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{May 8, 2009}   The end of our class

Last year I never expected to learn so much from such great people, nor did I expect to be in college.  I have surprised myself and many others this past school year.

This is the first class I didn’t want to end.  I have had a lot of great teachers throughout my college experience, but never the combination of such great classmates and an amazing teacher.  As I spend time thinking about it, I don’t think this will ever happen to me again.  

I have learned a lot from all of you.  Even though you are not all teachers, I have learned a lot from just listening to the different points of view that you all have.  

I must give props to my group members for being so great, and just fabulous to work with.  Even though sometimes I was told how much some of my writing sucked,  I’m glad we were able to be honest with each other rather than just saying, “oh it’s fine.”  I think we were the ones that had the most fun, made the most noise, and enjoyed the whole process, well almost.  

As for all the other class mates, that were in the class, some of you I didn’t get to know.  Unfortunatly Travis was not one of the ones I didn’t get to know (Just kidding).  Though I never talked to half of you, I still felt that class was enjoyable with all of you.  

Well yeah, I’m sad this has had to come to it’s end, but we all know what they say about good things.  Just so that I can say it again, I am truly grateful that I was able to be in this class with all of you.  Thanks to all of you



SO I was confused about what a free blog was… and I guess it ment I had to post something, so here I go! trying to make up for my stupidity!!!  

 

So being that this is a free blog,  I am going to talk about food, and the, acording to me, “strange behavior of people with food”.

 

I have met a lot of people thoughout my life, famous people, writers, and so on and so forth, but not one of them has hated food.  Though I’ve never met anyone who hates it, there are a few people in my life that are sort of weird about it. 

Throughout my life I’ve always been one of those girls that eats what she wants, whenever I want, and I burn it off as fast as I want.  As weird as it may sound,  there have been some people who stopped being my friend because of it.  

It’s always been weird to me how people act about food.  When girls go out on dates they eat small bites, and order small meals, but when they get home and eat that’s a different story… Unless they are on a diet or something.  There were two full grown men, who were not homeless might I add, that were fighting over a sandwitch in a park…..  I had a little kid take my chips from me and run, that I didn’t even know!  Oh an then you have the cal. counters like my sister who won’t eat chocolate because it’ll make them fat… My sister is so weird that she even put one of my dogs on a diet while I was on a trip, he looked half dead by the time I got back!   

Why is it that people act so weird, strange, or stupid around food I don’t know, but to all the normal eaters who read this, thank god there are some of you out their.



{April 30, 2009}   A mystery of words.

I have always wondered if I’m the only one in this world that believes that words say more than what they mean.  Really, you can say dozens of things through just one sentence, phrase, or ever a quote.  One statement can mean a certain thing in the context of one conversation, and something completely different in another.  

It’s always confused me how different things can be precived depending on tones, context, and in writing, even fonts.  Though this has always been a mystery to me,  I have found myself studying different ways of saying thing, many times.  

The most amusing thing, for me, is how something without words at all can say so much more than just a sentence.  Just like the saying “For every picture there’s a thousand words”, or atleast that’s how I think it goes, whoever said that is unknown to me.  Even though I can rarely find a thousand words hiden in a picture,  it is sure that more is expressed than could be by anything else.  

Well I figure that I am just rambling,  I just thought it’d be nice to randomly write about something random.  Thanks for reading my ramble, After all, I wouldn’t even want to read it.



{April 7, 2009}   blog

Our new project is most likely going to be the most unique one I have ever done.  This is the first time, sense I’ve been at Red Rocks, that a professor has encouraged the extentsion of a privious draft for the final.  At first when Courtney told us about this project, I thought she was kidding.  But obviously she wasn’t.   It may not seem it, being my less perky behavior, but it seems like fun.  It seems as i it’ll be much more simple than the norm.

I guess sometimes professors give you projects to get you out of a bubble, in this case, the bubble to style.  There are hundreds of ways to write a good papers, but most of us stick to one way because it’s what we normally do and more commonly because it’s what we are good at!  In my opinion, that is what this who things about!

Also I think that this project is intended to be fun, and exciting! The readers should be able to read it and say “They enjoyed writing this paper.” That is what I believe our professor is looking for!  

That’s all I got for today, I think I made 200 words, sweet! It’ll be fun.



{March 10, 2009}   Song

Over the past few years, I have lost time to just sit and listen to music, so when I was given this assignment, I didn’t really know what to do it on, or in other words, which song to pick.  The thing is that as a 15 year old college student, you don’t really have time to listen to music and understand it, if you want to keep your social life a good grades that its.  So I’m going to try to wing with, but if it doesn’t go well, I’m sorry.

Somehow, throughout my few years of life, I have come to know people who have been able to create amazing music!  Jack’s Mannequin is one such band that creates songs that have deep and strong meaning, but it seems that all of their listeners get something different out of each song.  

Their song At Full Speed has to be my favorite of piece of music that they have ever written.  This song, is the most meaningful song to me, and I always seem to come back to it when I’m sad or wondering what the right thing to do in difficult situations is.  

It tells me the truth about lies, and that everyone works harder to hide what they have done or said in some way.  This song has very calming and well composed.  My favorite statement that this song says is “The darker the secret the harder you keep it But it’s no victory Always running away like I do”.  

I guess I think that it’s just a wonderful piece of music, and the only one I can think of that has strong meaning.  But just because I love it doesn’t mean anyone else will, so you don’t have to listen to it, but I recommend it.



{February 25, 2009}   My Dream house

When I was a child, there were always crazy things, which my mind created, about a dream house.  Though I know I most likely will never have my silly old house from my imagination, being that it’s the only one to have ever existed within the dreams throughout my memories, it is the one you will read about.  

As a child, my imagination would take me to this place when I was scared or sought peace.  I remember over grown grass, millions of undiscovered flowers, huge trees, and strange creatures lurking about; this yard might be illegal, but like I’d be the one to care. The sound of fluent water would run through the air,  and the pitter patter of rain would echo from a distance.  A place of emptiness, mystical creatures, and most importantly, adventure.

The house itself was built of large grey stones, up to the dark, yet colorful, sky.  It was huge, I never planned on living in it, but rather spending hours searching for an adventure somewhere within.  Hundreds of rooms, and even more windows, some broken, others complete.  Creaking, wooden floors that were almost to old and rotten to talk on, some even in-caved.  Levels and levels of mystery, waiting to be discovered in my own world, with my rules, and my imagination.  The only place I could escape to when I was scared that someone else would hurt me or that someone else would pass on to another life.  It was my freedom, my dream, and my creation.



{February 17, 2009}   Blood Diamond

One of the most inspirational movies I have ever seen is blood diamond. This movie shows events that happen constantly in the continent of Africa. Though it is not based on a true story, the events which it shows truly have happened, and continue to happen today.

Most people do not know what people in Africa go through or the large amounts of murders that happen to innocent people there.

All though is movie is sad, it has had a such a huge impact on my that after watching it I won’t let someone buy me anything with real diamonds on it, because of the suffering people go trough to get them. Yes I have a few necklaces that are real, but I won’t accept another one because I watched that movie.

For those who haven’t watched it I strongly recommend it, sorry for not going into details about it, but I don’t want to ruin it for anyone. Wonderful film, absolutly check it out



{February 10, 2009}   Reading writing

When thinking of what I should base my writing about for our class, many thoughts came to mind.  Most of them about how much I hate reading, and why it’s understandable for me!  Many times I found my self searching for an idea of current events, and what they had to do with this topic.  

I couldn’t understand my complex mind setting on this topic, why everything was about now, rather than the past.  Soon my mind started wandering what I had already done, and the point in time that I enjoyed reading, rather than despised it!  It seemed almost as if memories that were forgotten came back to me.

It’s funny how I truly forgot my love for reading, the constant searching around the house for something new to read! Yet I had lost all memory of it; how this even happens, I am unaware.  

Now I remember always being the one who the teacher called on to read, and the kid who also enjoyed it.  Everyday I would wake up and while my sisters would watch T.V. on weekends, I’d be reading Dr. Sues and whatever else was in the house, even my dad’s law books.

By second grade my good memories of reading faded, just like my vision.  I couldn’t see, or comprehend that my vision was faulty.  My teacher would constantly yell at me because I could read, it was imposable for me. 

After I grew older, somehow my vision was regained, but my skills were behind.  By the time I had back what I’d once lost, it seemed pointless to me, trying to learn something that should already be known.  

My topic for this paper was very difficult to come up with, or at least if I didn’t want to be negative.  So I guess my point is, if you can’t find what you’re looking for in the present or the future, look in the past, there’s always something to learn from what has already happened.



{February 3, 2009}   First Drafts

      Millions of good writers start their pieces with first drafts.  These drafts are what they use to build up ideas. Most people who have writen, have used this form of writing atleast once.

  Anne Lammot’s essay “Shitty First Drafts”  explains more into depth how these drafts are so important.  She reminds other writers why a first draft is useful and how it can improve your writings.

  If you were to never edit your first draft paper, there would probably be numerous mistakes.  The problem with not having more than one draft is that even though you may have checked it once, sometimes there are still mistakes in the paper.

  Almost every writing I have ever done has always had a first draft.  I have never given my professors one of these, for the reason of mistakes.  My papers normally have hundreds of grammer usage, spelling, and confusing statement issues. 

  I have found that if I check my work a few times it always turns out much better.  Throughout many writing experiences, my work was always worse when I only checked it once.

  To this every day I tend to write about 18 drafts before I turn in my first draft to my professors. 

It is always a good Idea to be safe.  Remeber, the bright way is the right way.



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