I am going to talk about me going to the beach. I always look forward to going on vacation and I look forward to going on the beach but once I get to the beach I always hate it. For some reason my mom always wants to go and I get dragged into it but this is why I hate it.
The beach is always advertised as this amazing place and all the vsco girls try to take a perfect picture on the beach and look cool and all that. But to me, the beach is pointless. I don't enjoy it. It is hot and my skin is not made for a tan and the sand. Well the sand gets everywhere. It always seems like you can never get rid of the sand after you go and lay out on the beach. Also the money aspect. It cost a lot of money to go out there too, especially for someone who doesn't enjoy it very much.
I apologize for all you people who love the beach, you are crazy. But maybe some of y'all think the same way I do.
Monday, September 30, 2019
Dreams - Tristan Smithee
I always have wanted to go to an AQHA world show. I had heard they were really fun and all kinds of new stuff. Like clothes, tack sets, and sport boots. In 2017 I got to go. I was really excited looking forward to going. One thing I wasn't, the drive, thats about it.
So as we arrived we were really early and hardly anyone was there. I am pretty sure only two vendors were there. We were a week early since my grandpa always wants to be early. Anyway, I walked around and there were only going to be ten vendors. I was kinda disappointed since I heard there was going to be close to a hundred.
Another thing that disappointed me was, I had had a really good month going into it. My horse was running good and winning again. I felt we had a really good chance to win a check. That morning I was so nervous but ready. Around five that night, I started getting my horse ready and warming up. Before we run, someone fell and got hurt, so that was another hour we had to wait. My horse and I were getting kinda tired and she was getting mad. I was getting worried. Anyway, we finally got to run, it did not go as planned. We ended by hitting the third barrel. AS she hit the barrel, she pulled a ligament in her left leg. She come out limping badly. So my dream of this being an amazing experience was in the end horrible. I couldn't run poles now we just headed home and went to the vet. After five hours there, we found out it was a pulled ligament and would be a year of stall rest, followed by hand leading, turn out, and three months at a rehab swimming. It was awful.
Now she is finally able to run, she still isn't 100%, but better than she was. I am happy to start getting her back and ready to run some more. She is a little slower, but hopefully, she will get back. I was so disappointed, that my grandparents spent so much money so I could experience my dream of going, and I messed up and then costs them 5,000 more dollars.
So as we arrived we were really early and hardly anyone was there. I am pretty sure only two vendors were there. We were a week early since my grandpa always wants to be early. Anyway, I walked around and there were only going to be ten vendors. I was kinda disappointed since I heard there was going to be close to a hundred.
Another thing that disappointed me was, I had had a really good month going into it. My horse was running good and winning again. I felt we had a really good chance to win a check. That morning I was so nervous but ready. Around five that night, I started getting my horse ready and warming up. Before we run, someone fell and got hurt, so that was another hour we had to wait. My horse and I were getting kinda tired and she was getting mad. I was getting worried. Anyway, we finally got to run, it did not go as planned. We ended by hitting the third barrel. AS she hit the barrel, she pulled a ligament in her left leg. She come out limping badly. So my dream of this being an amazing experience was in the end horrible. I couldn't run poles now we just headed home and went to the vet. After five hours there, we found out it was a pulled ligament and would be a year of stall rest, followed by hand leading, turn out, and three months at a rehab swimming. It was awful.
Now she is finally able to run, she still isn't 100%, but better than she was. I am happy to start getting her back and ready to run some more. She is a little slower, but hopefully, she will get back. I was so disappointed, that my grandparents spent so much money so I could experience my dream of going, and I messed up and then costs them 5,000 more dollars.
Sunday, September 29, 2019
Growing Up- Victoria Chamberlain
When I was younger I always dreamed of growing older and being able to do things on my own. I dreamed of being a teenager, being in high school, and just being more independent. I had no idea what all of it really would really be like, I just wanted to grow up so bad.
Now I'm a teenager, I'm in high school, and I'm slightly more independent than I used to be. I dreamed of being all three of those things, and now that I have them I just want to be a kid again. Being in high school is fun to some extent. I love being around people all day and talking to my friends, but being in READ program means I have homework all the time and studying for tests to keep up with.
It's crazy how when I was young I just wanted to grow up and now that I'm growing up I just want it to stop. I'll be an adult next year. I can vote, buy lottery tickets, and go to big boy jail. I mean I don't plan on going to big boy jail. I'm just not ready to be on my own and independent like I thought I would be when I was a kid. Life is crazy.
Now I'm a teenager, I'm in high school, and I'm slightly more independent than I used to be. I dreamed of being all three of those things, and now that I have them I just want to be a kid again. Being in high school is fun to some extent. I love being around people all day and talking to my friends, but being in READ program means I have homework all the time and studying for tests to keep up with.
It's crazy how when I was young I just wanted to grow up and now that I'm growing up I just want it to stop. I'll be an adult next year. I can vote, buy lottery tickets, and go to big boy jail. I mean I don't plan on going to big boy jail. I'm just not ready to be on my own and independent like I thought I would be when I was a kid. Life is crazy.
"Like the cold wind of an October storm..." - Robert
Trust: it is our most valuable and delicate form of currency. With Alex’s choice, I could feel we no longer had such a thing. Some would say our friendship had just ended; I say he is in debt to me. A debt of trust.
Two months before Alex’s bankruptcy, he and I truly understood each other. From family nights out to sitting in Mayberry Field Park and watching drivers forget how to use their turning signals. We were the “Bestest of Buds,” as some would refer. I remember the night of August 16th as if it were yesterday. Alex, Morgan, Christian, and I were sitting in Amber’s garage, waiting on her to bring in the sodas. “So, Liam, when are you gonna make a move, bro?” Morgan teased.
“Enough with that crap, Morgan,” I revolted.
“I’m just saying, you two have been eye-to-eye for years. You should definitely try…” he was interrupted by Amber, who came stomping through the door.
“I finally found them! Apparently, mom had put them in the pantry instead of the fridge, so I hope luke-warm, generic brand soda is okay,” Amber joked. She passed everybody one, and sat down. That was the last night we were all together before Alex pulled his stunt.
It was the 27th of August. I turned the ignition off and stepped out of my car. Walking up to Amber’s front door, I could feel my heart pounding against my ribs like the cold wind of an October storm slamming against the glass. Step by step, it pounded harder and harder until…it stopped; I was at the door. I knocked on the door and was soon met the shocked face of Mrs. Darris. “Oh, first Alex and now you? Is there some kind of test coming up?” she asked.
“Alex is here?” I asked her as her the burning flame of betrayal grew hotter and hotter.
“Yes, he and Amber are upstairs. Is everything alright, you seem pale?” she worried.
“I’m…” I stuttered, unable to catch my breath. The wind from the storm had rushed back against my ribs, and at that moment, I saw it: my trust. It was like broken glass, never to be fully repaired. “I’m fine, Mrs. Darris. Tell Amber I said good luck on the test.” I stumbled back to my car, and melted into my seat. Holding back my desire to scream, I drove home: shattered.
Dreams: Halee Mills
When I was young, I dreamed of seeing the world; I hoped for it. I wanted to explore the world and learn of all of its beauty. I wanted to see the Atlantic Ocean, walk the streets of London, roam around Paris, explore Rome, hike through the Andes and venture into the Wild West. In the summer of 2017, I was able to live out some of those dreams. I visited England, Ireland, Wales and France with some of my classmates from Montana. I visited Shakespeare and Anne Hathaway's houses, the Louvre, Big Ben, Parliament, Trinity College, Arc de Triomphe, the Catacombs, Buckingham Palace, Piccadilly Circus, Dublin, Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch in Wales and yes, the Atlantic Ocean. All of these places were beautiful and my dream was coming true, but as usual, someone has to ruin it. It wasn't just one person.
My group as a whole was terrible. There were about 18 students and 3 chaperones. I thought surely the adults could handle it and keep everyone in check, but I was wrong. Of course, I wanted to take my time and look at the hundreds of years old Book of Kells and walk down the Long Hall as I pleased. And yes, I walked as slowly as possible through the streets of Stratford admiring the old houses and little store fronts. Those in my group did NOT like it. They wanted to rush through everything and do what they wanted to do, which was sleep since they were suffering from jet lag. I was the only person who did what the tour guide said, which was sleep on the plane and stay awake when we landed. This way, the time difference wouldn't affect me as much. Obviously everyone else in my group wasn't as smart, and you guessed it, they slept and wanted to do nothing. They were being selfish and painting me as the bad guy, saying I shouldn't take my time and look at these things. I mean, people were sitting on benches in front of the Mona Lisa for goodness sake. They weren't paying a lick of attention to anything around them. I was so frustrated. All I wanted to do was make my two years of hard work and money worth it on this trip, but people had to ruin it.
When my dream of travelling overseas and visiting these four beautiful countries came true, I was overjoyed. When I found my dream to be overshadowed by everyone's selfishness, I was devastated. My childhood dream of visiting my favorite author's home, walking where the Queen walks, seeing the Eiffel Tower and walking down Grafton Street was beaten down to almost nothing by having to endure the selfishness thrust upon me by my mean classmates. I loved the sights, the sounds, the languages and the cultures. I loved the music, the food, the dance and the tradition. Working hard for two years to go on the trip of a lifetime was ruined by those who believed their sleep and make believe fatigue were more important than everyone else's needs and desires. Their selfishness is still prevalent today when I go back to Montana to visit them. I still see it. It is still there. The disappointment I felt in those beautiful places will forever be far worse than any other disappointment I will ever feel. Some say, "When in Rome, do what the Romans do." To that I say, "When in a dream, remember it's just a dream," for that is all it is: a hope.
My group as a whole was terrible. There were about 18 students and 3 chaperones. I thought surely the adults could handle it and keep everyone in check, but I was wrong. Of course, I wanted to take my time and look at the hundreds of years old Book of Kells and walk down the Long Hall as I pleased. And yes, I walked as slowly as possible through the streets of Stratford admiring the old houses and little store fronts. Those in my group did NOT like it. They wanted to rush through everything and do what they wanted to do, which was sleep since they were suffering from jet lag. I was the only person who did what the tour guide said, which was sleep on the plane and stay awake when we landed. This way, the time difference wouldn't affect me as much. Obviously everyone else in my group wasn't as smart, and you guessed it, they slept and wanted to do nothing. They were being selfish and painting me as the bad guy, saying I shouldn't take my time and look at these things. I mean, people were sitting on benches in front of the Mona Lisa for goodness sake. They weren't paying a lick of attention to anything around them. I was so frustrated. All I wanted to do was make my two years of hard work and money worth it on this trip, but people had to ruin it.
When my dream of travelling overseas and visiting these four beautiful countries came true, I was overjoyed. When I found my dream to be overshadowed by everyone's selfishness, I was devastated. My childhood dream of visiting my favorite author's home, walking where the Queen walks, seeing the Eiffel Tower and walking down Grafton Street was beaten down to almost nothing by having to endure the selfishness thrust upon me by my mean classmates. I loved the sights, the sounds, the languages and the cultures. I loved the music, the food, the dance and the tradition. Working hard for two years to go on the trip of a lifetime was ruined by those who believed their sleep and make believe fatigue were more important than everyone else's needs and desires. Their selfishness is still prevalent today when I go back to Montana to visit them. I still see it. It is still there. The disappointment I felt in those beautiful places will forever be far worse than any other disappointment I will ever feel. Some say, "When in Rome, do what the Romans do." To that I say, "When in a dream, remember it's just a dream," for that is all it is: a hope.
why hasn't anyone done this writing prompt yet it's creative and freestyling isn't this what you all wanted - Vin
The music stopped.
He stood at the entrance of the manor with one hand holding his invitation and the other awkwardly closing the heavy door behind him.
Masked faces stood all around him. One person to his right was covered with a feathered costume, dark blues and blacks melting together. Their beaked mask was curved, thin, and black, with that same blue highlighting it. Their eyes bore through the crowd at him.
A colossal grizzly bear stood next to him. The person's shoulders were broad and threating. They wore a white tuxedo shirt with heavy frills down their sternum and on top of it a thick brown overcoat. They stared through their muzzled mask at him, eyes drooped in heavy irritation and displeasure. It sent an icy shiver up his spine.
To his front were three costumed seductresses, the skin on their midriffs and thighs thoroughly exposed. Each of their masks was decored with long white whiskers on pointy snouts. A rat tail drug along the floor behind each of them. They laughed to themselves as he took in his surroundings.
A wolf stood next to the staircase, pale blue eyes glaring his way. The man's chest was puffed out in pride as he remained the dominant of the ballroom, eyes judging every member of the party. And when two huge doors parted above them all, he felt rather than saw the wolf's eyes ease from him and turn to the figure at the doors.
A woman in a skin-tight copper dress adorned with sequins gazed below. Upon her face sat a fox mask. The vixen didn't have to remove her costume for him to recognize her; he'd seen her name on the invitation that arrived at his door. He'd followed the address here, to the manor, to the ballroom at ten sharp. He'd fallen victim of her figure for the years he'd known her and sat in awe with her sneer.
As the crowd's eyes raked over the both of them, his best friend laughed under her breath. The sound echoed in the quieted ballroom. Suddenly all eyes were trained on her as she made her descent down the marble staircase to their level.
"Old friend!" She spoke, letting the wolf take her hand down the last few steps. Her head tilted in greeting. "I am so glad you could make it."
He found himself stuck under the woman's gaze as she blinked on, examining every last bit of detail to his costume. A simple rabbit mask and a white coat. She looked on when there were no more details to cover.
When she reached the bottom of the staircase, the slit down her leg exposed thigh and calf alike. His mouth dried under the impressionable gown.
The taller woman stood in front of him, beckoning him deeper into the manor and deeper into her game. He silently wished he'd win.
He found his pride and stepped forward. With a wave of her hand, the music began again. A waltz. The wolf scowled behind his mask, stepping forward to take the lady's hand when she placed a gloved touch onto the rabbit's shoulder.
"Care to dance?"
And the music didn't stop again.
The Music - Waltz No. 2, by Dmitri Shostakovich
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmCnQDUSO4I
also i might've gone off the deep end, read the prompt wrong, and made up a wildy fantastical story with no real-life relevance, but it's nothin. we good. i'll take the f.
He stood at the entrance of the manor with one hand holding his invitation and the other awkwardly closing the heavy door behind him.
Masked faces stood all around him. One person to his right was covered with a feathered costume, dark blues and blacks melting together. Their beaked mask was curved, thin, and black, with that same blue highlighting it. Their eyes bore through the crowd at him.
A colossal grizzly bear stood next to him. The person's shoulders were broad and threating. They wore a white tuxedo shirt with heavy frills down their sternum and on top of it a thick brown overcoat. They stared through their muzzled mask at him, eyes drooped in heavy irritation and displeasure. It sent an icy shiver up his spine.
To his front were three costumed seductresses, the skin on their midriffs and thighs thoroughly exposed. Each of their masks was decored with long white whiskers on pointy snouts. A rat tail drug along the floor behind each of them. They laughed to themselves as he took in his surroundings.
A wolf stood next to the staircase, pale blue eyes glaring his way. The man's chest was puffed out in pride as he remained the dominant of the ballroom, eyes judging every member of the party. And when two huge doors parted above them all, he felt rather than saw the wolf's eyes ease from him and turn to the figure at the doors.
A woman in a skin-tight copper dress adorned with sequins gazed below. Upon her face sat a fox mask. The vixen didn't have to remove her costume for him to recognize her; he'd seen her name on the invitation that arrived at his door. He'd followed the address here, to the manor, to the ballroom at ten sharp. He'd fallen victim of her figure for the years he'd known her and sat in awe with her sneer.
As the crowd's eyes raked over the both of them, his best friend laughed under her breath. The sound echoed in the quieted ballroom. Suddenly all eyes were trained on her as she made her descent down the marble staircase to their level.
"Old friend!" She spoke, letting the wolf take her hand down the last few steps. Her head tilted in greeting. "I am so glad you could make it."
He found himself stuck under the woman's gaze as she blinked on, examining every last bit of detail to his costume. A simple rabbit mask and a white coat. She looked on when there were no more details to cover.
When she reached the bottom of the staircase, the slit down her leg exposed thigh and calf alike. His mouth dried under the impressionable gown.
The taller woman stood in front of him, beckoning him deeper into the manor and deeper into her game. He silently wished he'd win.
He found his pride and stepped forward. With a wave of her hand, the music began again. A waltz. The wolf scowled behind his mask, stepping forward to take the lady's hand when she placed a gloved touch onto the rabbit's shoulder.
"Care to dance?"
And the music didn't stop again.
The Music - Waltz No. 2, by Dmitri Shostakovich
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmCnQDUSO4I
also i might've gone off the deep end, read the prompt wrong, and made up a wildy fantastical story with no real-life relevance, but it's nothin. we good. i'll take the f.
the beach- alexis boatman
So, if you know me, you know I love the beach. I love to swim and just lay out on the beach the whole time. Also, I love softball. So, if you mix those two things together, then you have my dream vacation.
This summer I got to go to the beach with my family and also play in the world series. When we got to the beach the first day, we couldn't even swim in the ocean because of the hurricane, but that was ok for me because guess what, that meant shopping! Then the next day was the parade for the world series and that was super fun, you got to throw beads and things and have like singing battles. Then finally, it was time to play softball. Each day for four days I would play softball and then go to the beach and that was so fun. Then, about the seventh day of staying there, we could finally swim in the ocean and that was also so fun. Even though the waves were still kind of bad, and would knock you over it was still very fun to jump the waves. But, my highlight of the whole trip was the days that I got to play softball, go to the beach, and shop all in one day.
The whole entire trip is what I had hoped and dreamed of. It was so fun! I know the next beach trip won't be the same because I probably won't be playing softball, but it will still be an amazing trip.
This summer I got to go to the beach with my family and also play in the world series. When we got to the beach the first day, we couldn't even swim in the ocean because of the hurricane, but that was ok for me because guess what, that meant shopping! Then the next day was the parade for the world series and that was super fun, you got to throw beads and things and have like singing battles. Then finally, it was time to play softball. Each day for four days I would play softball and then go to the beach and that was so fun. Then, about the seventh day of staying there, we could finally swim in the ocean and that was also so fun. Even though the waves were still kind of bad, and would knock you over it was still very fun to jump the waves. But, my highlight of the whole trip was the days that I got to play softball, go to the beach, and shop all in one day.
The whole entire trip is what I had hoped and dreamed of. It was so fun! I know the next beach trip won't be the same because I probably won't be playing softball, but it will still be an amazing trip.
the beach - Cailey Qualls
Every summer I end up wanting to go to the beach. Just to be let down. I think the only reason I ever want to go is because everyone post cute pictures. No matter how much I want to go, I always know I will get let down.
During the summer we make it a point to go to the beach. I am always so excited. I get let down every time, because I hate the sand so much. Just makes me mad thinking about it. I don't know what it is about the beach that makes me want to keep going back, but when I get there I hate it. I don't like the ocean, defiantly don't like the sand, and I don't like laying down and getting sunburned.
I don't ever want to go back to the beach. Just thinking about it makes me cringe. I would be perfectly find staying here in Lake City, AR, instead of going to the beach. Next time mom ask me to go I am saying no.
During the summer we make it a point to go to the beach. I am always so excited. I get let down every time, because I hate the sand so much. Just makes me mad thinking about it. I don't know what it is about the beach that makes me want to keep going back, but when I get there I hate it. I don't like the ocean, defiantly don't like the sand, and I don't like laying down and getting sunburned.
I don't ever want to go back to the beach. Just thinking about it makes me cringe. I would be perfectly find staying here in Lake City, AR, instead of going to the beach. Next time mom ask me to go I am saying no.
Kentucky - Elijah Couch
Last summer my family and I went to Kentucky to see the ark. In the bible Noah built an ark to escape the flood, and in the bible it also gives the measurement for the ark. So some people built the ark to the measurements in the bible. We had heard that it was supposed to be an amazing sight to see so we decided to go and check it out.
When we get to the ark the size of the thing was stunning, it was crazy huge. Then things started going down hill from there. We get inside the boat and there ain't much to see right there on the first floor, it's mostly reading and stuff. We get up to the second floor and it's a little better. It showed where they'd sleep, work and hang out and stuff. They had plastic people standing like they were doing something. Then on the third floor it showed some of the animals that were on the boat, but they weren't real or nothing, they were plastic too. Some of the animals they said got on there I didn't believe actually got on there though. You know how we are told that dinosaurs went extinct a whole bunch of years ago well they said that baby dinosaurs and small dinosaurs got on the boat with Noah.
I wasn't real impressed with it. I mean the fact that someone made a replica basically of the ark was pretty dang cool. But the inside could have been better, I was expected at least some live animals in there. The only animals I saw were service dogs. I guess I should be grateful that I got to see it though, I was just hoping for a little more.
When we get to the ark the size of the thing was stunning, it was crazy huge. Then things started going down hill from there. We get inside the boat and there ain't much to see right there on the first floor, it's mostly reading and stuff. We get up to the second floor and it's a little better. It showed where they'd sleep, work and hang out and stuff. They had plastic people standing like they were doing something. Then on the third floor it showed some of the animals that were on the boat, but they weren't real or nothing, they were plastic too. Some of the animals they said got on there I didn't believe actually got on there though. You know how we are told that dinosaurs went extinct a whole bunch of years ago well they said that baby dinosaurs and small dinosaurs got on the boat with Noah.
I wasn't real impressed with it. I mean the fact that someone made a replica basically of the ark was pretty dang cool. But the inside could have been better, I was expected at least some live animals in there. The only animals I saw were service dogs. I guess I should be grateful that I got to see it though, I was just hoping for a little more.
Tyler Peaster - I Dropped my Cupcake
I Dropped my Cupcake
227, #2
It was a winter night. My mother had driven her vehicle to the Farmers Market. My mind was racing. What could she be getting? Is she going to buy the right apples this time? She comes home with some lame groceries, she got the wrong apples, and she bought brussel sprouts. I was distraught. Then, the holy grail was released from the grocery sack. Cupcake mix.
My young seven-year-old self was enthralled. My mother had bought cupcake mix with chocolate frosting. My mind was racing. When would she make these? Will she burn them this time? This was when I was informed that they were being made tonight.
There’s not a lot of things seven-year-olds look forward to in life. All they do is play with friends, learn nothing in elementary school, and sleep. So when the bombshell of “we’re making cupcakes tonight” was dropped on me, I was ecstatic. I knew it would only be a few hours until the cupcakes would be made.
Time lasts a while when your seven, even if you are having fun. So when you are waiting for something as a seven-year-old, time is very slow. I was constantly asking “are they done yet?”, and my mom was getting very annoyed; however, I didn’t care. I just wanted the cupcakes to be ready. Then… ding ding ding.
The oven’s ding drove me to the kitchen. I practically dragged my mom in there, then she opened the oven door… only to discover they weren’t ready yet. Then five long minutes later, they were finally ready. Mom pulled them out of the oven, frosted them, then made me wait until they cooled off. After five more excruciating minutes, they were cooled enough to eat. I ran into the kitchen, grabbed a plate, threw a cupcake on it, then… it happened.
I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. My cupcake slid off of my plate. It hit the floor and splattered everywhere. The hours of anticipation, all for nothing. My cupcake was brutally destroyed by the kitchen floor. Crumbs launched everywhere. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. My heart was broken…
Then I just grabbed another cupcake. Mom had made extra. Thanks for reading!
Austin- Kentucky
Me and my family were going to take a trip to Kentucky, because of my grandma winning a quilting competition. The prize was a two day stay in a cabin near a fairly popular lake. My family was dwelling on this for weeks wanting to go and use the reward. My family finally decided to go and just the car ride there was bad, with people complaining, and there was no where to stop and eat, after driving for almost four and a half hours.
We finally arrived at the lodge around six o'clock in the afternoon. After settling in we went to the pool the community place had, and once we got there people starting filing in one after another. A church group on a trip had come in and started causing all sorts of trouble. After that we left and I decided to go fishing, so once I got everything ready I went down to the shore and started to cast out. My family followed me down there and was really killing my peace and quiet. After having to deal with more loud people I had to sleep on the couch whilst my brother got a whole bed to himself. During the night I could barely sleep because of people snoring and getting up during the night and getting things out of the kitchen.
Morning finally rolled around, during this time I had the Frankenstein book assignment due the next week. Half of the trip was just reading the book, putting a damper on my fun too. The next day was utterly boring because of the lack of things to do in the area. The day after was the drive back and that was probably worse than the first time. I was glad to see my house when we got back from vacation, I have never been happy to see my house after a vacation but that was it.
We finally arrived at the lodge around six o'clock in the afternoon. After settling in we went to the pool the community place had, and once we got there people starting filing in one after another. A church group on a trip had come in and started causing all sorts of trouble. After that we left and I decided to go fishing, so once I got everything ready I went down to the shore and started to cast out. My family followed me down there and was really killing my peace and quiet. After having to deal with more loud people I had to sleep on the couch whilst my brother got a whole bed to himself. During the night I could barely sleep because of people snoring and getting up during the night and getting things out of the kitchen.
Morning finally rolled around, during this time I had the Frankenstein book assignment due the next week. Half of the trip was just reading the book, putting a damper on my fun too. The next day was utterly boring because of the lack of things to do in the area. The day after was the drive back and that was probably worse than the first time. I was glad to see my house when we got back from vacation, I have never been happy to see my house after a vacation but that was it.
Beth - Florida
We've gone to Florida several times in the past decade, but as I grow older I dream of more independence, more adventure, and better photo opportunities. This past summer, we managed to secure a house that was right across the street from the beach. Being an avid runner, I dreamed of waking up and running on the beach or through the neighborhood. I wanted to take pictures on the beach, not just of the beach. I had high hopes -- I was sure that I was going to enjoy my vacation. I was wrong.
The morning after we had settled into the house, I woke up bright and early to go run. My mom and dad were both up. As I headed out the door, they stopped me and asked where I was going by myself. Running, I responded. As if it weren't obvious by my attire. They immediately rejected the idea of me being out alone. I was angry -- they had already agreed to let me do my own thing prior to the thirteen plus hour trip down here. Furthermore, they had let the boys go out on their own to the beach several times the day before. Another thing that irked me was the fact that I had to do a summer research project for AP Biology. It wouldn't have been a big deal if I could've just gone across the street to the beach by myself; it probably would've been more enjoyable. Instead, I had to wait for someone willing to accompany me to wake up. I had to collect data three times a day, so it was difficult to convince anyone to come with. I nearly gave up on the project all together.
I hoped we would do a little more exploring and going to places we'd never gone before. Nope. Same places, same food, same attractions. Don't get me wrong, I loved going to the strip mall and shopping around, and to a few of the restaurants we had eaten at before (Fudpucker's is a must). But the trips to the water park were awful. For starters, I hate water parks. The thought of being in water that has been reused time after time is disgusting. I don't trust their filtration system -- you can't get all that nasty stuff outta there. Yuck. Additionally, there's the occasional weirdo that stares too long or tries to engage in conversation with you. I won't even get into the frequent swimsuit malfunctions. The water park is not for me. I'd much rather go to the river or lake.
Lastly, I wanted to take cute pictures and perhaps even post them on my instagram. I seriously haven't posted anything since 2017. My cousin, Ian, got some nice photos of me out in the waves while I was collecting data for project, but otherwise, I had nothing. I can't really blame this on anyone, I'm just not photogenic. I always look really awkward or uncomfortable in pictures, and I haven't found a way to own it quite yet.
The morning after we had settled into the house, I woke up bright and early to go run. My mom and dad were both up. As I headed out the door, they stopped me and asked where I was going by myself. Running, I responded. As if it weren't obvious by my attire. They immediately rejected the idea of me being out alone. I was angry -- they had already agreed to let me do my own thing prior to the thirteen plus hour trip down here. Furthermore, they had let the boys go out on their own to the beach several times the day before. Another thing that irked me was the fact that I had to do a summer research project for AP Biology. It wouldn't have been a big deal if I could've just gone across the street to the beach by myself; it probably would've been more enjoyable. Instead, I had to wait for someone willing to accompany me to wake up. I had to collect data three times a day, so it was difficult to convince anyone to come with. I nearly gave up on the project all together.
I hoped we would do a little more exploring and going to places we'd never gone before. Nope. Same places, same food, same attractions. Don't get me wrong, I loved going to the strip mall and shopping around, and to a few of the restaurants we had eaten at before (Fudpucker's is a must). But the trips to the water park were awful. For starters, I hate water parks. The thought of being in water that has been reused time after time is disgusting. I don't trust their filtration system -- you can't get all that nasty stuff outta there. Yuck. Additionally, there's the occasional weirdo that stares too long or tries to engage in conversation with you. I won't even get into the frequent swimsuit malfunctions. The water park is not for me. I'd much rather go to the river or lake.
Lastly, I wanted to take cute pictures and perhaps even post them on my instagram. I seriously haven't posted anything since 2017. My cousin, Ian, got some nice photos of me out in the waves while I was collecting data for project, but otherwise, I had nothing. I can't really blame this on anyone, I'm just not photogenic. I always look really awkward or uncomfortable in pictures, and I haven't found a way to own it quite yet.
All- Region - Courtney Tucker
I made the All-Region All Girls Choir last year. To get selected for this choir, you have to try out. There was a lot of preparation and anxiety attacks leading up to the moment I would go in and sing for people behind a black curtain. I remember the day I tried out so vaguely.
When you arrive, you are given a number that has been assigned to your name on a name tag. This name tag was pretty important. The name tag had your group number and individual number on it. My group number was called to go audition and my heart sank. I was lead into the warm-up room with a group of about 9 girls I had never met before. I think that's the part the scared me the most. I really don't know why they called it a warm-up room. They should've called it the room where people back out of auditioning. I kid you not, 2 girls left from my group. I was really getting nervous then. In the warm-up area, we ran through the parts of the songs we would be auditioning on. After this was all over, my heart was racing as fast as a racehorse. You have to understand though, the warm-up time was approximately 5 minutes, maybe not even 5 minutes. I'm not entirely sure. It was now time to go wait in line and wait for your number to be called. I was now the 4th of 9 in my group due to the girls leaving. "3408!" It was my turn to step forward. I walked into the room and honestly, all my fears went away. Now I was just ready to get it over with.
I was so nervous to get the results back. We waited all day to get the results. When we got the news, I ended up placing 17th, I think. I don't really remember. All in all, All-Region was such an amazing experience and I'm glad I got the chance to participate.
When you arrive, you are given a number that has been assigned to your name on a name tag. This name tag was pretty important. The name tag had your group number and individual number on it. My group number was called to go audition and my heart sank. I was lead into the warm-up room with a group of about 9 girls I had never met before. I think that's the part the scared me the most. I really don't know why they called it a warm-up room. They should've called it the room where people back out of auditioning. I kid you not, 2 girls left from my group. I was really getting nervous then. In the warm-up area, we ran through the parts of the songs we would be auditioning on. After this was all over, my heart was racing as fast as a racehorse. You have to understand though, the warm-up time was approximately 5 minutes, maybe not even 5 minutes. I'm not entirely sure. It was now time to go wait in line and wait for your number to be called. I was now the 4th of 9 in my group due to the girls leaving. "3408!" It was my turn to step forward. I walked into the room and honestly, all my fears went away. Now I was just ready to get it over with.
I was so nervous to get the results back. We waited all day to get the results. When we got the news, I ended up placing 17th, I think. I don't really remember. All in all, All-Region was such an amazing experience and I'm glad I got the chance to participate.
disney land - alexis courtney
Ever since I could remember I had always wanted to go to disney land. We finally planned to go. When I say I have never been more excited, I mean it. That was supposed to be the best trip of my life.
Well here's where it all went to crap. First of all, we ended up going to the beach and hanging out all the day before. Well the "disney land" morning, we all were getting around take showers and stuff. Of course my dad and sisters were up SUPER early because we were excited. Well when move wakes up and starts to get around she realizes that she is super sun burnt. She decides that she is just going to chill at the hotel all day or just shop around and not go to disney. That changed the whole trip for me, I wasn't excited because she wasn't going. I wanted all of us to experience it together. Another reason disney sucked was because I'm dumb and wore chacos so my feet were hurted the whole day.
The whole trip wasn't as exciting as I thought it would be. It was supposed to be just like the commercials I had seen on tv, but it wasn't. From now on, i'm not going to expect anything to be as perfect as I want it to be.
Well here's where it all went to crap. First of all, we ended up going to the beach and hanging out all the day before. Well the "disney land" morning, we all were getting around take showers and stuff. Of course my dad and sisters were up SUPER early because we were excited. Well when move wakes up and starts to get around she realizes that she is super sun burnt. She decides that she is just going to chill at the hotel all day or just shop around and not go to disney. That changed the whole trip for me, I wasn't excited because she wasn't going. I wanted all of us to experience it together. Another reason disney sucked was because I'm dumb and wore chacos so my feet were hurted the whole day.
The whole trip wasn't as exciting as I thought it would be. It was supposed to be just like the commercials I had seen on tv, but it wasn't. From now on, i'm not going to expect anything to be as perfect as I want it to be.
My California trip -Anna Mason
About three years ago me and my mom went and took a trip to Malibu California to visit family that was living there. We were both so excited because we were going to Malibu which looks like everything there is in a movie. Of course we had to fly to get there and we both had never flown before so we were both kinda scared. Some of our other family members that lived near us flew with us and they had flown before so they were use to it. When we got on the first plane the flight was so good. But, when it came time to get off and get on the second plane it was bad, the turbulence was terrible and there was a crying baby in the back of the plane that cried the whole entire way there. Once we landed we had to go and rent a vehicle so we could go and sight see and shop. Of course we had to rent a red convertible to cruise around in because when you're in Malibu you have to live it up. So once we got back to the house we were staying at me and mom went and found our room that we would be sleeping in and come to find out it was a terrible room because it was right where everyone would walk through to go to the living room. And the pool in the back yard was a heated pool because it was kinda cold when we went even though we went in like July, and it was too hot to even swim in. So the next day everyone wanted to go down to the beach and swim I love the beach so much so I was ready to go. But the water was so cold you had to have a wet suit to even swim in it. So we left there and went and ate and I got to meet the Sam Elliot and I was so in love. I got a picture with him and his autograph. We also got to meet Lady GaGa. So I guess you could say meeting them was the best thing that happened on this trip.
Friday, September 27, 2019
Bryce Despain - She Had Convinced Me
Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance or opportunity to have Mrs. Gibson for more than one year. The reason for this is because I didn't choose to take her Pre AP class in the 8th grade, so I only had her for 9th grade. However, throughout that entire year, she taught me so many things that helped me.
One of the things being that she had convinced me to not be so down on myself all the time, just because something wouldn't go the way I wanted it to or as I had previously planned it too. I can still remember when we first started to write essays in her class. I would always start out happy about writing the essays because depending on the topic, I love to write. However, after writing the essay and reading over it, I would then become mad at myself because I would think that it wasn't good enough. However, Mrs. Gibson gave me lots of confidence in my writing and made me love the way I wrote my essays instead of hating them. She basically taught me that everyone has a different writing style from everyone else that suits who they are.
Another thing that she had convinced me about was that I should always try my best at everything even if I don't completely understand it at the time. Back then, I had the habit of giving up before I even started to try first. Believe me, when I say this, that is not a good habit to have as a student. Especially a student who is looking forward to their future, you don't wanna ruin your own future by doing something stupid that you will eventually regret later on in your life. Sadly, a lot of kids these days also have this habit, however, I no longer have it because I want a bright future for myself.
I could keep going on forever with this essay, but I know most of you don't like to read this much, so I'll keep in brief. With that being said, Mrs. Gibson impacted my life in less than one year, which is what many people fail to accomplish, not only with me but with others as well. As much as I don't want to admit it because I know Mrs. Larkin is most likely currently reading this, but Mrs. Gibson is by far my favorite English teacher I have ever had. 😎😊
One of the things being that she had convinced me to not be so down on myself all the time, just because something wouldn't go the way I wanted it to or as I had previously planned it too. I can still remember when we first started to write essays in her class. I would always start out happy about writing the essays because depending on the topic, I love to write. However, after writing the essay and reading over it, I would then become mad at myself because I would think that it wasn't good enough. However, Mrs. Gibson gave me lots of confidence in my writing and made me love the way I wrote my essays instead of hating them. She basically taught me that everyone has a different writing style from everyone else that suits who they are.
Another thing that she had convinced me about was that I should always try my best at everything even if I don't completely understand it at the time. Back then, I had the habit of giving up before I even started to try first. Believe me, when I say this, that is not a good habit to have as a student. Especially a student who is looking forward to their future, you don't wanna ruin your own future by doing something stupid that you will eventually regret later on in your life. Sadly, a lot of kids these days also have this habit, however, I no longer have it because I want a bright future for myself.
I could keep going on forever with this essay, but I know most of you don't like to read this much, so I'll keep in brief. With that being said, Mrs. Gibson impacted my life in less than one year, which is what many people fail to accomplish, not only with me but with others as well. As much as I don't want to admit it because I know Mrs. Larkin is most likely currently reading this, but Mrs. Gibson is by far my favorite English teacher I have ever had. 😎😊
Ella Servadio - Branson
When I was little, my parents took me to Branson, Missouri. From what I remember, I had a lot of fun while we were there. I remember riding rides and going to a lot of cool places to eat. Ever since I had wanted to go back. I begged my parents to take a vacation there for three years in a row. I finally got to go back last summer, and it was not fun at all.
I was really excited about going back to Branson after so long, so I was literally counting down the days until we went. We went to Silver Dollar City the first day, and it started raining right after we got in. They gave us a free pass, so we went back the next day. After an hour of being there, I was over it. It was so hot, and my feet were killing me. All we could really do was walk around because no one in my family likes to ride the rides except my dad and me, so we didn't want to make them stop and wait for an hour while we rode. This was probably the biggest let down of the vacation. I was really looking forward to the rides. The rest of the week we shopped and went to shows. That was the best part of the trip, mainly because we got to be inside and not crammed up with a bunch of people.
My Branson experience was nothing like I wanted it to be. I wanted it to be fun, but it was everything but fun. When I go on vacation, I like to be able to have fun but relax as well. In Branson, I wasn't able to relax at all. We were always doing something.
I was really excited about going back to Branson after so long, so I was literally counting down the days until we went. We went to Silver Dollar City the first day, and it started raining right after we got in. They gave us a free pass, so we went back the next day. After an hour of being there, I was over it. It was so hot, and my feet were killing me. All we could really do was walk around because no one in my family likes to ride the rides except my dad and me, so we didn't want to make them stop and wait for an hour while we rode. This was probably the biggest let down of the vacation. I was really looking forward to the rides. The rest of the week we shopped and went to shows. That was the best part of the trip, mainly because we got to be inside and not crammed up with a bunch of people.
My Branson experience was nothing like I wanted it to be. I wanted it to be fun, but it was everything but fun. When I go on vacation, I like to be able to have fun but relax as well. In Branson, I wasn't able to relax at all. We were always doing something.
Thursday, September 26, 2019
Life After College-Grant Smith
Many people don't have plans after college. Some people aren't even going to college.I plan to go to college and get a degree in something.What that degree will be is unknown as of now. Business is an idea and I would fit with something to do with agriculture. I've thought really hard about maybe being an orthodontist or even a doctor. But, I want to have my own business in something for sure.I fear that I won't find something that I love and that I will stick to,but that's what praying is for.
After college, I want to have a future planned.I plan to face struggles as I go. I figure that I will experience struggles in college and learn from those struggles as I progress. From what I hear, college is tough. College scares me because of how focused you have to be.I am definitely not the most focused person.I want college to be challenging so I can strengthen to face the world's struggles. After college, I hope to find something that I love and to stick to it.
I want to marry someone and be financially stable. When I think I am financially stable enough, I want to have kids. If I have enough money for a lot of kids,then that's what I want to do. I want to live somewhere where I can have a big yard. Hopefully I can live close to Lake City,and send my kids to Riverside because that's where I go. I hope to raise my kids the way mine raised me. I hope they all play some kind of sport,but who knows what they might want to do.
Life is full of struggles and challenges and I hope that the ones that I'm going to have and the ones that I've already had will teach me to strive through the hard times. Life is one of those things where you just have to keep going no matter what. I hope to have a successful life after college.
Life After College- Anna Meurer
Life after college seems so scary to me. Every time it is brought up I panic. The idea of even growing up and making it on my own absolutely terrifies me. In just a couple years I will be at college. I know it's close, but I have no idea what I want to do. It's just the fact that I'm gonna be on my own and making my own decisions. It's not that I make bad decisions, it's that I'm scared of making the wrong one. After I make it out of college, I hope that I can easily find a job, be financially stable, maybe even find someone to settle down with. My fear is that none of these plans will work out and I will be lost. As for now I don't know what the future holds, all I can do is hope that it works out for the best.
Wednesday, September 25, 2019
This Title is for You, Robert- Victoria Chamberlain
I am super indecisive. It's one of my worst personality traits. I can't make decisions without overthinking them for hours, asking my friends/family for help, asking people who definitely don't care for help, or then going to an app to make my decisions for me. With me being unable to make a decision for myself, life after college is terrifying.
Guys, I don't even know what I want to go to college for. I like so many different things from photography to science-y things to kids. I want a job that can pay my bills, but I still enjoy it. Photography has been something I've always been passionate about, but my camera broke recently and I haven't been able to be on that photography grind lately. I also like biology and learning about animals. I thought about becoming a field biologist or something along those lines. I also like kids. My mom works in the lunchroom and I leave after 7th period and go over there a lot. Sometimes random kids will come up to me and we have conversations about anything and everything. Kids are hilarious and share their honest opinions and I love that.
Even after I decide on what job I want, there's always a chance I won't be able to get that job. Maybe I'm not talented enough to become a photographer, too dumb to be a field biologist, or too timid to become a teacher. Maybe there just aren't enough job openings in what I want to do. Maybe I end up hating what I choose. That's the scary thing about life, it's full of maybes. There's nothing guaranteed. ANYTHING can happen.
However, there's one thing in this world that I'm not indecisive on: I want to do something with my life. I want to do crazy things, scary things, spontaneous things. I want to experience the world and travel. I don't want a boring life. I want to make friends that I'll never forget, memories I'll never forget, and just LIVE.
But if all else fails, I'll become a SoundCloud rapper, TikToker, or YouTuber and embarrass myself for the rest of my life. Someone please comment below tell me what job I should pick because I am indecisive. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk. ✌️
((TITLE EXPLANATION: Robert said my titles should be more descriptive, so I told him I'd make the next title this))
Beth - New Perspective
Perspective can be influenced by so many things; for instance, first impressions, attitudes, and even rumors. It's easy to limit yourself to one perspective based on some of those factors, but it's always intelligent to take a step back and really analyze the subject in depth. This is very important when it comes to analyzing people.
My change of perspective was not a positive one, and for that reason, I won't name specific people. If you know, you know. For years and years I was best friends with someone who I believed was just like me, someone who would love and support me through anything. I trusted this person with everything -- all of my secrets, all of my fears, all of my dreams. We were always together, and anyone who knew them knew me as well. I was so blind to all of the negative qualities about this person, even after I had spent time after time in trouble because of the things they would convince me to do. In their defense, with so little to do in our hometown, getting into trouble was just about all there was for entertainment.
My perspective started to change when they began to hang out with some unsavory people. I refused to believe that that small change would affect their attitude towards me. It wasn't until they started and spread an appalling rumor about me that I recognized those negative qualities that I had ignored before. I was bitter and utterly heartbroken. It took me so long to recover from the betrayal, and for a while I felt that I couldn't trust anyone or confide in someone the way I had confided in that person.
Time has past, and I've let go of the anger that I held onto; however, I'm so much more careful around people and very selective with who I trust. My perspective didn't just change for that one particular person, it changed for everyone.
My change of perspective was not a positive one, and for that reason, I won't name specific people. If you know, you know. For years and years I was best friends with someone who I believed was just like me, someone who would love and support me through anything. I trusted this person with everything -- all of my secrets, all of my fears, all of my dreams. We were always together, and anyone who knew them knew me as well. I was so blind to all of the negative qualities about this person, even after I had spent time after time in trouble because of the things they would convince me to do. In their defense, with so little to do in our hometown, getting into trouble was just about all there was for entertainment.
My perspective started to change when they began to hang out with some unsavory people. I refused to believe that that small change would affect their attitude towards me. It wasn't until they started and spread an appalling rumor about me that I recognized those negative qualities that I had ignored before. I was bitter and utterly heartbroken. It took me so long to recover from the betrayal, and for a while I felt that I couldn't trust anyone or confide in someone the way I had confided in that person.
Time has past, and I've let go of the anger that I held onto; however, I'm so much more careful around people and very selective with who I trust. My perspective didn't just change for that one particular person, it changed for everyone.
Scuba Steve (iykyk) - Courtney Tucker
First impressions are THE MOST important key to relations with your peers. A good first impression goes a little something like this. It is not at all awkward, both people are completely themselves, and you usually walk away hoping to have another conversation. When I met Mr. Warren, 2017-2018 Riverside Choir Director, everything went the absolute opposite way than what it should have.
I met Mr. Warren at 2017s open house. As many of you know I have a huge passion for music. I heard that we had gotten a new choir director so, of course, I made it a priority to meet him. I walked into the choir room and there he was, chatting with parents of students he will soon teach. From first sight, in all honesty, I thought to myself, "This dude is straight out of college and probably doesn't know what he's doing!" I was really determined to talk to him at this point. Side note, I am famous for one thing and one thing only... making situations VERY awkward. Sure enough, I revealed my awkwardness to Mr. Warren right of the bat. I remember specifically saying, "Where did you come from?" Now, c'mon. If anyone asked you that, obviously it would be weird the for rest of the conversation. I have no idea what I was thinking. Anyways, we shared a laugh and he answered the question. The conversation wasn't really going anywhere. I desperately wanted that awkwardness to end so I let the conversation fizzle out. When meeting him, I was really hoping to get "immediate approval" from him for some reason, if that makes sense.
On the first day of school that year, Mr. Warren took off like a rocket, immediately starting off teaching us warm-ups and vocalizing us. His attitude towards his new job was really amazing to me, inspiring if you will. My next encounter with Mr. Warren went SO much better than the first time and I had a new perspective of him than I had had before. I had the whole choir with me and we all got to know Mr. Warren together. Skipping ahead to him picking out songs for us to perform at our Spring Concert... there's no other way to say it other than Mr. Warren was and probably still is BOLD. He chose 3 songs; Make that change by Michael Jackson, Somebody to Love by Queen arranged by Glee, and And So It Goes by Billy Jole. All of these songs are highly challenging as is and would be a battle for us because of our division/ rank because of our school size. We had never sung a piece with this level of difficulty. Mr. Warren chose to do these songs anyway. He believed in us so much and it helped us all grow closer as a choir family.
Sadly, Mr. Warren's career at Riverside High School ended too soon. He left us within one year of being at Riverside High School. Meeting Mr. Warren and having him as a choir director was such a blessing to my life. A good way to describe him is just a normal teacher. One thing was different about him, though. That one thing is the passion he had for his work and his students. He wanted all of us to succeed and succeed is what we did. The 3 songs that I labeled "bold," we performed with so much confidence and we all felt good about them. From meeting Mr. Warren to watching him leave Riverside High School, so many memories were made, stories were told (hints to the title), and relations were built. He is and will always be a role model to me for his passion for music and dedication to his students and his job
I met Mr. Warren at 2017s open house. As many of you know I have a huge passion for music. I heard that we had gotten a new choir director so, of course, I made it a priority to meet him. I walked into the choir room and there he was, chatting with parents of students he will soon teach. From first sight, in all honesty, I thought to myself, "This dude is straight out of college and probably doesn't know what he's doing!" I was really determined to talk to him at this point. Side note, I am famous for one thing and one thing only... making situations VERY awkward. Sure enough, I revealed my awkwardness to Mr. Warren right of the bat. I remember specifically saying, "Where did you come from?" Now, c'mon. If anyone asked you that, obviously it would be weird the for rest of the conversation. I have no idea what I was thinking. Anyways, we shared a laugh and he answered the question. The conversation wasn't really going anywhere. I desperately wanted that awkwardness to end so I let the conversation fizzle out. When meeting him, I was really hoping to get "immediate approval" from him for some reason, if that makes sense.
On the first day of school that year, Mr. Warren took off like a rocket, immediately starting off teaching us warm-ups and vocalizing us. His attitude towards his new job was really amazing to me, inspiring if you will. My next encounter with Mr. Warren went SO much better than the first time and I had a new perspective of him than I had had before. I had the whole choir with me and we all got to know Mr. Warren together. Skipping ahead to him picking out songs for us to perform at our Spring Concert... there's no other way to say it other than Mr. Warren was and probably still is BOLD. He chose 3 songs; Make that change by Michael Jackson, Somebody to Love by Queen arranged by Glee, and And So It Goes by Billy Jole. All of these songs are highly challenging as is and would be a battle for us because of our division/ rank because of our school size. We had never sung a piece with this level of difficulty. Mr. Warren chose to do these songs anyway. He believed in us so much and it helped us all grow closer as a choir family.
Sadly, Mr. Warren's career at Riverside High School ended too soon. He left us within one year of being at Riverside High School. Meeting Mr. Warren and having him as a choir director was such a blessing to my life. A good way to describe him is just a normal teacher. One thing was different about him, though. That one thing is the passion he had for his work and his students. He wanted all of us to succeed and succeed is what we did. The 3 songs that I labeled "bold," we performed with so much confidence and we all felt good about them. From meeting Mr. Warren to watching him leave Riverside High School, so many memories were made, stories were told (hints to the title), and relations were built. He is and will always be a role model to me for his passion for music and dedication to his students and his job
Life After College- Austin Cottingham
Life after college is a very scary concept, being able to take on the world and make something of yourself is a great trial. For my college, my goal is to get a good scholarship and go anywhere, I don't have many places that I wouldn't go. Once I get through college my plan is to work for a year or two then start enjoying life. I genuinely have fears about having a dull life and not making rememberable memories of me and my family. I'm not going to stay in Arkansas when I get out of college; I either plan on going somewhere with a lake or ocean or somewhere seclusive. I would love to have life pan out great but strife is sure to hit sometime, and my guess is that mine is going to be in my 24 through 28 years. It's not going to be fun having responsibility constantly, but I will get the work done and bills paid. I'm also afraid that my hobbies are going to drift off when I get into college and I might lose a piece of myself when I transition to adulthood. I am also really scared that I won't make many friends, but at the same time I've made so many in the time of high school, I should be fine making more. Also when everyone graduates from high school we probably won't talk to each other any. This will be sad even for me someone who doesn't display emotions well. Adulthood also has its perks after college, like being able to be self-sustainable and having your own life and experiences, that help us grow as people. College is a beast and very scary, but our future is what I make of it. Everyone should see that positivity can help your predicament especially when it comes to college fears.
After College - Ethan Boatman
After college... I worry about quite a few things after college. These are kind of basic but some stuff most people will worry about after college.
My main worry is going through college and getting my degree in whatever I get it in and then not being able to find a job with my degree. If anyone payed attention to what that guy said from "Be Pro, Be Proud" then that is what we are dealing with here. He said he finished college with a degree and then couldn't get a job and that is rough. First of all if you do not get all of your college payed for then you are going to be out a lot of money in student loans and won't be able to pay them because you have no job. That is not the lifestyle anyone wants to live but it is something that could happen to any of us so we need to worry about that.
Another worry that I have after college is I go through it all and get the degree and once I get the job I don't like it. That would also be rough because you just went to college for x amount of years and you do not like the career you pursued. In a sense you would think you wasted all of that time for nothing.
Those are some of my main worries I have after college. I hope it happens to none of us but it could so we need to be prepared for a backup plan or something.
My main worry is going through college and getting my degree in whatever I get it in and then not being able to find a job with my degree. If anyone payed attention to what that guy said from "Be Pro, Be Proud" then that is what we are dealing with here. He said he finished college with a degree and then couldn't get a job and that is rough. First of all if you do not get all of your college payed for then you are going to be out a lot of money in student loans and won't be able to pay them because you have no job. That is not the lifestyle anyone wants to live but it is something that could happen to any of us so we need to worry about that.
Another worry that I have after college is I go through it all and get the degree and once I get the job I don't like it. That would also be rough because you just went to college for x amount of years and you do not like the career you pursued. In a sense you would think you wasted all of that time for nothing.
Those are some of my main worries I have after college. I hope it happens to none of us but it could so we need to be prepared for a backup plan or something.
after college - alexis courtney
I haven't put too much thought into this because every time I start thinking about even leaving HIGH SCHOOL I end up getting sad. I have some pretty clear goals I am wanting to meet. I guess the thing I am most worried about is not meeting my goals.
As of right now, which this could change in the next day or two, I want to go to U of A to become an orthodontist. So after I am finished with all of my schooling, I want to move somewhere very pretty. I want to live somewhere that isn't small, but that will still be safe to raise a family. By this time, I will hopefully (probably not though lol) has a bf that is getting pretty serious that I can soon marry. I want to get into my orthodontist job for a few good years before I get married, just so I can take one thing at a time. After I get married to my husband, I want to have at least two children. Well anyway that was all about what my plans are.
I guess the thing I am most worried about is if things don't work out the way I want them to. I know things aren't going to be perfect and I can't tell the future, but I do want these and I don't think it's too much to ask for.
As of right now, which this could change in the next day or two, I want to go to U of A to become an orthodontist. So after I am finished with all of my schooling, I want to move somewhere very pretty. I want to live somewhere that isn't small, but that will still be safe to raise a family. By this time, I will hopefully (probably not though lol) has a bf that is getting pretty serious that I can soon marry. I want to get into my orthodontist job for a few good years before I get married, just so I can take one thing at a time. After I get married to my husband, I want to have at least two children. Well anyway that was all about what my plans are.
I guess the thing I am most worried about is if things don't work out the way I want them to. I know things aren't going to be perfect and I can't tell the future, but I do want these and I don't think it's too much to ask for.
anna mason- life after college
life after college is a very scary thing to think about. I still don't even know where I want to go to college or what I even want to be. I am mostly scared about my social life going down hill. Because I know that as soon as everyone graduates high school people are going to loose connections with each other, even the people that have been best friends since elementary. So after college who knows if we will even still be in contacted with the people that we basically grew up with. Because in reality we are all going to go off to different college and get a new beginning in life. Also I am worried about not being able to live on my own. I want to buy a house and live on my own until I find me a good and worthy husband. I want to get a good paying job so I don't have to depend on others I can be on my own. Once I find me a good husband I want to have kids as well, I want a boy and a girl. I am mostly scared about the fact that my parents will not be there with me all of the time. Me and my parents are so close to each other so I know that once I get to where I am going to be on own it is going to be hard for all of us. But Once the time comes I want to be prepared and succeed in whatever I do.
A Member of Culture - Vin
This prompt is a quote of a quote of Robin Fox's opinion on children and family. "A meal is about civilizing children. It's about teaching them to be a member of their culture." And after a bit of thought, I'd have to agree.
I think the author is true in their opinion. As an observational person, I pick up on manners and qualities of others really quickly and I work from there. I can see and feel the way someone was raised when they talk about their family or about their interests.
I first grew up with a family that liked pulling out the big ovular dining room table to sit down for dinner and sometime's breakfast on the weekends. It was most prominent in my life with my mom sitting beside me, my dad beside her, then my brother Cliff, his wife Monica, my brother Randy, and then my Grandma. I remember the manners my parents and siblings and Grandma taught me at that table. I first noticed my dad set his elbows on the table, my mom her wrists, and me in between with my forearms. I was always able to pick up on the conversation and follow along, putting in my opinion when I didn't have a mouth full of food and was prepared with a statement of my own.
But still, I find that the things that happened at the table really brought my family together. Almost every night I'd request that my brothers, sister, and mom play cards or a board game. If it was cards or Clue or anything that gave us that partnership that brought us together, I'd be happy.
Euchre was an all-time favorite of ours. You're paired up with the person across from in a four-player game. The point is to win tricks to obtain a winning score of ten. A round is compromised of one player picking a trump(clubs, spades, diamonds, and hearts) and everyone playing their highest associated card. I know it's pretty difficult to understand, but you had to trust the smarts of your teammate and their hands in association with your own. My mom and sister would play with one another against a team of me and Cliff. It's one of the card games I can't forget.
Recently, history repeated itself. My family hasn't switched back to its conjoined-ness, where everyone is getting along in the same household at one time. It's complicated. But my mom and stepdad decided to teach me how to play poker with their savings in change. It brought us closer. Gave me some personal time with my family.
I'd like to count the dining room table itself as my bonding and manner-building experience. It's given so much to me during and after meals that I wouldn't be who I am in my family without it.
I think the author is true in their opinion. As an observational person, I pick up on manners and qualities of others really quickly and I work from there. I can see and feel the way someone was raised when they talk about their family or about their interests.
I first grew up with a family that liked pulling out the big ovular dining room table to sit down for dinner and sometime's breakfast on the weekends. It was most prominent in my life with my mom sitting beside me, my dad beside her, then my brother Cliff, his wife Monica, my brother Randy, and then my Grandma. I remember the manners my parents and siblings and Grandma taught me at that table. I first noticed my dad set his elbows on the table, my mom her wrists, and me in between with my forearms. I was always able to pick up on the conversation and follow along, putting in my opinion when I didn't have a mouth full of food and was prepared with a statement of my own.
But still, I find that the things that happened at the table really brought my family together. Almost every night I'd request that my brothers, sister, and mom play cards or a board game. If it was cards or Clue or anything that gave us that partnership that brought us together, I'd be happy.
Euchre was an all-time favorite of ours. You're paired up with the person across from in a four-player game. The point is to win tricks to obtain a winning score of ten. A round is compromised of one player picking a trump(clubs, spades, diamonds, and hearts) and everyone playing their highest associated card. I know it's pretty difficult to understand, but you had to trust the smarts of your teammate and their hands in association with your own. My mom and sister would play with one another against a team of me and Cliff. It's one of the card games I can't forget.
Recently, history repeated itself. My family hasn't switched back to its conjoined-ness, where everyone is getting along in the same household at one time. It's complicated. But my mom and stepdad decided to teach me how to play poker with their savings in change. It brought us closer. Gave me some personal time with my family.
I'd like to count the dining room table itself as my bonding and manner-building experience. It's given so much to me during and after meals that I wouldn't be who I am in my family without it.
Cultivation at the Dinner Table - Robert
Anthropologist Robin Fox said, "a meal is about civilizing children." This simple quote can be interpreted in many different ways, varying based on whom you ask. I believe Fox's quote means that taking the time to have "family meals" at home improves the lives, manners, and behavior outside the home.
Back in my "younger" days, my brother and I were usually forced to sit at the dinner table with the rest of our family to discuss our days and plans for the week/weekend. While this may seem like some small tradition, it honestly built our character and significantly improved our behaviors in a public setting. When we'd go out to eat or stay at a friend's house, my brother and I would apply those same "table manners."
Besides the physical behaviors we developed like not smacking the food in our mouths and saying "yes ma'am and no ma'am," and so forth, we also built a sense of knowing when enough is enough (something not many people have). If we started to act up or get too rowdy at the dinner table, a strong scolding was headed our way. I would then realize that what I did shouldn't be done and would set boundaries. That is something many children nowadays completely overlook: boundaries of behavior. While being such a small act, I feel as if eating as a family should be a tradition in every household, no matter the age. As Micheal J. Fox once said, "family is not an important thing. It's everything."
-RL
After College - Tristan Smithee
As a junior in high school everyone wants to know what I plan on doing after college. At this moment I know I will be going to college and I know what I want to major in. But I haven’t experienced if I will even like that choice yet, how am I suppose to know what I will be doing? It is quiet scary when you know soon you will not know what the next day will hold, that it won’t be the same routine.
However at this moment, I plan on after college having my veterinarian degree. That will take awhile to get. It is somewhere around 7 years for the full degree. Knowing me I will be worrying about how am I going to pay all these student loans off? I will be looking for a place to live. I hope to move back home and live at my grandparents house, even if something happens to them, as it comes back to me. I pray nothing happens as they are my rock. Anyway, after all of this, I still have to find a job. I hope to have my equine vetinarian degree, and we have only a few around here. Maybe it won’t be that hard to find somewhere to work. If it does I plan on finding a job at a store or a restaurant. Maybe even where my grandma works now. I will still be doing a few rodeos, I can usually make a little money back on that after I repay my entry fees and gas. That is one thing my grandparents make me do. I do however know I will have to make money somehow. If I don’t, well that is just bad.
Before any of this goes down, I have to make it through high school. I do plan on this happening. That is really the only part I know for sure. I hope after college I have some sorta plan worked out more. Or who knows I may still have no idea and wing it. I do that more than I should anyway. I hope some of this outline of a plan works out for me.
However at this moment, I plan on after college having my veterinarian degree. That will take awhile to get. It is somewhere around 7 years for the full degree. Knowing me I will be worrying about how am I going to pay all these student loans off? I will be looking for a place to live. I hope to move back home and live at my grandparents house, even if something happens to them, as it comes back to me. I pray nothing happens as they are my rock. Anyway, after all of this, I still have to find a job. I hope to have my equine vetinarian degree, and we have only a few around here. Maybe it won’t be that hard to find somewhere to work. If it does I plan on finding a job at a store or a restaurant. Maybe even where my grandma works now. I will still be doing a few rodeos, I can usually make a little money back on that after I repay my entry fees and gas. That is one thing my grandparents make me do. I do however know I will have to make money somehow. If I don’t, well that is just bad.
Before any of this goes down, I have to make it through high school. I do plan on this happening. That is really the only part I know for sure. I hope after college I have some sorta plan worked out more. Or who knows I may still have no idea and wing it. I do that more than I should anyway. I hope some of this outline of a plan works out for me.
Tyler Peaster - Beyond College
Beyond College
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Most people are worried about post-college. I am not an exception to this rule. College is coming up very fast, and since I am taking college classes in highschool, college will end quickly. So many other students and I have to ask, what does adult life consist of?
I’m scared of life beyond college. College is a grueling process that helps you get a job, but it doesn’t guarantee it. Fellow students and I often forget that your dream job isn’t handed to you on a silver platter the second you earn your degree, you still have to earn job experience. You can do this in one of two ways. Option one, do internships within your field of work and hope someone is desperate enough to hire you. Option two, work low pay/low end jobs to build up job experience, and keep applying at places within your field of work until you are hired.
If that doesn’t seem stressful enough, don’t forget about student loans. They may not be so bad if you work throughout all of college and have plenty of scholarships, but otherwise you will need to find a job soon to pay off your debt. You only get six months before that first bill comes in.
After all of that, you still need to learn how to be good at your job, and pray that you actually enjoy it. A great example of someone going through college only for them to hate their job is my mother’s boss’ daughter. She went through college and dental school to become a dentist, but when she started working on a patient, she got so grossed out by the inside of their mouth that she threw up. She couldn’t work on anyone without feeling sick. Luckily for her, she went back to college and became an Orthodontist, which she enjoys. However, not everyone has that option due to their profession or financial situation.
Post college life is a scary thought, but it is something many adults have gone through. If we ever have questions, we can ask people who went through that situation (like our lovely teacher Mrs.Larkin). In the end, things will work out for all of us.
Perspective- alexis boatman
As you get older things change. Sometimes the change is bad and sometimes it is good. Well, there is one people that has inspired me. I think differently about her today than I did a couple of years ago, and it's for the good.
That person is my Junior High English teacher, Mrs. Gibson. She was always the nice teacher, but you know there are many nice teachers. As she has gone through her journey of chemo and cancer, my perspective of her has changed. Before she was the nice teacher, now she is not just the nice teacher she is the strong, inspiration, nice English teacher and will do anything for you. She is strong because she is going through this hard and tough thing called cancer. Even though she has cancer, she is still this person that would do anything for anybody, and that is what aspire to be like. She still goes to work and is still as nice and caring as she was before, and that is so inspirational.
I am glad that I got to meet a person like her. As I have gotten older it has made me realize that if you are going to tough times and you have an attitude like her, you will also inspire other and their perspective of you will change also.
That person is my Junior High English teacher, Mrs. Gibson. She was always the nice teacher, but you know there are many nice teachers. As she has gone through her journey of chemo and cancer, my perspective of her has changed. Before she was the nice teacher, now she is not just the nice teacher she is the strong, inspiration, nice English teacher and will do anything for you. She is strong because she is going through this hard and tough thing called cancer. Even though she has cancer, she is still this person that would do anything for anybody, and that is what aspire to be like. She still goes to work and is still as nice and caring as she was before, and that is so inspirational.
I am glad that I got to meet a person like her. As I have gotten older it has made me realize that if you are going to tough times and you have an attitude like her, you will also inspire other and their perspective of you will change also.
life after college - Cailey Qualls
Life after college scares me tremendously. Thinking about all the things I am going to have to do by myself scares me. Just the whole being on my own thing scares me. I don't like thinking about these things, but this time will be here before I know it.
Money is my biggest worry. I plan on getting a job hopefully involving the degree I get in college. Still though first out of college I am going to need a apartment or some place of my own. I defiantly don't plan on staying with my parents after college. Will I have enough money by that time to have a place of my own? Well hopefully I will.
Another thing that scares me is losing my relationship with my parents. Living with your parents your whole life, and depending on them for everything then not. This is scary to me. I have a real close relationship with my parents. Not being home all the time, and being busy all the time means not always getting to talk to my parents. This scares me most of all.
Writing this makes me not want to go to college at all. I am so scared. Even though I am scared I know everything will be okay.
Money is my biggest worry. I plan on getting a job hopefully involving the degree I get in college. Still though first out of college I am going to need a apartment or some place of my own. I defiantly don't plan on staying with my parents after college. Will I have enough money by that time to have a place of my own? Well hopefully I will.
Another thing that scares me is losing my relationship with my parents. Living with your parents your whole life, and depending on them for everything then not. This is scary to me. I have a real close relationship with my parents. Not being home all the time, and being busy all the time means not always getting to talk to my parents. This scares me most of all.
Writing this makes me not want to go to college at all. I am so scared. Even though I am scared I know everything will be okay.
Ella Servadio - Life after College
There are many reasons why I am a little scared of life after college. Some of the reasons may be silly to some people, but I feel like they will affect me tremendously when I am on my own.
One of my biggest concerns about life after college is finding a house or an apartment that I can afford on my own. I hope to find a roommate, but it is hard to find someone who will be responsible when it comes to paying bills on time. I plan on moving away, so I can not just live with my parents until I can get on my feet. This will be tough on me not just because of money, but because living away from my mom and dad will be tough. I will not be able to visit them as much because I will most likely be working all the time.
Also, I am worried about being able to have a social life. Work will occupy most of my time, so I am scared that I won't have time to see my friends and family. I know that working all the time will be temporary, but for the time I am, it will put a strain on all of my friendships.
I know my worries about life after college aren't the basic worries, but the career I am planning on going into has a high demand for workers. I do not think it will be difficult to find a job after college. My biggest worry is that being successful in my career will cause problems in my personal life.
One of my biggest concerns about life after college is finding a house or an apartment that I can afford on my own. I hope to find a roommate, but it is hard to find someone who will be responsible when it comes to paying bills on time. I plan on moving away, so I can not just live with my parents until I can get on my feet. This will be tough on me not just because of money, but because living away from my mom and dad will be tough. I will not be able to visit them as much because I will most likely be working all the time.
Also, I am worried about being able to have a social life. Work will occupy most of my time, so I am scared that I won't have time to see my friends and family. I know that working all the time will be temporary, but for the time I am, it will put a strain on all of my friendships.
I know my worries about life after college aren't the basic worries, but the career I am planning on going into has a high demand for workers. I do not think it will be difficult to find a job after college. My biggest worry is that being successful in my career will cause problems in my personal life.
Life After College: Halee Mills
Who knows the future? Not me, not you and certainly not time travelers. Are they even legit? We may think we know what we want to do once we graduate college, but we haven't even finished high school. Everyone besides myself in this class has another year. Y'all aren't even close to being done. I just have a few months left. You might say, "Do you even know what you want to do after high school?" Well yes, thank you for asking. I want to go to college and be a doctor, specifically a pediatrician. I want to help people. But, what if I don't get to live that dream? What if I can't be a doctor? What if I'm not smart enough? All these questions and doubts swirl around in my head all the time. I haven't even finished high school yet, and I'm already thinking about life after COLLEGE. I guess I'm not necessarily worried, since I know God's got me, but I am a bit concerned sometimes. I want to help people. Periodt. I also want a family. One that my husband and I can make. That just blows my mind. I have the power to bring a human into this world. That's also what I REALLY want. I've been with my boy for over 2 years now, and I can't see myself with anyone else. I know anything can happen, but I don't want it to end. That'd be awful. I guess that's another thing I could be subconsciously concerned about: losing the guy I have now, since he's so rad. I want to go to Arkansas State University so I can stay close to home. Moving hours away from family is not ideal, especially since I lived away from them for 3 years, without friends, might I add. I don't want to experience that again, but I think if I had a husband and a family I would be able to make it. That would be cool. I'm not worried, just concerned that I'll be alone, penniless and scared. I'll be alright. Since God's got me, I'll be Gucci, so do I really have anything to be concerned about?
Tuesday, September 24, 2019
Life after college - Elijah Couch
Life after college seems like a great thing to some because they know what they want to do, where they would live, and they basically have their life all planned out. For those who don't know though it can be pretty scary. I am stuck at a cross-roads it seems like right now. I am excited about life after college but at the same time I am terrified.
I am pretty sure what I am gonna do but the fact that I ain't set in stone about it kind of scares me. I was talking with my mom the other day and she had asked if I knew what I was gonna do after college and what I'd go to school for and all this stuff. The only answer that I gave her was I don't know because I really don't know. She told me I need to think about it because I take the READ program and I won't have an extra two years to decide. I think I want to be a welder, but at the same time I ain't welded in about a year so I may have lost my skill a little bit. I wouldn't have to go to school very long, but I am smart and know that I can do something more than that. I would also like to be a lawyer just for the fact that politics interest me.
Both of those jobs pay real well so I don't think I'd have to worry about money. I have no experience in law or politics so no one would probably hire me as a lawyer. Being a welder would be good pay, but I have never welded on anything bigger than one of those benches outside the elementary playground and the tennis court. The job I want is at the ARI plant in Marmaduke which makes trains. I went to tour that place last year for Agri Metals and they said that if you screw up more than three welds at any point after training, you are cut loose. I worry that I won't get hired or I'll get fired and I won't be able to pay the bills or pay off student loans.
I don't know, maybe it would be so bad. I'm sure I'll make it fine on my own. I have experience in welding so I can probably make it as a welder. I will be fine. Life after college will be great
Bryce Despain - My Life After College
Many students are afraid of their life after college. They are afraid for various reasons, however, each student might even have the same reasons as to why they are afraid of their personal life after college. Some reasons that they are worried about might be less important than other reasons, or vice versa.
If you were to ask me what I was worried about after going to college, I would say many things. For example, one of the main things that I am currently worried about the most is finding a good job afterward. Yes, I might major in something that is very important in life, however, you never know if there is a high demand for that specific job at that moment in time. So, if you get out of college and there is no demand for what you majored in, then you are basically out of luck. I myself am kind of worried about this because many of you know that I either want to become a veterinarian or an architect. However, with either of these jobs, you never know if there will be a high demand for them. I just have to take a big risk with it because both of them are something that I am very interested in. I am also a little afraid of having to pay off any student loans, that is if I don't get any scholarships, however, I'm pretty positive I will get some, as I always have very good grades in school. Another main thing that I'm worried about after college is that depending on what career I do choose to go into, I might have to move somewhere and leave a lot of my friends and family behind. Honestly, I really don't want to do that because I want to live close to most of my family. A lot of people also feel the same exact way that I do, because of this, it might also affect what career they eventually choose to go into.
Although I have many worries about college, I am very excited about living in the "real world." This is mainly because as an independent adult, you experience so much more, and you also learn a whole lot more as well. Life might be rough for you or might become rough at some point, but it is up to you to take control of it and decide whether or not you want to have a good life as an adult.
This is just a list of all the things that I'm worried about after college. Different people might have different things that they are worried about after college, however, these are my main three.
If you were to ask me what I was worried about after going to college, I would say many things. For example, one of the main things that I am currently worried about the most is finding a good job afterward. Yes, I might major in something that is very important in life, however, you never know if there is a high demand for that specific job at that moment in time. So, if you get out of college and there is no demand for what you majored in, then you are basically out of luck. I myself am kind of worried about this because many of you know that I either want to become a veterinarian or an architect. However, with either of these jobs, you never know if there will be a high demand for them. I just have to take a big risk with it because both of them are something that I am very interested in. I am also a little afraid of having to pay off any student loans, that is if I don't get any scholarships, however, I'm pretty positive I will get some, as I always have very good grades in school. Another main thing that I'm worried about after college is that depending on what career I do choose to go into, I might have to move somewhere and leave a lot of my friends and family behind. Honestly, I really don't want to do that because I want to live close to most of my family. A lot of people also feel the same exact way that I do, because of this, it might also affect what career they eventually choose to go into.
Although I have many worries about college, I am very excited about living in the "real world." This is mainly because as an independent adult, you experience so much more, and you also learn a whole lot more as well. Life might be rough for you or might become rough at some point, but it is up to you to take control of it and decide whether or not you want to have a good life as an adult.
This is just a list of all the things that I'm worried about after college. Different people might have different things that they are worried about after college, however, these are my main three.
Sunday, September 22, 2019
Simplicity - Vin
I know this is is oh so late. I also know it’s unlikely I’ll receive any credit for doing this. But I still feel like I should make an effort.
I need to simplify my time. I shouldn’t have to juggle my work with carefree-ness. I should already know this is more important than sitting around and worrying about it.
I’ve always had problems getting myself out of that lazy state of mind to just do an assignment and not worry so much about it. I get overwhelmed with the thought of working and not the workload. It’s kinda sad. And I need to fix that.
This year, I signed up to do so much at school. I’ll never drop band, so that’s one thing I have to mark on my calendars. And with yearbook, I have to make definitive time to take pictures, interview, work on projects, etc. And even though science club is fun, it’s still incredibly time consuming. Beta club probably won’t be effortless this year. Prom is even coming up, which I’ll have to devote many hours to stress over. I joined Ms. Finley’s book club and I’ll give her my promise to never miss a meeting and read every single book she gives us. I’m in a few AP classes this year, and their workload isn’t light. On top of this, I never thought ahead to fit a job into my schedule. And that’s going to have to change quick.
I could sit around and type my worries into this blog, force my classmates and devoted teacher to read along and listen to me complain. But I won’t. I’ll just learn to enjoy what I have and devise a plan to make everything work.
I need to simplify my time. I shouldn’t have to juggle my work with carefree-ness. I should already know this is more important than sitting around and worrying about it.
I’ve always had problems getting myself out of that lazy state of mind to just do an assignment and not worry so much about it. I get overwhelmed with the thought of working and not the workload. It’s kinda sad. And I need to fix that.
This year, I signed up to do so much at school. I’ll never drop band, so that’s one thing I have to mark on my calendars. And with yearbook, I have to make definitive time to take pictures, interview, work on projects, etc. And even though science club is fun, it’s still incredibly time consuming. Beta club probably won’t be effortless this year. Prom is even coming up, which I’ll have to devote many hours to stress over. I joined Ms. Finley’s book club and I’ll give her my promise to never miss a meeting and read every single book she gives us. I’m in a few AP classes this year, and their workload isn’t light. On top of this, I never thought ahead to fit a job into my schedule. And that’s going to have to change quick.
I could sit around and type my worries into this blog, force my classmates and devoted teacher to read along and listen to me complain. But I won’t. I’ll just learn to enjoy what I have and devise a plan to make everything work.
Wednesday, September 18, 2019
Teacher Influencer -Grant Smith
There are teachers in the world, and there are influencers in the world. Sometimes, you'll come across someone who is both. I have came across someone who is both and that is my fourth grade teacher,Mrs.Brickell. Mrs.Brickell taught english for the elementary school and she was my homeroom teacher in the fourth grade. She is one of my all time favorite people because of the way she made coming to school fun.
If you think about it, dreading school has nothing to do with the amount of work you have to do. It's about the person assigning the work and how they make the classroom atmosphere. In other words, it's a lot more fun to do a one page paper for Jesus, than a one page paper for the devil. Mrs.Brickell made class better because she always was upbeat and had us do certain things that were fun. Mrs.Brickell showed movies a lot too which made class awesome. Mrs.Brickell influenced me to learn more and to try harder in all subjects while teaching me the basics of english.
I honestly wish there were more Mrs.Brickells in the world. There would be even more people that were influenced.I also wish there were more Mrs.Larkins in the world too because that would be even better,but ya know there's only one Mrs.Larkin.
If you think about it, dreading school has nothing to do with the amount of work you have to do. It's about the person assigning the work and how they make the classroom atmosphere. In other words, it's a lot more fun to do a one page paper for Jesus, than a one page paper for the devil. Mrs.Brickell made class better because she always was upbeat and had us do certain things that were fun. Mrs.Brickell showed movies a lot too which made class awesome. Mrs.Brickell influenced me to learn more and to try harder in all subjects while teaching me the basics of english.
I honestly wish there were more Mrs.Brickells in the world. There would be even more people that were influenced.I also wish there were more Mrs.Larkins in the world too because that would be even better,but ya know there's only one Mrs.Larkin.
Tuesday, September 17, 2019
Tyler Peaster - How Once Sentence Changed my Life
How Once Sentence Changed My Life
(pg 188 #1)
Has anyone ever said anything to you, no matter how minor, that would accidentally change your life? This situation has happened to me in eighth grade, when Mrs.Fenner asked me one simple question “why didn’t you take Pre-AP English?”
I know what your thinking, “How did that tiny remark change your life?” I mean, if I heard someone say that I’d wonder the same thing. It’s not like the second after this sentence was said my life was changed forever, it was a domino effect that would slowly but surely change me.
Eighth graders are very insecure, and I was an insecure eight grader. My dad had passed away before eighth grade began, so I was emotionally unstable. I had no idea what I wanted to do in life, no who I was. I knew I needed to pick something to focus on, just so my life had some sort of goal. I didn’t know what though. I was (and still am) horrible at sports, I believed I was, at best, average in terms of academics. I had no hobbies besides spending way too much time playing video games. I barely even remember that year. So when I was told “why didn’t you take Pre-AP English?”, gears began shifting. That one phrase made me a little more confident in my academic abilities. With that, I had made my decision. I wanted to focus on school.
The next year I tested the waters of harder classes, I took Pre-AP English, and I loved it. I always felt accomplished when I did well on an assignment. It was my favorite class at the time. Doing well in Pre-AP English inspired me to join the READ Program. Being in these classes introduced me to new friends (who are great) and make me focus further into studying. Having more homework let me eliminate my emotional reliance on video games. I finally started coming out of my shell.
The new focus in my life finally let me climb out of my depressive state and let me be a normal teenager. If Mrs.Fenner had never said that one simple sentence, I wouldn’t be the same person. I have a feeling I would’ve gone down a terrible path, so I’m glad I decided to focus on my education. That tiny boost of confidence from Mrs.Fenner was all I needed.
A Man Who Taught Band - Courtney Tucker
There are days in your school career you will never forget. For some, it is the day they got to bring home a 100 on a math test for the first time. Others, it's the day they got the role in the school play they wanted so badly. Though I have had many, many days I will remember about my school career, one day I will truly never forget is the day my 3rd-grade elementary class went over to the high school building to music class. In elementary school, I never really had one thing I was interested in. I wanted to try a little bit of everything but nothing ever seemed to work out in my favor. In the 3rd grade, though, we were introduced to "a man who taught band." His name is Mr. Alsup. When we were in 6th grade still walking over to the high school, we finally got to play some instruments to see which one we liked the best. I was immediately drawn to the clarinet. Now in the school band, I play the bass clarinet. He's the one who taught me how to play both bass clarinet and regular clarinet. Not only did Mr. Alsup teach me about the thing I love most, music, he also has given me one of the best pieces of advice I've ever heard. I will never forget when Mr. Alsup said to me, "Now Court, you can't always be so stressed out all the time." Every time I am in a stressful situation, I think of what Mr. Alsup told me. I think that the fact that it was him saying it is what means the most to me. Mr. Alsup does not have a single bad bone in his body. He has always been such a good role model to me and anyone else who looks up to him.
Big Drum Thingy- Victoria Chamberlain
A lot of band kids from our school can agree that Mr. Alsup is one of the best teachers they have ever had. He's the reason we know how to play instruments, perform, and get to go on trips. He's taught me a lot and not just band things. Mr. Alsup has taught me through his stories he tells in class, life lessons in our conversations, and a lot of respect and responsibility.
The first time I even considered being in band was after the high school band came over to the elementary and played for us when I was in 6th grade. I saw this huge drum, the bass drum, and explained that I wanted to play "the big drum thingy." I thought that thing was super cool. I told this to Mr. Alsup later that day and he kind of laughed at me, but explained what "the big drum thingy" was. Later that year we had to choose our classes we wanted to take in 7th grade and I chose band.
When I first started band, I was super shy. I used to "scurry" down the hallways as Mr. Alsup would say, and I would play as quietly as possible. I wouldn't really talk in class and I'd get super embarrassed if I said anything wrong. Mr. Alsup would bribe me with different things to get me to play louder such as sodas, apples, or anything he happened to have in his office. He one day offered me $5 to play louder, and I played louder. I refused to take his money though, because I knew I should've been playing that loud in the first place.
Something Mr. Alsup does that I look up to is how nice he is to everyone. He points out the good in things and other people. If we do really well at a concert, assessment, or even just in rehearsal he'll let us know that we did good. I mean, he's not scared of telling us that we suck when we do, but that's just a part of being a band teacher.
Mr. Alsup has taught me all about music, history, western movies, and life. He has gotten me out of my shell, and I have gone from being one of the super quiet kids to someone who isn't afraid to say the dumbest stuff in class. Mr. Alsup is one of my favorite people and has taught me so much. A whole book couldn't even explain how much I look up to him.
The first time I even considered being in band was after the high school band came over to the elementary and played for us when I was in 6th grade. I saw this huge drum, the bass drum, and explained that I wanted to play "the big drum thingy." I thought that thing was super cool. I told this to Mr. Alsup later that day and he kind of laughed at me, but explained what "the big drum thingy" was. Later that year we had to choose our classes we wanted to take in 7th grade and I chose band.
When I first started band, I was super shy. I used to "scurry" down the hallways as Mr. Alsup would say, and I would play as quietly as possible. I wouldn't really talk in class and I'd get super embarrassed if I said anything wrong. Mr. Alsup would bribe me with different things to get me to play louder such as sodas, apples, or anything he happened to have in his office. He one day offered me $5 to play louder, and I played louder. I refused to take his money though, because I knew I should've been playing that loud in the first place.
Something Mr. Alsup does that I look up to is how nice he is to everyone. He points out the good in things and other people. If we do really well at a concert, assessment, or even just in rehearsal he'll let us know that we did good. I mean, he's not scared of telling us that we suck when we do, but that's just a part of being a band teacher.
Mr. Alsup has taught me all about music, history, western movies, and life. He has gotten me out of my shell, and I have gone from being one of the super quiet kids to someone who isn't afraid to say the dumbest stuff in class. Mr. Alsup is one of my favorite people and has taught me so much. A whole book couldn't even explain how much I look up to him.
Simplify- Ethan Boatman
Simplifying your life is not easy. My life honestly is pretty chaotic and busy. One thing I would simplify in my life is my schedule.
My schedule consists of waking up some mornings at 5:45 and having to go to weights in the morning. Then I go to school all day. Right when I get out of school I have tennis practice that normally last til 6. Then when I get home I go to my cousins and we workout for ab an hour and half. After that I eat supper with my family and have a little time to sit down and do some homework. So it is easy to say my schedule is probably way busier than your average highschooler. Most kids have time to go home and take a nap or play video games or just enjoy theirself in other ways than I do. Which I choose to live this lifestyle. I enjoy sports and enjoy working out so a way I could simplify my schedule is to maybe cut down the time of when I workout and some other stuff which will give me a little time to just sit down and rest or more time to sleep at night.
My schedule is very busy, but I enjoy it a lot. If you sit down and think about simplifying your life it is very hard. Most of the time we do the same thing every day and don't give much thought about what they do. You should try it sometime and see if there is anything you could simplify in your life.
My schedule consists of waking up some mornings at 5:45 and having to go to weights in the morning. Then I go to school all day. Right when I get out of school I have tennis practice that normally last til 6. Then when I get home I go to my cousins and we workout for ab an hour and half. After that I eat supper with my family and have a little time to sit down and do some homework. So it is easy to say my schedule is probably way busier than your average highschooler. Most kids have time to go home and take a nap or play video games or just enjoy theirself in other ways than I do. Which I choose to live this lifestyle. I enjoy sports and enjoy working out so a way I could simplify my schedule is to maybe cut down the time of when I workout and some other stuff which will give me a little time to just sit down and rest or more time to sleep at night.
My schedule is very busy, but I enjoy it a lot. If you sit down and think about simplifying your life it is very hard. Most of the time we do the same thing every day and don't give much thought about what they do. You should try it sometime and see if there is anything you could simplify in your life.
Influential Teacher - Robert Long
Throughout my roughly eleven years of school, I've had a whole handful of great teachers and amazing lessons, but no one has truly helped me with life than Mrs. Alyssa Fenner. While I only had her for about three years, she helped realize things about myself that I will go on to remember for the rest of my days. The main thing she helped me with was realizing my passion for writing and storytelling.
I've been really into reading and writing since the fifth grade, but it wasn't until I had Mrs. Fenner's seventh grade English class that I found out that I could make a career out of such a simple hobby. She introduced me to hundreds of writing competitions and made me believe that people wanted to read what I had to write. While this may seem like a small thing, I now plan to use that basis as a future career!
I've been really into reading and writing since the fifth grade, but it wasn't until I had Mrs. Fenner's seventh grade English class that I found out that I could make a career out of such a simple hobby. She introduced me to hundreds of writing competitions and made me believe that people wanted to read what I had to write. While this may seem like a small thing, I now plan to use that basis as a future career!
simply living - alexis courtney
I am crazy busy 24/7 and it's my fault most of the time. I plan way too many things in a short period of time. There are many ways I could simplify my life. Simplifying your life is a lot hard than it sounds. You have to change your habits and ways to cause less stress.
One major thing I could do to simplify my everyday life is to stay off my phone more. If you know me, you know I am ALWAYS on my phone. I need to getting my proprieties straight. Before this year, I was able to get by with maintaining my social life, school life, church life, and my home life, but I think since it's junior year I have to start getting myself together more. It's the hardest year yet. Normally, I do really good with keeping up with homework and school work until basketball season. So this year's goal is to keep up with my work during ball season, too. Major changes are coming!
Simplifying your life is really beneficial. It's hard than it sounds though. There are many ways to change your stress levels and simplifying things is one of the best ways!
Simplify - Ella Servadio
There are many ways I could simplify my lifestyle. For starters, I could drop all of my harder courses. I could also stop going everywhere after school, or I could stop having such busy weekends. If I were to do these things, I would have a much less stressful life, but I feel as if having a busier lifestyle makes me who I am.
Sometimes I do wish I didn't have as much homework or didn't have so much to do by the end of the day. But, I honestly think I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I were to stop all of these things just so I could live "simple." I would probably go crazy if I had nothing to keep me occupied throughout the day.
Some of you probably would give anything to have a simplified lifestyle but for me, I enjoy being busy. I enjoy all of my extracurriculars. I do not enjoy all of the homework, but I know it will be worth it in the end. A simplified lifestyle is not something I see myself being fit for.
Simplify- alexis boatman
As a teenager we wait till the last minute to do everything. We procrastinate and make everything hard on ourselves. For me I am always late to everything. Being late to events and things are so hard for me because I always get so stressed out and worry that I going to be late, and I always am.
I am late to school almost everyday and that is all my fault. It's always embarrassing when you are the last person to show up and you get stared at, but I am kind of used to it and I shouldn't be. It would be much simpler if I was to just simply wake up earlier or just get stuff down rather than getting on my phone and then realizing I have like ten minutes to get ready and stressing about it. I always get caught up on my phone and I shouldn't. Like most teenagers my phone is the first thing that I look at when I wake up and then that just makes you late. I am going to try to start simplifying my life by not getting on my phone as soon as I wake up and set an alarm earlier than what I normally do, so I can show up to school and other events on time.
I am going to try my hardest to make my life a little bit simpler. I am going to try to get to places on time rather than always being late, which is what I have always been known for.
I am late to school almost everyday and that is all my fault. It's always embarrassing when you are the last person to show up and you get stared at, but I am kind of used to it and I shouldn't be. It would be much simpler if I was to just simply wake up earlier or just get stuff down rather than getting on my phone and then realizing I have like ten minutes to get ready and stressing about it. I always get caught up on my phone and I shouldn't. Like most teenagers my phone is the first thing that I look at when I wake up and then that just makes you late. I am going to try to start simplifying my life by not getting on my phone as soon as I wake up and set an alarm earlier than what I normally do, so I can show up to school and other events on time.
I am going to try my hardest to make my life a little bit simpler. I am going to try to get to places on time rather than always being late, which is what I have always been known for.
Simplify- Anna Meurer
What does simplify mean? Simply means to make something easier and less stressful as it was before. Considering we are all teenagers, I would say that we all have pretty stressful lives. So why not make them less stressful than they have to be by simplifying them?
One way that I could simplify my life would be to set out a few hours of my day to not be on my phone or any internet at all. If you look at it, what do majority of people do all of the time? The answer is look at unimportant things on our phones. I have figured out by looking at my phone I am getting nothing out of it, but for some reason everyday I feel the need to look at it. Sometimes it even causes me to stress about things. It's like I have to look at social media's everyday or I am not content, and honestly looking at it doesn't bring me much joy. Often times it causes me to become unhappy or worried about something. It definitely has an affect of my attitude after, whether that is a positive effect or negative effect. For example, people say that how many likes you get on a picture doesn't matter. Well then why do we all look and see how many likes we ended up getting after a few days? If it didn't matter, then we wouldn't look.
From now on I am going to set a goal for myself to not be on my phone as much as I am. It is not something that I have to do and honestly it's not something that I even want to do. I could be getting so much more out of my day, by setting my phone down. Something as simple as cleaning my room, or getting my homework turned in on time. It will most likely cause less stress on myself, and it will have a positive affect on my attitude.
One way that I could simplify my life would be to set out a few hours of my day to not be on my phone or any internet at all. If you look at it, what do majority of people do all of the time? The answer is look at unimportant things on our phones. I have figured out by looking at my phone I am getting nothing out of it, but for some reason everyday I feel the need to look at it. Sometimes it even causes me to stress about things. It's like I have to look at social media's everyday or I am not content, and honestly looking at it doesn't bring me much joy. Often times it causes me to become unhappy or worried about something. It definitely has an affect of my attitude after, whether that is a positive effect or negative effect. For example, people say that how many likes you get on a picture doesn't matter. Well then why do we all look and see how many likes we ended up getting after a few days? If it didn't matter, then we wouldn't look.
From now on I am going to set a goal for myself to not be on my phone as much as I am. It is not something that I have to do and honestly it's not something that I even want to do. I could be getting so much more out of my day, by setting my phone down. Something as simple as cleaning my room, or getting my homework turned in on time. It will most likely cause less stress on myself, and it will have a positive affect on my attitude.
Simplify- Tristan Smithee
I have a lot that happens in one day in my life. One thing I need to simplify in my life would be my chores. Normally I just do everything in no order. I kinda just think about what I need to do and whatever pops in my head at that moment I do it. There is no order in what I do that. So how I would simplify it would create a plan of what I am going to do first to last.
The first way I would do is my homework. I would do this first because I normally wait until the very last thing I do, and I always end up stressing out way too much and do not get some of it done until around midnight. Last year I did this and ended up stressing out so much I was losing my hair. So I would put it at the top of my list. Second I would do my barn chores. Probably riding my horses first and then feed/ clean stalls. That probably would shorten the process of it all also. Of course, I would have to eat somewhere in here too. I would then do my inside chores, vacuum, do dishes, and in general straighten up. This normally only takes around an hour to an hour and a half. The homework normally takes the most time. After all of that, I would then take a shower, brush my teeth, etc.
I feel if I could simplify how I do my chores, my whole life would end up being simpler. In the end, I may even get a little extra sleep out of it. The homework late at night really is what gets me. I also think I would be less stressed if I had some sort of organization on what order I do things in, instead of I need to do this, and this type of thing. Maybe I will try it and see how it goes.
The first way I would do is my homework. I would do this first because I normally wait until the very last thing I do, and I always end up stressing out way too much and do not get some of it done until around midnight. Last year I did this and ended up stressing out so much I was losing my hair. So I would put it at the top of my list. Second I would do my barn chores. Probably riding my horses first and then feed/ clean stalls. That probably would shorten the process of it all also. Of course, I would have to eat somewhere in here too. I would then do my inside chores, vacuum, do dishes, and in general straighten up. This normally only takes around an hour to an hour and a half. The homework normally takes the most time. After all of that, I would then take a shower, brush my teeth, etc.
I feel if I could simplify how I do my chores, my whole life would end up being simpler. In the end, I may even get a little extra sleep out of it. The homework late at night really is what gets me. I also think I would be less stressed if I had some sort of organization on what order I do things in, instead of I need to do this, and this type of thing. Maybe I will try it and see how it goes.
Anna Mason- simplify
One way I would simplify would be getting my work done. I get distracted so easily just trying to get homework done. My biggest distraction is my phone and Netflix. I am always telling myself that I need to get my work done because I care a lot about my grades and I want them to be good and I want to get better at school. I would like to start as soon as I get home eat a snack and then put my phone away and start on my homework. In between working I like to take breaks so I don't get too overwhelmed and it seems to help me out a lot when I take breaks. So putting away distractions would help simplify.
Monday, September 16, 2019
simplify - Cailey Qualls
One thing I need to simplify is homework. When people say Junior year is the hardest they are correct. This year has already been filled with more homework then I was given to all year last year. Of course when it comes to homework I wait last minute. It is almost a habit, but I want to make it a goal by making it more simple for myself.
One way I plan to make this more simple is by getting it done throughout the day. If I have a bunch of homework one day instead of waiting till 10 pm to do it I will start when get home from school. If I do it this way then I can get some done, then can finish it up at night. That way I won't have to rush to get done, so I can go to bed. This will simplify my day.
I want to make this a goal, because I stress myself out every night about getting my homework done. This will simplify my life in more ways then one. Hopefully instead of 10 pm being my habit I can make this my new habit.
One way I plan to make this more simple is by getting it done throughout the day. If I have a bunch of homework one day instead of waiting till 10 pm to do it I will start when get home from school. If I do it this way then I can get some done, then can finish it up at night. That way I won't have to rush to get done, so I can go to bed. This will simplify my day.
I want to make this a goal, because I stress myself out every night about getting my homework done. This will simplify my life in more ways then one. Hopefully instead of 10 pm being my habit I can make this my new habit.
Beth - Clutter > Simplicity
I understand that the prompt calls for us to write about something we need to simplify in our lives; however, I want to take a different approach and explain why simple has not and never will work out for me.
Back in January, I was diagnosed with depression and general anxiety disorder. I had been in a very dark mindset for years beforehand, but was never given the opportunity to figure out what was actually wrong. Once I was diagnosed, I started going to counseling to learn to cope with my own thoughts and feelings. Counseling brought me to the realization that in order for me to stay healthy and happy, I need to stay busy.
I've always been the type of person to get involved in many activities and to take as many "advanced" classes as possible. Unfortunately, I tend to be very adept at getting my work turned in on time if not early. For years this allotted me plenty of time to myself which might not sound like a bad thing, but was actually detrimental to my mental health. When I have nothing to do, it's as if my brain switches from positivity to self-destruct mode. I won't elaborate much into that, but it's not all that great.
A lot people would take one look at my schedule and immediately decide that it's not for them, and that's perfectly fine. I will admit that with how overloaded I am at the moment, I do cherish what little free time I have. I need that kind of schedule for my own benefit, though. If I'm not at physical therapy, archery practice, or play rehearsals, I'm doing homework and studying. In the times between that, I work on my own little projects such as learning guitar, painting, or even playing with makeup.
To the average person, there's plenty in my life that could be simpler. To me, simple is a pathway straight to hopelessness. I've tried simple, and I've tried "less busy," but clutter is what has worked the best thus far. Simplicity is a nice thought, but it won't ever work for me.
Back in January, I was diagnosed with depression and general anxiety disorder. I had been in a very dark mindset for years beforehand, but was never given the opportunity to figure out what was actually wrong. Once I was diagnosed, I started going to counseling to learn to cope with my own thoughts and feelings. Counseling brought me to the realization that in order for me to stay healthy and happy, I need to stay busy.
I've always been the type of person to get involved in many activities and to take as many "advanced" classes as possible. Unfortunately, I tend to be very adept at getting my work turned in on time if not early. For years this allotted me plenty of time to myself which might not sound like a bad thing, but was actually detrimental to my mental health. When I have nothing to do, it's as if my brain switches from positivity to self-destruct mode. I won't elaborate much into that, but it's not all that great.
A lot people would take one look at my schedule and immediately decide that it's not for them, and that's perfectly fine. I will admit that with how overloaded I am at the moment, I do cherish what little free time I have. I need that kind of schedule for my own benefit, though. If I'm not at physical therapy, archery practice, or play rehearsals, I'm doing homework and studying. In the times between that, I work on my own little projects such as learning guitar, painting, or even playing with makeup.
To the average person, there's plenty in my life that could be simpler. To me, simple is a pathway straight to hopelessness. I've tried simple, and I've tried "less busy," but clutter is what has worked the best thus far. Simplicity is a nice thought, but it won't ever work for me.
Simplify -Elijah Couch
Have y'all ever had so much homework it was overwhelming? It would be so much simpler and easy to do it when you the assignment. The thing is though you don't wanna do it right then or right when you get home because you just want to chill out. I feel like this almost all the time
It feels like this year the homework has just piled up. Last week was crazy because we had a ton of assignments and they were all due on Friday but the thing is I didn't exactly start those assignments til like Wednesday except for Mrs. Larkin's I had started that the Friday before. I would be so much simpler if I would just take the time to do those assignments the day that they were assigned or at least bits and pieces of them some it wouldn't be so much work. I ain't got nothing better to do, but I just can't seem to bring myself to do it. I would rather sit around for a few days with nothing to do and do it all in one night which sucks rather than take a little time out of every day to do the work. I need to change that. I would be so much less stressed if I did that.
I am going to try me hardest this year to get everything done on time. I'm going to do it the day it is assigned or work on it over a few days if the assignment really big. Homework shouldn't a stressor, it should be a simple thing.
It feels like this year the homework has just piled up. Last week was crazy because we had a ton of assignments and they were all due on Friday but the thing is I didn't exactly start those assignments til like Wednesday except for Mrs. Larkin's I had started that the Friday before. I would be so much simpler if I would just take the time to do those assignments the day that they were assigned or at least bits and pieces of them some it wouldn't be so much work. I ain't got nothing better to do, but I just can't seem to bring myself to do it. I would rather sit around for a few days with nothing to do and do it all in one night which sucks rather than take a little time out of every day to do the work. I need to change that. I would be so much less stressed if I did that.
I am going to try me hardest this year to get everything done on time. I'm going to do it the day it is assigned or work on it over a few days if the assignment really big. Homework shouldn't a stressor, it should be a simple thing.
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