As the title says I'm having 1020 withdrawals already lol. I can't believe most of us might never cross paths again, and now I need to adjust to not needing to think of the class at all, which will most likely include this little class blog as well.... I said in my previous blog that a few of my classmates inspired me, and in the last day I was inspired by another classmate. Seeing someone else go up there and demonstrate their talent, putting it all out there like that, made me want to do the same.
I had three ideas for my presentation, one was an actual topic, one was a personal background story (which I gave a rushed version to Ms. Swan after class), and one was...... singing..... the more I think about it the more I wish I would have done it. Its just that I haven't sung in front of anyone in so long that the thought alone makes me nervous. However, crying over unspilled milk (yes, I said that on purpose) won't get me anywhere and like everyone else all I can do is move on and hope to grow from it.
As this is after the class has ended, no one will probably see this, and this is possibly my last blog as well. So with that said, I'm signing off. This class was an experience I won't forget, bye. (smiles, winks, and waves)
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Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Hmph... I'm Sad...
Warning. This could possibly be very sappy, and with the way I feel right now it could be. I'll try not to be too sappy lol. I've been holding out on making this blog on purpose. It kind of signifies the end of this class, and I don't want it to end, so I didn't want to write it.
Before I go further, I'll give a little background on why I feel the way I do. Through various different circumstances and situations, I've been a shut-in for most of my 21 years, and outside of my big family, I don't know a lot of people. I'm probably the definition of a sheltered child. I generally have nowhere to go, and nothing to do unless I'm watching my little niece. As crazy as this might sound, and I'm not sure how I come across in class, but I'm still getting used to being around people.
It's so many things I want to say, a lot of different emotions I want to express at one time and can't. This class was the reason I tiredly yet happily got up every Tuesday and Thursday morning. I've met so many interesting, different, and friendly people with so many things to say, some of you even inspired me a bit (Including everyone in the room, I know one of you will read this, and I have a feeling 1 of the other main ones will too). In my previous 2 semesters, the general education classes were always very anti-social feeling. No one talks to anyone, and no one knows anything about one another, and in this class it was much different. Having these blogs and the things we've written in them, we know more about each other than 99% of this school ever will, and having a teacher as free-willing as Ms. Swan, as well as the topics brought up by our various guest speakers (ranging from sex, race, religion, poverty, the will to help, and living happily) made everything feel so comfortable.
It was like I had accidentally joined a school club that I originally had no intention of being in, but I was happy to be in it. I wish it was a club, because that would mean we wouldn't have to leave. Thank you Ms. Swan, had you not have been as "unconventional" of an English teacher as you are, this class might not have made the mark on me that it did. To everyone, especially those who are reading this, thank you for..... well... being you (God that sounds cornier than I want it to lol), and even being interested in what I had to say at all enough to click this.
PS. I'm sooooo tired of being single. It isn't fun AT ALL lol.
PPS. I'm hoping this slowly rising bump under my nose will be gone before class Tuesday lol.
Before I go further, I'll give a little background on why I feel the way I do. Through various different circumstances and situations, I've been a shut-in for most of my 21 years, and outside of my big family, I don't know a lot of people. I'm probably the definition of a sheltered child. I generally have nowhere to go, and nothing to do unless I'm watching my little niece. As crazy as this might sound, and I'm not sure how I come across in class, but I'm still getting used to being around people.
It's so many things I want to say, a lot of different emotions I want to express at one time and can't. This class was the reason I tiredly yet happily got up every Tuesday and Thursday morning. I've met so many interesting, different, and friendly people with so many things to say, some of you even inspired me a bit (Including everyone in the room, I know one of you will read this, and I have a feeling 1 of the other main ones will too). In my previous 2 semesters, the general education classes were always very anti-social feeling. No one talks to anyone, and no one knows anything about one another, and in this class it was much different. Having these blogs and the things we've written in them, we know more about each other than 99% of this school ever will, and having a teacher as free-willing as Ms. Swan, as well as the topics brought up by our various guest speakers (ranging from sex, race, religion, poverty, the will to help, and living happily) made everything feel so comfortable.
It was like I had accidentally joined a school club that I originally had no intention of being in, but I was happy to be in it. I wish it was a club, because that would mean we wouldn't have to leave. Thank you Ms. Swan, had you not have been as "unconventional" of an English teacher as you are, this class might not have made the mark on me that it did. To everyone, especially those who are reading this, thank you for..... well... being you (God that sounds cornier than I want it to lol), and even being interested in what I had to say at all enough to click this.
PS. I'm sooooo tired of being single. It isn't fun AT ALL lol.
PPS. I'm hoping this slowly rising bump under my nose will be gone before class Tuesday lol.
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