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Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Fake twitter bio

Music lover and player, psychology apprentice, gaming guy, nerd like nobody's watching, hardware store guy, looking for mental sanity, never lost and always confused, never spicy always sour, hungry, Ille tigris ut sciurus.

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Review

This semester was ok for me as a writer. I feel like it was not entertaining. Now I know it's not supposed to be but my writing is better when I am excited for it or it's freestyle. I'm a good writer usually. I have been writing since I knew how, but when I get a prompt or something like that I tend to get bored and not care about what I write. That was what this semester was to me. I did not enjoy writing anything I didn't want to present I just didn't care. I feel like the only good writing were ones where you just had to have some specific words in them while the rest of it was freestyle. I did try to follow my goals and do my best but I feel like I could have done much better. This semester was ok but I wish it was better.

Quote essay on curious incident

"You see but you do not observe." Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
The significance of the quote is that it says people often look around and see things but not pay attention to this detail. For Christopher, he can see things no one else can physically but he cannot fill in the blanks. For other characters in the book, they cannot see what Christopher see's, they only glance. These are some examples of the quote from the book.

Christopher had to be told specifically what happened to his mother. When Christopher runs into Ms.Shears, she eventually tells him that his mother had an affair with Mr.Shears. She tried being discrete about it saying that they "saw each other" or "liked each other" but Christopher did not understand. Eventually she said that they had an affair. In a way Christopher saw what she was saying but did not observe it.

Later on Christopher discovered some letters addressed to him from his mother that were recent. The letters said that she was with Mr.Shears and they lived in London. When Christopher read this he thought this was a mistake. He thought that she was another Christopher's mother and not his. Then when he read on he discovered that it was his own mother. He saw the letters but did not make the connection between them.

Christopher can often see what no one else does. Because of his Aspergers he likes to study his surroundings. He can tell if a telephone pole has new scratches on it immediately as soon as he sees it. The other characters do not see this they just see a telephone pole. They do not take in their surroundings all they do is look at them. The people see but do not observe.

All of this is true in real life too, this is not just fiction it is truth. In an average day most people just glance at life and don't take the time to really observe and study their life. We have become so absorbed in technology, social media, and work. There is little time cut out in our day to just stop and take in the world around us. If we did we could be more aware of economic, geographic, and national issues. We could actually make a significant difference in the world instead of being a sheep in the herd. It is true that we see but do not observe.

Writers craft

I heard him talking at the seat next to me. We were on a bus going down the metropolis highway. Traffic was slow and I was tired. The boy was about 7 years old. Red hair, freckles, and very short. He was whispering. At first it sounded like nonsense. There was no one around to listen to him. He wasn't in a conversation. But yet he was saying something. I listened in closely.
"Red car, school bus, helicopters, lion, bridge, death." Over and over he said those words.
 I thought nothing of it, he probably was one of those special needs kids. I looked out the window. It had began to rain. The honking of horns and the sounds of engines filled my ears. Then something caught my eye. I looked at the next lane and saw a bright red civic. This was weird.
"It probably means nothing." I thought.
At that same moment the child spoke those words. I looked at him confused and awkwardly.
"How did he do that?" I thought and again he said it.
 I was starting to get creeped out. The eerie sound of laughter crept into my ears. I looked back out and saw a school bus pass by. My eyes widend.
"This isn't real." I thought.
Once again he spoke my thoughts. Then I heard a helicopter overhead.
"What the hell?" I thought and once again the child spoke it.
I looked at him. He gave me a curious look.
"Lion, bridge, death." He chanted.
"What is wrong with you?" We said in unison.
He pointed behind me. I looked and saw a statue.
"Oh my god." I said in disbelief.
I barely hear him say it this time. I looked again we were going over a bridge.
"Death." He said.
"Oh my god he got it all right we are going to die." I thought.
And yet again he spoke my thoughts. Fear was over taking me. I could barely grasp my situation. My heart pounded, sweat dripped down my face, this was too much I had to get out.
"LET ME OUT!" I yell.
The bus screeches to a stop and the doors open. I start running down the isle and all I hear is "death." Being changed over and over getting faster and faster as I approach the door. I run outside and the bus starts moving. I look as they go into the distance. Nothing happens. Maybe he was wrong? The bus was still there and nothing happened. I stood there realizing how stupid I was listening to a child. Then I had a thought creep up to me. What if it was my death? I look behind me and see the word MAC right in my face. Then it all goes black.

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

This week

In my opinion I have liked writing this week. It was some creative writing I could really get into and enjoy. I feel like I could have done more to improve it but in all aspects it was an ok piece. I think we should do more of these types of freestyle writing, they let you go and make anything from your imagination rather than an essay or prompt. I tried to use more vocabulary and tried to expand my word usage. This has been a good week for me.