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Tuesday, June 3, 2014


It's less than 72 hours until I graduate from high school (I now have a countdown app on my phone #app4everything), and I feel as if school will resume next week.  I don't feel any differently, but I do believe in the notion that I should feel differently because what I consider to be a big life milestone is about to happen.  Maybe it's one of my mind's coping mechanisms, a way to avoid the string of emotions that precede and follow a big life moment like this.  Family members are starting to arrive to support me, but it still isn't "sinking in." Maybe it never will...

Monday, June 2, 2014


     I step into a classroom with CD cases on one wall and graffiti on another.  My first impression is that this room looks more like a performing and visual arts classroom rather than one where English Literature and Composition is taught.  I was a skeptic when the year first started.  You're giving me the freedom to control my education in this class? Yeah, right.  How will other students not take advantage if the situation? 
     I guess I should have had a little more faith in humanity, something that actually changed with this blog called Restoring Faith in Humanity that I discovered during a period of independent learning. My opinion about my classmates and my faith in humanity continued to be change as recent as last week as I noticed a common theme of helping others physically (physical therapy and Bless You bags), psychologically (inspirational comics and graphic novels as well as tools to be well prepared for high school on blog called ClassyU), and socially (the warrior zone and increasing school pride). I was going under the assumption of a childhood book that told children "If you give a mouse a cookie, he'll want a glass of milk," when I first began this class.  
     I can't speak for others about taking advantage of the classroom situation, but I can speak for myself.  I would be lying if I said that I was never tempted, but part of contributing an opinion to what we want for the structure and curriculum of the course is feeling a sense of obligation afterwards to fulfill the demands we made in class and follow through with what we say.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014


Here's the link to the prezi that went along with my masterpiece presentation.  I wanted to provide some visuals to all of the talking that I am going to be doing.

Monday, May 5, 2014

A Little Inspiration Never Hurt Anyone

Two things, a video and an article, inspired me this weekend: one source I found on my own, and one source was shared on Facebook.

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Procrastination, why do we do it?
This article attempts to provide a reason and a solution.

Sunday, April 13, 2014


     The most important decisions in life are sometimes the hardest ones.  People focused on the past will imagine the life they could have had if they had chosen or done something different when given the option.  I believe that I am at a crossroads.  It may not be a Should or Must crossroads as the article mentions, but an important crossroads just the same.
     Robert Frost's poem "The Road Not Taken" has been on a loop in my mind for the last week as the college decision deadline grows closer and closer.  I can relate to it more now as "one traveler" who "stood and looked down one as far as I could to where it bent in the undergrowth."  Robert Frost chose the Must road, a road "less traveled by."  I think I know which road I want to chose, but I am unsure if it is truly the Must road, or a Should road that I have convinced myself is a Must road.
     If I could, like I imagine most people would, I would attempt to turn around and would prefer not to look at the crossroads, not to commit to travel one way over the other.  However, one way traffic on life's main streets prevents me from avoiding hard decisions like the one I am faced with, and even no decision can be counted as a decision.