Thursday, December 1, 2011

Ahh How it's great to be back on blogger(:

So.. Oh me oh life.. I hate it, I hate IT, I HATE IT.  Not the poem itself, but the fact that it makes my head hurt.  First I thought maybe he was saying how he can't see his purpose in life and what's the point.  Then I started to really think, maybe he knows his purpose and others don't see theirs, or aren't living up to why they are here and then I couldn't make up my mind. Then I got a migraine.  Ohh goodness and not to mention my essay, what a load of crap.  It sucked so bad.  It was a sad attempt to explain that everyone has a purpose.  Everyone contributes their own chapter to this book called Life.  LAME.. But I can't wait until we start reading 1984(:
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3 comments:

  1. Madeline FieldDecember 4, 2011 at 1:00 AM

    I think it's really interesting that we all took different takes on the poem! I know what you mean by the essay though... I am also looking extremely forward to 1984!!

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  2. Kristine StarihaDecember 4, 2011 at 1:13 PM

    Maybe you are searching to hard for the meaning Sarah... maybe the point is that it exists! :) Just relax when you are writing... try free writing first and turn on some mellow music. It will go better for you.

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  3. Sarah LonieckiDecember 5, 2011 at 9:38 PM

    Music is never any help for me. Haha But I did finally find out what was going on in my head. And finished my essay(:

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