Formal vs. Informal Dicton

Subsequent to my departure of Friday afternoon, I pondered over my week and considerably, nothing too  stimulative happened. Wednesday was my Grandfather's birthday, so I presume that was the most exhilarating occupant I enjoyed this week. My Grandmother's sister was in town for his birthday and I was very much pleased to see her doing well.

First, my family and I, all journeyed out to dine. The restaurant was not unequivocally elegant enough for my taste, but after all, it was my Grandfather's birthday. There was a superb beverage defined as "strawberry lemonade." This refreshment truly was exquisite with fruity hints of enchantment and delight. Afterwards, we arrived at my residence and seated ourselves for pumkin pie while my grandfather, full of animation, opened his gifts.

I have always treasured being with family and friends on their birthday. The absolute merriment, laughter, and excitement warms my heart. Sparse jubilant moments likewise of this one can make a dreadful week just a slight more bearable.

Writing about Writing

I have always loved to write, except for when I'm forced. I don't like being given an assignment where I write about something I've read or being restricted to only write about certain things that anyone else could write. I know this is a problem because I have to do this in school all the time, but I love writing about fantasy, my thoughts, and my experiences. I like being creative and putting my own twist on things. Because of everything I've said so far, the writing piece that I am most proud of would have to be a story I wrote in elementary school: Cheesy Dorito Chip.

One day in the cafeteria, my best friend was eating Doritos and an idea for a story popped into my childish mind. I later wrote a story where there was a life-size dorito chip whose name was Cheesy Dorito Chip. He and my friend, who was also a unicorn, fell in love. This human's/unicorn's parents didn't like him. There was also someone who my friends and I hated in elementary school, who in fact goes to OHS. He was the villain and kept trying to separate my friend and Cheesy because he loves my friend. Although I believe the first one is the best, there have been a second and third one written. It is an intense series that will keep you page turning for about ten minutes!

Since I was only in elementary school, it wasn't my best word choice or quality, but I am still very proud of it. Not only was it the longest story I had written at the time, 10 pages, it was a story that incorporated my friends in a crazy story that they all loved. My best friend who is one of the main characters loves the story and still talks about it. This silly story is a legacy between my friends and I and we will never forgot about it. I still pull it out sometimes and read it. It always makes me laugh and brings me back to the simple times of my childhood.

Outside Reading- Wuthering Heights

I am reading Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. To be honest, I really don't like this book all that much. I know people who have read it and say it's really good, but it must take awhile to be good if it is. Although, it is starting to pick up. At first, the book was very confusing and I had no idea what was going on; it was just one big blur of unknown characters and actions. I like the mystery to this book. For example, locked sleeping in the haunted room and hearing all these stories about Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliff. Overall, it is hard to focus on reading this book and remembering to write annotations which definately slows me down.

There are many different characters so far. It is sometimes hard at first to decide whether the characters are actually there or just in a story being told or in a journal. For some reason, the book makes you very intrigued to learn about Heathcliff and Catherine. Arcording to the books present, Heathcliff isn't very nice and seems very troubled. Lockwood is told a story about him to try and find out why he is the way he is and makes him and everyone else the characters that they are.

Not too many things come to mind so far to relate to this book, but I can think of a few ways that Wuthering Heights relates to Beauty and the Beast. Once Catherine gets her foot bitten by a dog and stays with the Linton's, she comes back beautiful and with manners. Heathcliff is now like a beast because no one likes him, except Catherine, and no one believes he is worth anything. Even though the book hasn't actually said they were in love, I can tell that they are; just like Beauty and the Beast.

I don't know what all the criteria is for the creative project and am not sure of what I would like to do yet. I really like making posters and putting things together to look very organized, colorful, and creative. I think it would be fun to make some kind of art project to be put up on Mrs. Gilman's wall. I believe that as the story progresses I will get more ideas and actually start to see a full picture of what I want to accomplish.

I hope this book turns out to be as good as what everyone says it would be!

Extending the theme

After reading the assignment for this blog, the thing that came to my mind was being like Scout in the way that I didn't exactly act like a girl. When I was younger, I rarely brushed my hair and thought getting clothes for my birthday or Christmas instead of toys was just plain gross. I hated going to church because I had to wear dumb dresses that my grandma had picked out for me. As I grew older, I eventually loved clothes and became more girly though. My brother is older than me and he won't go on rollercoasters, innertubing, and many other examples. Now, many people probably don't think I am at all boyish because girls will go on scarey rides and things, but I have just always felt not quite as girly as other girls when compared in some ways.

Another way I can relate to To Kill a Mockingbird is my brother and I. We were never exactly as close as Scout and Jem, but we still did things together. Later as the book is progressing, Jem matures, but he gets moody and doesn't want to play with Scout anymore; that definately happened to me. A lot of the time my brother was rude and got mad at me just for talking. He wanted me to leave him alone along with his friends. I couldn't hangout with him at school at all.

The lessons I have learned from To Kill a Mockingbird are that everyone has to grow up sometimes and that being different from everyone else really doesn't matter it's just who you are and you should do what you want to do, even if other people think you should be acting differently.