Saturday, February 18, 2017

Vocabulary.com

I, personally, am not very skilled when it comes to preserving things of monetary value. Several examples; a playing card I found on the ground worth 450 dollars, my headphones, and my dirtbike. What do these things have in common? I've deemed them all to be in disrepair. They are torn, breaking, and broken, in that order. It is peculiar, one would think that I would better care for something so important to my daily life. But no, I decided to throw my headphones across the room, and implicate them in this process of decomposition. It is a funny life I live.

Poem

Every day it grows stronger.
This maliferous murky mass inside,
That many call Paranoia.

Yet could you not argue,
That it stands to one's benefit
To be suspicious where
Suspicion is merited?

The short response, the late nights out,
Many clues lead me to false trust.
Paranoia is nothing short of a monster,
A gargoyle gorging itself on lies.

I lie in bed and ponder several things.
The explanation is thus:
Jealousy and Paranoia are in cahoots,
In a successfully savage attempt,
At ruining my life.

Personification, Sibilance, Alliteration

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Research Paper Skills

Okay, honestly this research paper was something that had me extremely stressed out. Who knows if I would get the length requirement, or find the right sources, or even know what to write about? One of the things that helped out on this project was the notecard process. I've never thought of doing a paper this way, but it helped so much I can't tell you any other way I would've been able to do it.

Another thing that I knew but didn't appreciate nearly as much as I do know is the outline process. This part of the project was also super helpful and easy because of the amount of information that I put on my notecards. I just transferred the notecard's information onto a word document and it was one and done. I will definitely repeat these steps for any of my projects that come up in the future.

ATDPTI Response #2

One of the best things about this book is reading the reviews. It's really funny how the reviewers twist the way Sherman Alexei uses immature humor. It reminded me that if you want to, you can scratch anything to meet your goals. It's the most common strategy for middle schoolers. You'll say one thing, and immediately they decide you meant something else. It can be annoying, but it's honestly pretty funny to read on the first pages.

There were multiple times, however, when I could see evidence of what they sad. His story is spun with tragedies. Despite this, he manages to alleviate the mood of the story with said immature humor. It's insanely funny, and it isn't cringe-worthy, or anything of that sort.