For English class, I have to analysis a poem. I know what your probably thinking, oohhh poetry, I HATED POETRY. I am so glad I am not you. Well, I did too until I realized how often I listened to poetry. Poetry is in music. Some of the best songs are made by their lyrics which is poetry. Poetry is like a short story. It has a theme and a thesis. However, the plot and thesis aren’t always obvious. But that just leaves more room for you to interrept it and find if you can recognize it today. The poem I was assigned was called The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot. Read it and try it on, mush and mash it. Shift through for meaning. If you still need help checkout this website. http://www.cummingsstudyguides.net/Guides3/Prufrock.html
|The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock|
My birthday is coming up. I am excited but not really excited. My dad will be out of town on my birthday; Mom and I will probably go out to a little restaurant and get a dessert or something. What I am really excited for is the present I asked for. I asked if I could plant a special Cherry Blossom tree to plant in the spring.
I thought I would try out giving an entry from my journal to show you. I have been writing in my journal since December 6th, 2011 every night. It’s just a trial so tell me if you want to hear more or you’re just not interested.
From January 2nd, 2012 11:02 PM
How much goes unnoticed to the human mind? Do we go through life with one eye open? I have been having a trial with myself. I am trying to go through the day being observant and noticing small changes in people. I just saw the new Sherlock Holmes movie. Sitting in the buttery aroma of the dark theatre, I felt inspired. I have always wondered what can be learned about life from simply observing.
Another fictional character that has fascinated me is Alaska Young, from John Green’s hit book, Looking for Alaska. She is impulsive, moody, and a bad ass kind of girl. The true feature that she holds is her spirit. She’s extremely passionate, wild, playful, and unpredictable. She contrasts with my predictable, studious, shy, serious personality. I can’t explain but sometimes I wish I held some of these qualities. Nevertheless, if I have learned only one thing from Alaska Young it is this, I am not going to wish for something I am not. I am either going to do it or just stop wishing. Wishing is for chumps.
This was my art midterm drawing assignment. 1/3 of it needed to be stippled in sharpie, 1/3 in lign design and 1/3 by shading. I think I feel in love with the clock and the stippled portion. I am not to find of the lign design ( left side.) Especially, my grandfathers model airplane which as signifigent importance to me. However, I was running low on time and had to rush. The clock is hands is just after twevle because I wanted to symbolize time after an event. Or maybe that we are only consious after an important moment, never during. What do you think?
For the last 10 days, which is most of my entire winter break I have been stippling away to create this picture. In my art class, my art teacher assigned us to draw mittens or gloves with markers by stippling. The entire class gave a low moan. Stippling is an art technique of making tiny dots and making art out of these dots.