Senior Year... Oh Good Golly

Is it sad I need a break already? I'm Pooped with a capital P! We haven't even gotten into the real work in College English and I slowing down! Think about it though... we're pretty much down with senior year... weird right? Soon when we do have more assignments to worry about time will be flying by! As ready as I am to graduate I can't help wanting time to slow down just a little bit! Well I'm sorry to get all nostalgic on you but I really had nothing else to blog about and it was on my mind. All I can say is I hope our senior year doesn't go as cheesily as "Glee's" senior year. To my friend that know I'm an off and on watcher- consider me out once again. Boring.

Clueless but not mindless...

After looking at the calendar for college english, i discovered that the bibliography paper is due friday.  much to my dismay, I am at a loss of how to accomplish this.  Does anyone else remember or know how to do a bibliography?

Screw it, its google time

...bibbbs

uhhh ... bibliographys are due friday and i feel sooo behind i wonder if the rest of my group has done all of theirs.. im going to try to do most of the research tonight and then ill just turn in my reserch with the rest of my groups... hopefully?

Bibliography?

So is the Controversial Issue bibliography due on friday?
cause oh man, I need to cracking on that if it is.

o me o life essay results

welll ,i got an 8 not that anyone reallly cares but yeah i have to say im not to disconent by it , i of course want a 10 but i wasnt even expecting that because i had just written the essay the whole night before just writing , no planning or proof reading after i had written it (sorry mrs.stariha) i was in a rush but next time ill follow the draft planning steps more. lol but that shows me that if i had taken the extra time an planne dit more i could have at least been an 9 or mayybe even 10 and with all her helpful tips im sureee if i work hard enough my writing will reach the level i want.

.. you wake up 50 years later

.. waking up i feel around me , the bed feels the same but as i slowly open my eyes i have no recognition of my surroundings, the room i once held dear and grew up in is now turned into a all glass room looking out onto a city that looks a science fiction movie, i pinch myself hoping its a dream but i am dissapointed to realize it is all reality, as i slowly get up i look at my self in the reflection of the glass windows and see myself in a form i dont recognize, i am old and wrinkly, i start to wonder how i ended up this way as i walk around my room i try racking my brain for what happened before i went to sleep for which seems like 50 years, as i walk around i see a box under my bed, i quickly crouch down and pull it out from under my bed, as i lift the top off it i see pictures and medical reports of myself i assume; i look throough the picture and am horrified by what i see, it slowly starts coming back to me, the last thing i remember was getting in a car crash and being rushed to the hospital, i look at the pictures, there are gashes all over my face and body & a huge dent on the side of my head with a large cut going through it i am covered in blood, i reach up and i feel the scar, i can remember the crash more clearly now, as i continue reading i realize i must have been in a coma, theres a picture of my mom and friends crying next to my bed, it says they pulled the plug 50 years ago , im confused, how am i still alive... is this heaven ... hell? ilook again and see a scientific release form for my body for a new experimentation which apparently they were looking for a way to reconstruct a human and bring life into it.. now i feel like frankenstein ... but i look normal... this is crazy , i walk outside to get a breath of fresh air and take in all of this jaw dropping information and begin to explore the new world around me..

Stariha Dearest.....

My beloved Ms. Stariha,

I would like to inquire of you why you have not yet sent to my electronic mail box an essay that I have written about Walt Whitman's poem "O Me! O Life!" Of course it is not the essay that I desire, for I already have that tucked away withing my electronic archives. What I covet, you see, is the wonderful commentary you have made in response to reading my work.

If you would be so kind as to contact me in reference to the status of the essay previously mentioned, I would be much obliged.

Thank you for your time.

Your ever loving student,

Laura Persenaire (and I assume Brianna Sterken As well)

1984

I'm really liking this book. At first it was hard to get past the first couple pages but then it started to grab my attention more. Now I can't wait to really get into it!(:

it might work now....

So maybe it isn't blogger.com that is freaking out... it might be my computer... I sure hope so!
(I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL NEXT HOUR)