I didn't enjoy reading at all this year. I didn't feel like I could read books I wanted to read. Last year I read fishing magazines and books for my reading log and my teacher was fine with it but this year I felt like I needed to read some book that was given all sorts of awards by the new your times. I don't really care about the use of diction in what I read. No matter how people say things it still means the same thing. So who cares what words you use. But that's just diction... The word cat and the word feline mean the same thing so why not use the one that takes less time to say. I can get every bit of literature I need out of a field and stream magazine and people don't understand that.
To be honest blogging wouldn't be that bad if I had done it and I know I'm an idiot for not doing it. I just didn't feel like it was important for some stupid reason. and now im realizing that 15% of my grade is pretty important. If I could have blogged about fishing magazines then I would have blogged 24/7 but I didn't.
This is basically my freshman year. hopefully I don't fall now cause I've been holding on for about 9 months. This applies to all of my classes especially Spanish and English... I'm just not good with languages. And somehow I have an A in math. I've grown as an individual this year because I haven't gotten in trouble once. I was always the trouble maker. Also going into the second semester all of my grades got way better and I started doing all most of my home work but somehow I still slipped in everything but math and backstage theater.
Next year is going to be different.
