hours later, or what seems like so, she finally finishes changing all of the prices. GREAT, now maybe I can pay and get on with my evening.
HAHA jokes on me for thinking that was the case...
"Your total is $25 dollars."
Thank you I already knew that..
"Can I have your home phone number please" (They always ask this so that they can get your address out of it and send you magazines.) I never give it out. Never a problem until NOW. Lucky me.
I said I'd pass on giving out phone number and email. Again, normally not a problem. But this wacko tells me that I have to give her my phone number because I used a coupon...
S'cuse me!? I don't have to do anything you crazy you know what. I have been shopping at Victoria's Secret for YEARS and have used coupons or savings slips or whatever for YEARS. If you think you're going to try and tell me that I have no choice but to give you my phone number than you better go find your disk, because like I said earlier, you must have lost your darn mind.
This lady was NOT going to give in either. She was 100% insistent on my giving her a phone number in order to purchase my undies. I told her that I didn't have a home phone number and she then gave me a large *SIGH* "I guess a cell phone will do."
Oh you mean the one you just threw on the counter? Okay let me give that to you right now....
...And I did! UGH! Stupid. But in my defense, I was NOT in the mood to argue with this lady any more than I already had.
30 minutes later I was finally on my merry way. Yes thats right, this whole process took a half an hour.
"I do have a lucky pair of underwear." - Brendan Fehr
Do you?!...
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
My new found love.
LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE <3
Nutella.
No one ever told me that this hazelnut chocolately spread stuff was delicious!? Every time I had heard of it, people made it out to be some food that Granola people eat, just another yucky health food. WELL this stuff is amazing. I just bought it yesterday for the first time and now I can't put it down. You gotta try it..
I mean...its not good for you...I don't really see how the jar can say "an example of a tasty yet balanced breakfast." Excuse me but, 200 calories, 11g of fat, 22g of carbs, and 21g of sugars for freakin' 2 tablespoons is not exactly what I would consider "healthy." No wonder it tastes so good...
SO I highly suggest that everyones goes out and buys a jar of this stuff, along with a box of Cinnamon and Sugar Ritz (my preferred way of enjoying this new found glory) and start snacking. SO SO SO SO good.
I guess if they're going to tell me that its healthy, it beats eating vegetables....I hate vegetables.
Vegetables are a must on a diet. I suggest carrot cake, zucchini bread, and pumpkin pie. ~Jim Davis
Nutella.
No one ever told me that this hazelnut chocolately spread stuff was delicious!? Every time I had heard of it, people made it out to be some food that Granola people eat, just another yucky health food. WELL this stuff is amazing. I just bought it yesterday for the first time and now I can't put it down. You gotta try it..
I mean...its not good for you...I don't really see how the jar can say "an example of a tasty yet balanced breakfast." Excuse me but, 200 calories, 11g of fat, 22g of carbs, and 21g of sugars for freakin' 2 tablespoons is not exactly what I would consider "healthy." No wonder it tastes so good...
SO I highly suggest that everyones goes out and buys a jar of this stuff, along with a box of Cinnamon and Sugar Ritz (my preferred way of enjoying this new found glory) and start snacking. SO SO SO SO good.
I guess if they're going to tell me that its healthy, it beats eating vegetables....I hate vegetables.
Vegetables are a must on a diet. I suggest carrot cake, zucchini bread, and pumpkin pie. ~Jim Davis
Saturday, September 18, 2010
For once I'm at a loss for words.
Most people know that I can talk for forever. I really never shut up. I don't know why. I guess I just like the sound of my own voice. HA.
WELL, I really enjoy this whole blogging thing, but I'm having trouble coming up with things to write about! I don't want to be one of those bloggers who just talks about their day in great detail...No one cares. I want to write a post everyday. But I want them to be interesting. So again, for once I see to be at a loss for words. I don't know what to say! That never happens to me! :(
Lame...
WELL, I really enjoy this whole blogging thing, but I'm having trouble coming up with things to write about! I don't want to be one of those bloggers who just talks about their day in great detail...No one cares. I want to write a post everyday. But I want them to be interesting. So again, for once I see to be at a loss for words. I don't know what to say! That never happens to me! :(
Lame...
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
"You've always been a hair twirler!"
Yes, yes I have. And someone brought this to my attention the other day at work. It was a very slow night (I work at a restaurant) so I made myself comfortable at one of the tables out on the deck. Bored as ever, I was just minding my own business, apparently twirling my hair. I say apparently because I honest to god don't realize that I do it! Then, a family friend walked through the door and immediately said "you've always been a hair twirler!"
Well damn...I've never noticed it until NOW. For some reason, her saying that made me realize how much I do twirl my hair, and now it's driving me nuts! Why can't I stop twirling my hair!? I really don't know...I don't even know why I do it in the first place!
Thinking back, people have mentioned it to me before, but I guess I just never listened! I can remember my Grandma saying something to me about it before, something along the lines of it being quite annoying! HA! And I feel like I always drove my high school Chemistry teacher bananas with my hair twirling. She always did stare at me angrily...
Now that it's been brought to my attention I HAVE TO STOP THIS AWFUL HABIT. Even while writing this, I keep touching and twirling my hair. It's like I think it's going to go somewhere and leave me for forever! I LOVE MY HAIR<3 It's like my baby! I treat it very nicely. I hardly ever blow dry or flat iron it, and I always use good quality shampoos and conditioners! In the summer time it turns so many different colors of blonde, its just so intriguing! I just love ittt :)
So, this is what I came up with as far as an explanation why I always touch my hair and twirl it aimlessly. If you loved your hair like I do mine, than maybe you too would be worried that it would leave you for forever and never come back (i.e turning gray and falling out). Its taken a long time to grow back this long hair and I just want to make sure that its safe up there on my head. Alright!?
...But really, I have to stop...Now it's annoying ME too...
"A habit is something you can do without thinking - which is why most of us have so many of them."
Frank A. Clark
Well damn...I've never noticed it until NOW. For some reason, her saying that made me realize how much I do twirl my hair, and now it's driving me nuts! Why can't I stop twirling my hair!? I really don't know...I don't even know why I do it in the first place!
Thinking back, people have mentioned it to me before, but I guess I just never listened! I can remember my Grandma saying something to me about it before, something along the lines of it being quite annoying! HA! And I feel like I always drove my high school Chemistry teacher bananas with my hair twirling. She always did stare at me angrily...
Now that it's been brought to my attention I HAVE TO STOP THIS AWFUL HABIT. Even while writing this, I keep touching and twirling my hair. It's like I think it's going to go somewhere and leave me for forever! I LOVE MY HAIR<3 It's like my baby! I treat it very nicely. I hardly ever blow dry or flat iron it, and I always use good quality shampoos and conditioners! In the summer time it turns so many different colors of blonde, its just so intriguing! I just love ittt :)
So, this is what I came up with as far as an explanation why I always touch my hair and twirl it aimlessly. If you loved your hair like I do mine, than maybe you too would be worried that it would leave you for forever and never come back (i.e turning gray and falling out). Its taken a long time to grow back this long hair and I just want to make sure that its safe up there on my head. Alright!?
...But really, I have to stop...Now it's annoying ME too...
"A habit is something you can do without thinking - which is why most of us have so many of them."
Frank A. Clark
Monday, September 13, 2010
Didn't we learn to "stop, drop, and roll" in kindergarten?
Seriously, I'd really like to know if everyone agrees me with the answer to that question is well, DUH. YES WE DID! So why is it necessary to have fire drills at college dorms? Let me just explain my frustration.
I've had this lab report assigned for almost a week now. It's one of those things that you either do it right when you get out of the lab, or you end up putting it off until the last minute because its so annoying you don't feel like bothering. Well, I was PLANNING on doing it the day that it was assigned, but a new episode of Teen Mom came on so of course that took precedence over the lab report :-/ So now I find myself sitting here at 8 P.M. Monday night, with my lab due at 9:30 tomorrow morning. I FINALLY stopped organizing everything around the room, throwing stuff away, and doing everything except this lab report. I sat down and the lab report had my complete attention for about an hour until BOOM the fire alarm goes off. SERIOUSLY!? Awful timing...(and let me just point out that these are not your ordinary fire alarms. They are the most obnoxious, loud, screeching, annoying fire alarms you will ever listen to. I hope it never goes off again. My ears are still ringing.)
So now, I had to go down 4 flights of stairs, out the front door, and stand in the grass that is about 15 feet from the front of the building. Let me also point out that I was standing on the sidewalk with a friend when an RA told us to move 5 steps onto the grass...because those few extra steps would really save us if this building were about to go up in flames. Not.
Once the fire alarm FINALLY stopped going off, we all trudged back up the stairs to our rooms. Well, on the way to mine I passed a fire fighter who informed me that this was just "a casual routine fire drill." SERIOUSLY!?!? You broke my concentration (as well as many other peoples) for a "casual routine fire drill" on a Monday night?! You must be crazy! I'm not sure why tonight this has me so much more frustrated than on any other given night. I mean this is the 4th one since classes started two weeks ago. I feel like as college students we should know now what to do in the event of a fire....
1. Don't use the elevator.
2. Exit as quickly as possible and get far away from the building.
3. If you have to go through a door, feel it first. If it's hot, well you might be screwed. But try to find another door.
4. Stop drop and friggen roll!
Again...we learned this in like kindergarten people.
OH and if these things keep going off they better hope I'm not in the shower when they do...UGH!
But I guess I'll stop complaining now and TRY to regain my concentration. Not likely.
I feel better now though! :)
<3
I've had this lab report assigned for almost a week now. It's one of those things that you either do it right when you get out of the lab, or you end up putting it off until the last minute because its so annoying you don't feel like bothering. Well, I was PLANNING on doing it the day that it was assigned, but a new episode of Teen Mom came on so of course that took precedence over the lab report :-/ So now I find myself sitting here at 8 P.M. Monday night, with my lab due at 9:30 tomorrow morning. I FINALLY stopped organizing everything around the room, throwing stuff away, and doing everything except this lab report. I sat down and the lab report had my complete attention for about an hour until BOOM the fire alarm goes off. SERIOUSLY!? Awful timing...(and let me just point out that these are not your ordinary fire alarms. They are the most obnoxious, loud, screeching, annoying fire alarms you will ever listen to. I hope it never goes off again. My ears are still ringing.)
So now, I had to go down 4 flights of stairs, out the front door, and stand in the grass that is about 15 feet from the front of the building. Let me also point out that I was standing on the sidewalk with a friend when an RA told us to move 5 steps onto the grass...because those few extra steps would really save us if this building were about to go up in flames. Not.
Once the fire alarm FINALLY stopped going off, we all trudged back up the stairs to our rooms. Well, on the way to mine I passed a fire fighter who informed me that this was just "a casual routine fire drill." SERIOUSLY!?!? You broke my concentration (as well as many other peoples) for a "casual routine fire drill" on a Monday night?! You must be crazy! I'm not sure why tonight this has me so much more frustrated than on any other given night. I mean this is the 4th one since classes started two weeks ago. I feel like as college students we should know now what to do in the event of a fire....
1. Don't use the elevator.
2. Exit as quickly as possible and get far away from the building.
3. If you have to go through a door, feel it first. If it's hot, well you might be screwed. But try to find another door.
4. Stop drop and friggen roll!
Again...we learned this in like kindergarten people.
OH and if these things keep going off they better hope I'm not in the shower when they do...UGH!
But I guess I'll stop complaining now and TRY to regain my concentration. Not likely.
I feel better now though! :)
<3
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Word of the day: Procrastination.
For whatever reason, this word likes to pop up a lot in my every day life, especially when it pertains to college. My whole thought process seems to be, "well, I don't have anything pressing for tomorrow, so why do anything at all?" Yeah, probably not the best way to go about my college career. Oh well, I've done pretty well so far...
Part of my reason for todays procrastination has to do with the fact that I have not the slightest clue what to write my English paper about. I'd also love to not have to write a Biology lab report about protein synthesis. Fun right? No.
But back to English...Heres the assignment.
Reflect on how language affects you and your identity. Concentrate on one idea and delve into it critically. Consider the following questions: how much does language create the individual? when language is removed, what is lost? how much has language changed in this generation? does our current language reflect our individuality or us as a generation and why? what does it mean to think of writing as a process? what do you write, how do you write it. and why do you write in this way? think of a question that you are interested in and create an arguable thesis. OH and incorporate the reading "How to Tame a Wild Tongue" by Gloria Anzaldua into the paper.
Well damn. I have not the slightest idea. Anyone?
I always hated when I'd receive a writing assignment from a teacher that was so specific and detailed about what to write and how to present it. But now that I'm faced with a paper where I could basically take ANY idea and run with it, I wish I was given a LITTLE more direction. It would probably make the assignment a little more enjoyable. Once I figure out what exactly to write about, I'm sure i'll have fun with it.
But until then, I'm going to go do the type of writing that I enjoy the most: emails to Aaron, the opportunity to write every last detail of my day on paper and know that someone will actually enjoy reading it, and be excited to have it waiting there for them.
So until next time,
"Love finds a way." -Anonymous
<3
Part of my reason for todays procrastination has to do with the fact that I have not the slightest clue what to write my English paper about. I'd also love to not have to write a Biology lab report about protein synthesis. Fun right? No.
But back to English...Heres the assignment.
Reflect on how language affects you and your identity. Concentrate on one idea and delve into it critically. Consider the following questions: how much does language create the individual? when language is removed, what is lost? how much has language changed in this generation? does our current language reflect our individuality or us as a generation and why? what does it mean to think of writing as a process? what do you write, how do you write it. and why do you write in this way? think of a question that you are interested in and create an arguable thesis. OH and incorporate the reading "How to Tame a Wild Tongue" by Gloria Anzaldua into the paper.
Well damn. I have not the slightest idea. Anyone?
I always hated when I'd receive a writing assignment from a teacher that was so specific and detailed about what to write and how to present it. But now that I'm faced with a paper where I could basically take ANY idea and run with it, I wish I was given a LITTLE more direction. It would probably make the assignment a little more enjoyable. Once I figure out what exactly to write about, I'm sure i'll have fun with it.
But until then, I'm going to go do the type of writing that I enjoy the most: emails to Aaron, the opportunity to write every last detail of my day on paper and know that someone will actually enjoy reading it, and be excited to have it waiting there for them.
So until next time,
"Love finds a way." -Anonymous
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Saturday, September 11, 2010
Why not?
A close friend convinced me to start my own blog tonight, and I think I'm glad that she did. I mean, why not? She always used to make fun of people who wrote these things, as did I. I guess I still do, if it sucks. So hopefully mine won't suck. But then again, you don't have to read it if you don't want to :) No sweat off my back!
Anyways, my train of thought has seemed to derail tonight. Hopefully it will be back on track for tomorrow, meaning an actual blog post. I still have to get used to this whole thing. It's a little weird right now!
Stay tuned...
Night<3
Anyways, my train of thought has seemed to derail tonight. Hopefully it will be back on track for tomorrow, meaning an actual blog post. I still have to get used to this whole thing. It's a little weird right now!
Stay tuned...
Night<3
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