Final

1. I have done a lot of different writings this quarter, I have written a children’s story, a lot of pieces on my own life, and I have also told a lot of stories about other people and things I enjoy as well. When it comes to the journal it is basically a bunch of thoughts and letters to myself, when everything gets overwhelming, I feel like a pencil and paper are the only things I can talk to.

2. I have read my fair share of really cool things, Leanna’s writings were super cool and really descriptive and I loved her scary stories she posted about, I also really liked stories that people wrote about some sadness they were feeling because I wrote stories about stuff like that too, and I don’t know about the rest of them but when I see stories that remind me of how I felt or feel, it makes it feel more normal to not be okay sometimes, and it really is a comforting feeling to know you’re not alone, but with that being said, I hope those kids are not sad anymore.

3. I liked setting up my blog because it is a lot like me in a lot of ways, like with the tie dye and the quotes I put on it, not to mention the stories that inhabit it, all a little piece of me. I came up with the name because everyone calls me “Slagle Bagel”, since I could remember, all through elementary, middle school, and I escaped it for a while here in high school til my friends recently started calling me that more. I think all the people who care to see what I have to say read it, and I hope people that are going through hard times read it so they can see my experiences and the things I learned from them. I would like to say I will continue using it in the future, but I don’t ever get on the internet so I probably won’t, but I know I will definitely still be writing thoughts and feelings down.

4. My journal was something I really enjoyed part of this class, I know I didn’t write in it too often, but writing comes to me when it comes, not very easy when its assigned to write ten different things, which is cool if I had time to do that cause I am sure if I sat down and tried I would have a million different things to write about, but a lot of the time when something happens that I feel I need to write about, I just type it out in my notes really fast on my phone and get it out of my system then. The things that are in my journal are basically a bunch of thoughts, rants, emotions, and letters to myself and others. The people I would want to read my journal are closed minded people that don’t confront their problems or feelings and think everything is positive and there’s no bad in the world and see that there really is bad in the world, not everyone is happy, and comforting it helps, and to say the least, it’s normal. A lot of people push their problems and feelings aside because they are afraid that what they are feeling is not normal.

5. An entry that I never got to put in my journal, just a little thought I was having in class “I have been thinking a lot while I am in ISS. I think about the kids in here that I spend all day talking to and making jokes with and that I actually like and then I realize that as soon as this day is over, we won’t ever talk again. Their younger than me, or their in a different group of friends than I am, or maybe I just don’t seem them in the hall, but even if I did, and even if they saw me, we wouldn’t say Hi, we wouldn’t stop each other in the hall and see what one another is up to this weekend, regardless if we poured out our life story to each other the previous day in ISS.

Rebellion brings people together. Everything and anything that is bad, gives people this bond to each other. Like for a minute, labels don’t matter, and we all screw up sometimes, it reminds us that we are all human and that feels good. In the movie, the breakfast club, they are in detention and they are all from completely different clicks but for this one Saturday morning, no one is better than someone else. They all messed up and they are all spending their Saturday morning paying for it. I think sometimes we just need to remind ourselves that we are only human and everyone messes up and you don’t have to get in trouble or in ISS to realize that by any means. All you have to do is think to yourself when things are getting hard and you feel like everyone understands but you, you just got to let yourself know that it is okay to mess up, perfectly imperfect is the best thing to be.”

6. A paragraph or two from one of my most favorite stories I have ever written, Saving Myself  “I bend down next to my lifeless body and start begging for me to just hang on, and begging god to just please tell my mom I love her, and tell my brother I love him too, and make sure he turns out nothing like me, dear god, please don’t let him turn out anything like me, then something sparks inside of me, for the first time, I felt the will to live, I thought about how I wanted to go home and tell my mom and brother I love them myself, and how I wanted to personally make sure my brother didn’t make the same mistakes as me, and do everything in my power to make sure he didn’t end up like this. As a final attempt to save my life, I leaned over my lifeless body, putting my mouth over mine, inhaling air into my own lungs. I saw as my eyes yanked open…

I bolted up straight in my bed, my heart was racing and I was shaking, but I felt so alive, I felt as if I just took my first breathe of life all over again. I got up and looked in the mirror at myself, and for just a quick moment, I saw everything good I could become, I saw all the good in me, and for once, I couldn’t see any sadness, I couldn’t see all the things I did wrong. I just saw me, and in that moment, I knew I could save myself.”

7. The creative writing I plan to do in the future is to just write a bunch of really good stories and I hope that my stories help people get through whatever it is they are going through.  This does not differ from any writing I have ever done, since I can remember I have been writing stories in hopes that it will help others.

8. MY FELLOW WRITERS. All of your stories were freaking awesome I am sure I didn’t read very many because I just suck like that but I know just from spending these days in class with you that you all of potential and I am sure your stories are just as great as each and every one of you. J

9. This has been a rad senior year and I am glad I got to spend it with everyone in here