This is the last time I say this!!!

What i am about to write, has nothing to do with my essay. This is only to make a point, and that is that i don't care what you think about my writings. They are expressed exactly the way that i want them to be expressed, wether or not the persons like what i have to say or not, it doesn't matter to me. My writings are not perfect and are not intended in being looked at as an assignment, they are so much more. They are from the heart and are not meant to be read for correctness. If you only look for errors when your reading what someone has wrote, then you completely missed the entire point. Literature is not meant to be controlled and restricted, but respected and enjoyed.

Example Essay: Love Now?

Love, a four letter word, that is so powerful, yet is not known by most people. It was at one time well known, seen, and expressed, but now it is slowly starting to disappear as the generations pass. Who is to blame? We are.
People say today that they know what love is, but really they just like the idea of it, not the work, sweat or tears. When the going gets rough they run for the nearest exit. As each decade and centuries pass the more we lose the foundations of morals, culture, tradition and of course love. They really mean it when they say that the youth of the future are effected by tommorows actions.If they are not taught the pure essentials of life, how can they pass it on and grow? It is like leaving a plant to plant itself and fend for itself. Sure it makes it self relient, but it will never know the real meaning of love, care, or growth process.
The love depicted in movies and romance novels is not the essence of love. Sex is not love nor is material things, or physical appearence. If that is what your relationship is based on then your realtionship is bound for failure, because beauty fades and so will the amount in your purse. Then all is left is heartache and anger.The real meaning of love is found in a verse in the bible, "...Love is patient, love is kind,...etc", but if that is what love supposed to be then why does what the world thinks is love is really is just GREED, LUST, ANGER, SADNESS, and BLINDED SIGHT, which impairs the individual to see the true meaning of love, because of what they see.
I am not saying that saying that there isn't any love in the world, i am saying that there is a limited supply.A mother and her child, the self sacrifice of one human being for another, the act of forgiviness even though the night before the person stabbed you in the back and the act of kindness, is rarely seen everyday, but is there. The question is will you see it or will you be blinded by the disillusionment of the world and will you strive to carry that love on so that it can be taught, seen, felt and heard? So it can be rembered for future generations and not lost in this crazy, hectic world.
In the end we all have the power to change the world, but do you have the courage and motivation to do so?

What a weekend!!!!

This weekend was probably the worst weekend i have had in a while. It was so boring! All it did was rain, and all i did was work and sleep. I mean what do you do when it is lightning  outside? Usually if you are smart or at least have some common sense you stay inside and since i am a bright individual i stayed inside. I never knew how boring my house was, until i had to stay in there for a long amount of time. So i spent my time watching the most interesting movies i could find and went into an depressive state. I know that there are a lot of  depressing movies, i just didn't know that i owned most of them. I watched so many movies this weekend, that now i don't want to look at my T.V for a while. I hope that you all had a better weekend than me.

I LOVE MUSIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It is amazing how much music means to me. It was like i was born with a pair of headset on. If i don't listen to music for a least one minute each day, i will be in the worst mood. It makes me happy and when i am sad it heals me.
Music today is good and everything but i prefer older music, now don't get me wrong i like all kinds of music, but usually i am either listening to oldies or rap/dance music. Two of my favorite artist are Nat "king" Cole and Frank Sinatra. Those two are probably the best singers of all time. It is sad that most people don't know who they are. That is why i think my generation and the future generations are lost when it comes to music. Most just listen to what is NOW playing rather than what WAS playing. Now, that does not mean that i don't like new hits ,there are some good ones out there,but that doesn't mean that i listen to the new stuff all the time, i like variety.If you listen to one song over and over again then it will get old and becomes an old hit on a dusty shelf, but it shouldn't be that way. Music is just seen as a fad but it is so much more than that, it is like a way of life, that is slowly dying. We have to appreciate music before it becomes something insignificant to our society and slowly starts to disappear. Don't let that happen, it is part of who we our.Every human being has some piece of music embedded in them, but it is their choice to listen to it or ignore. So are you going to ignore it or listen to what it has to say?

The greatest challenges of writing my final Draft!

Writing is something i love,but when it is actually graded i freak out. I feel that everything i write is not good enough and i have to rewrite it over and over again. That was what probably was my greatest challenge in writing my final draft for my English 1101 class. Also i really didn't like having to edit my words, because when i do it is not mine anymore more like a manuals perspective. I dealt with it anyway and rewrote what was incorrect to what i thought was correct, but still my words. I know that we had to do that to learn and did help me reword things to be grammatically correct.

I felt like the blogs were helpful. i liked reading other blogs it helps you to not only read them but it also taught you how to interpret them.I don't like being criticized, but the comments helped me see what i did wrong and what i could do better. I did see however, that some comments on other people's blogs, if read in a certain way might have been more negative than helpful. But that is up to that person who is reading the comment . It might have just been me. Overall i think that the blogs helped me to be able to write and express myself better. I have only one suggestion that when commenting on the blogs, i think you should be more helpful than critical. You don't want to make people afraid to write, you just want to help them write better.

Tuesday Morning

I was in a rush already that morning and not in the greatest mood. I did not want to be late for school but it looked like i was going to be. It was finally time for me to make a turn onto my exit. I was trying to move quickly past the other cars, but it seemed like everyone had all the time in the world to go 25 miles per hour. After what seemed like an hour of driving ( only Five minutes have went by), I turned into the first entrance to my Macon State. There was a car in front of me that was making a left turn, obviously that person was late too, but little did they know that they were soon going to slam on breaks. A dozen geese were making their way across the road, blocking that person from going on their way. I watched as the last of them were slowly waddling across the road.I was glad that the person in front of me was patient, they waited until the last geese went across the road then ,they went on their way. I laughed to myself how simple life must be for them, Not a care in the world, just wanting to get to across the road.
It made my day better and i thank those geese for making me realize to slow down and enjoy the little things in life no matter how small they might be.
( The weird thing was, some how i got to class on time with Five minutes to spare.)

The day i stepped into the Garden of Eden

There was three days left on my two week vacation to Italy and Greece. I did not want to get up
that morning at six-thirty, but i told myself that i would probably never get to do this again. We were going on an excursion in Turkey that we picked the day before. It was a tour of Ephesus and the supposed burial spot of the Virgin Mary. I thought that it was just going to be a pile of ruins but i was wrong.
As we walked down the pier, we passed the usually gift shops and restaurants, but it seemed so empty. I know that it was in the morning ,but i have never seen a place so deserted. It was supposed to be a popular coast town, bot if you got a good look at the outskirts of town you would be surprised at what you saw. it was like a dessert and even though it had a coast, the land appeared lifeless and in despair. The bus ride seemed to take forever, but as we were going up the spiraling mountain, appeared what looked like wildlife and vegetation. It was like we were going to a hidden paradise. The bus finally stopped and the doors opened. At first I thought that i was seeing a mirage, but it was really there. If there ever was a place to describe this place it is the Garden of Eden. It was like we were on another plant. I have never seen so many beautiful trees and flowers that seemed immortal. I took a deep breathe and could smell the purity of the air.I knew this was a holy place.
They took us down a cemented path that lead us to a small chapel. Inside lay what appeared to be a stone sculpture that looked like the Virgin Mary. Natural light came through the stained glass windows like a spotlight and it seemed peaceful. I was in shock. How could there be a place like this in a land so barren and restless? I was surprised to see different religious leaders in the chapel. It was like they really felt that she was a holy person and respected her. At that moment everyone in the room had one thing in common and that was respect for a woman that had done so many wonderful things.
Most people would probably overlook a place like this, because of its hidden layout, but i am glad that i got to see it. I will always remember it and the way I felt that day. Through this journey i learned what most people learn when they get older, and that is that things are not always what they seem to be and if you follow down a path unknown you are bound to find something amazing. You just have to take chances to experience the wonderful things in life