A- 14/25% I give myself this mark because my attendance in class is almost very good I am usually always on time and I have only been away once or three times and I still manage to get my work done usually. I always tweeted every single time for the play in conversations I always listen but never take part in them. My behaviour is very social but I can still focus on work.
B- 10/25% I chose 10 because I really started slacking off in my assignments, I tried getting them all done last minute and the first few assignments I managed to get done right away. I still need to get a few things done!
C- 17/25% On this section I think the quality of my assignments were good but not great I could have been more creative by making videos instead of doing work on paper for example when we had to write about our lit terms. I do put my fill effort in in group works except for when I work alone or when things get in the way. Compared to other classmates I think my work is the same as them but I could still do better.
D-14/25% I think when it comes to commenting I try but I should do it as much as Sukhleen does for example, its hard to go on every single post on everyone blog. For the shakespeare play I tweeted a lot for my character and when it came to class discussions I did not really take any part in it or say my opinion but I still listened.
Wednesday, 6 November 2013
Healthy & Dysfunctional Relationships
An example of a healthy relationship in the story is Mercutio and Romeo. They have a bond that is more then friendship, its a brotherly bond they care for each other and look out for each other, they protect one another. Mercutio is always advising Romeo with everything that he has troubles with girls, fights etc. For example when Tybalt wants to fight Romeo, Romeo backs down but Mercutio sticks up for him and fights on Tybalt, he dies. Romeo will never forget him and the action he did for him.
An example of a dysfunctional relationship would be Lady Capulet and her daughter, Juliet may be her daughter but she could care less about her. Lady Capulet is not a mom to Juliet at all, she does not care about her feelings, her dislikes and likes, or even know anything really about her. The only mother figure in Juliets life is the nurse. Lady Capulet only cares about alchohal, partying, herself and what everyone thinks about her family because she is bossed around by Capulet. Juliet is not any different her mother might be hard to bare but she hates her so much, her hatred for her mom drives her the thought they will never be a normal family. Which is an a example of a dysfunctional relationship.
Tuesday, 5 November 2013
Lady Capulet's view on Love
The word love does not really mean much to Lady Capulet because she never gets any from her husband, he does not care about her feelings or what she thinks. Their marrige was basically a business arrangement. Love requires to care for one another, to feel one another, love is emotion its the best feeling ever and she does not know what that feeling is like with her husband or anyone else in the house because the Capulets just care about what other people think about them, they're selfish and Capulet always wants everything to run his way. He bosses her around gives her money and nice things but he never shows her love. Love is emotional, physical and social because it is expressed in more then one way. Lady Capulet and Capulet never have heart to heart conversations about their daughter, its always what he wants for her to make them look good thats not love at all !
Monday, 4 November 2013
INTERM
For interm report I think that my attendance is very good, I know I do not get my work done on time but I still comment on everyones blog posts and wiki page. It is hard to work in class because of distractions and wifi problems but sometimes I try to manage to get work done.
RELATIONSHIPS
How Is Your Heart? by Charles Bukowski
This poem relates to the realtionships theme because the relationship that Charles has is with himself in this poem, describing a realtionship between himself and his feelings what he experiences and goes through. He also is very descriptive of others around him and their relationships, he is very aware of the society and people and things going on around him.
To a Stranger by Walt Whitman
This poem by Walt Whitman to a stranger, which is the most relatable poem to the theme because he is talking about someone else which describes him as a very observant person especially in the line where he says "
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me, as of a dream,)" you can tell he looks at him or her and automatically starts a relationship with that person even if that person knows he does not exist. Its a ghostly relationship between the two.
Relationships are one of the most important keys in life, without any relationship in life you have no experience at all. Relationships with your parents, siblings, friends, boyfriends/gilrfriends, teachers, coaches or anyone at all are very important. Relationships are also very hard to maintain, they can get very emotinal and very complicated. Then there are those simple business relationships you have where are strictly business not social or included with any emotions. I love my relationship with my family and friends because they have a huge impact on my life, but some relationships with your friends can be temporary, whereas with your parents you know it will last a long loving time. My tattoo for example "La Familia" is related to family because they are alwats by your side through thick and thin and you can count on them always, in relationships family is first!
Tuesday, 17 September 2013
What Its Like To Be A Teenager.
What its like to be a teenager? Its a rollercoaster that ends in four years. It takes you up and down a lot, but you'll be done with it soon. Highschool is a time where you find our who you are what career you want to pursure and educate yourself, but its also a time where you socialize with people, learn whos fake and whos real around you. I learned to keep my circle of friends small and not to trust many around me, the fake friend who hugs you can be you enemy's mask. Highschool is so hard when it comes to work aswell it all gets overwelming and stressful everyones telling you what to do what to be and you start being more and more independant. As a teenager our harmones are all over the place and we don't know what we're doing because of all the crap around us and we choose to deal it in different ways. What also sucks about being a teenager is everyone who peer pressures you, friends, family others around you and it sucks because you get judged too most of the time. One mistake or twenty throughout school an your living with it for the rest of your life, being a teenager f****** sucks and I can't wait till highschool is over.
Wednesday, 11 September 2013
The-Third floor bedroom.
I walked upstairs. Third floor. As cold and frightened I was that night, it got worse by the minute! Topping that off, I was alone.
"Bye honey we'll be back on Friday!" My mom yells as she drove off with my dad and two sisters. They went on a little family vacation, as for me I had some studying to do, being in grade 12 and all. As pumped as I was having the whole house to myself, I wasn't really the type to throw parties and such, I never was. My house was pretty chilly that Tuesday evening and I couldn't bare it. My room was on the second floor with my sister's and my parent's bedroom was on the third. I never really went up there unless there was laundry or mom wanted me to clean their room, since I was alone I thought to myself why not spend it up there, their bedroom was a master delight. All of a sudden I walked up the stairs and tripped, BOOM! I drop all my books and the power goes off! scared as hell I turn on my phone and my flashlight app, I grabbed my books and went off to the room. I lit a candle and worked away, distracted by the choice of wallpaper my parents had picked. Background vines and white doves sure is much more calm to be in rather than my multi-coloured room! My house got really cold and I couldn't even turn the heat on because I had no power, I wonder how long it was going to be like this, I just went along with it even though I had shivers going to the bathroom or freezing up in one position because I had thoughts of a presence watching me. I studied for a good three hours and finally could to whatever I wanted although with the power out and shitty weather, there wasn't much to do. I was tired anyways and decided to call it a night, hoping tomorrow the power will come back on. I rested my head onto the pillow, shut my eyes until I figured that the window was open. I had no recollection of opening any windows, as cold as it was why would I? I tripped hard. I was too scared to get up and close it, I knew I should though. As I was about to, I heard noises of someone walking or breathing very loud and clear, I froze. A million thoughts ran through my head.. Did someone break in? Is my house haunted? What's happening? I don't know. I said to myself, "Stop thinking, use your common sense and do something now. GO!" I unfroze and turned on the flashlight from my phone again I looked out my neighbor was just fixing the streets power line! DAMN IT. I TRIPPED HARD. Silly me, my mind can scare me with so many made up imaginary thoughts, my power came back and what a night that was.
"Bye honey we'll be back on Friday!" My mom yells as she drove off with my dad and two sisters. They went on a little family vacation, as for me I had some studying to do, being in grade 12 and all. As pumped as I was having the whole house to myself, I wasn't really the type to throw parties and such, I never was. My house was pretty chilly that Tuesday evening and I couldn't bare it. My room was on the second floor with my sister's and my parent's bedroom was on the third. I never really went up there unless there was laundry or mom wanted me to clean their room, since I was alone I thought to myself why not spend it up there, their bedroom was a master delight. All of a sudden I walked up the stairs and tripped, BOOM! I drop all my books and the power goes off! scared as hell I turn on my phone and my flashlight app, I grabbed my books and went off to the room. I lit a candle and worked away, distracted by the choice of wallpaper my parents had picked. Background vines and white doves sure is much more calm to be in rather than my multi-coloured room! My house got really cold and I couldn't even turn the heat on because I had no power, I wonder how long it was going to be like this, I just went along with it even though I had shivers going to the bathroom or freezing up in one position because I had thoughts of a presence watching me. I studied for a good three hours and finally could to whatever I wanted although with the power out and shitty weather, there wasn't much to do. I was tired anyways and decided to call it a night, hoping tomorrow the power will come back on. I rested my head onto the pillow, shut my eyes until I figured that the window was open. I had no recollection of opening any windows, as cold as it was why would I? I tripped hard. I was too scared to get up and close it, I knew I should though. As I was about to, I heard noises of someone walking or breathing very loud and clear, I froze. A million thoughts ran through my head.. Did someone break in? Is my house haunted? What's happening? I don't know. I said to myself, "Stop thinking, use your common sense and do something now. GO!" I unfroze and turned on the flashlight from my phone again I looked out my neighbor was just fixing the streets power line! DAMN IT. I TRIPPED HARD. Silly me, my mind can scare me with so many made up imaginary thoughts, my power came back and what a night that was.
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