Dear Essay and Research Paper (whom I have to deal with every semester because I am obliged to cooperate with for the sake of my future),
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Darn you English class. You were never a favorite.
Writing has never been my best friend. I am more of a visual person. I like pictures and numbers. Words to me are a pain in the butt. There are a bunch of times when words annoys the crap out of me. “I am motivationally deficient.” For the love of . . . why can’t you just say you’re lazy? And why do professors--especially biology professors--say so much mumbo jumbos? Why can't they just simply everything down? That way students will actually learn, not have a hard time, and maybe even enjoy the class.
Anyways back to writing...
Writing has never been my best friend. I am more of a visual person. I like pictures and numbers. Words to me are a pain in the butt. There are a bunch of times when words annoys the crap out of me. “I am motivationally deficient.” For the love of . . . why can’t you just say you’re lazy? And why do professors--especially biology professors--say so much mumbo jumbos? Why can't they just simply everything down? That way students will actually learn, not have a hard time, and maybe even enjoy the class.
Anyways back to writing...
This will be very, very easy for my to say; I will never love you. Ever since we met, both of you made me feel very uneasy. Everything ya'll do just makes me want to yank out all of my hair. Ya'll gave me NOTHIN' but pain, anger, and stress.
Essay! Oh how dare you ruin my grade in this class! You and I, will never have chemistry. We do not bond. We do not enjoy each others company. We are not meant to be together.
And Research Paper—Oh Research Paper!--you will never ever be the cheese in my macaroni! We will never get a long, as you always put me in strain; more strain than what Essay gives me. Especially at the fact that you always want to stick around longer to purposely suffer me with your darn seven page crap. Oh dear, your presence alone has the higher chance of making me fail my class.
But I wrote this letter to both of you as I have something to confess. I have found the one. The perfect writing tool. His name is Blog. The one that accepts all of my impurfecktions. He does not care about my grammar and my spehlings. He lets me type as much as I want; short or long. He lets me express anything; any topic that I would like to say instead of limiting me with prompts. He adores me creativity. He likes different types of format. IM FREE TO DO WHATEVER I WANT! And because of that, Blog showed me the fun way to enjoy writing. I will continue writing with Blog. Because of him, I don't hate writing as much anymore. I can actually improve my own writing in a way that I enjoy.
I'm glad that Professor Gross introduced me to Blog. I've seen Blog many times but never really paid attention to him; I simply ignored him because I had no interest, not even a tiny bit. If Professor Gross never forced or encouraged me to write with Blog, then I would probably still hate writing with a passion.
I am sorry to say that you both, Essay and Research Paper, were not able to satisfy me the way Blog does. I will be keeping my Blog—aka Journal—forever. I want to continue to express and share my thoughts freely; no rules, no limitations.
I know that I will see you again someday, no doubt about that. And I have to deal with your annoying presence, but I don't think I would be annoyed as much as I did. Blog lightened me up, and I thank him for that.
ps. I am not sorry if I hurt you in anyway. That's revenge for making me suffer from all these years.
Love always,
Marlene M.
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You are wrong, my dear. You have a gift for writing. I have read most everything you posted this semester (mainly because you didn't wait until the last possible moment to post) and have enjoyed your creativity. Granted, the research papers have been tedious, but in the end I am sure you will be proud of what you have learned and accomplished.
ReplyDeleteI find it amazing that there are so many different languages that we are required to understand in education. Every course has its own jargon. To me that makes every learning experience unique. That is what makes every class special and worthwhile.
I do agree with the earlier post, throughout this semester your blogs have always been full of personality and I can really get a sense of who you are through your writing. I loved the Dear John format you went with and it made me smile. I felt kind of sorry for Essay and Research Paper in the end if your entry though, they cannot help who they are and I guess it was a doomed relationship from the start I guess. Sometimes two people are just not meant to be together but I am sure that Essay and Research paper will find someone who really appreciates them for who they are. But I am so very glad that you found someone who makes you happy and feel free to be yourself with. I am sure you and Blog will have a long and happy life tighter and you will accomplish much with the help of each other. So I give you my best wishes and I will try to comfort Research paper and Essay the best I can for we have a small friendship and in the end they have helped me pass many a class. So I guess I owe them a shoulder to cry on.
ReplyDeleteIf English class was a physical object, I would throw a knife into it because all it really did for me was intrude upon my life due to the fact I am a full-time student this semester and dealing with personal matters that had higher priority than this class. Also as for the "mumbo jumbo" that teachers talk about I believe is called "jargon" or speech used specifically in that field only. As for the essays and research paper, I can share the sentiment upon that because of their intrusive and trying qualities that really can grate upon a person's nerves. Definitely grated on my nerves every time.
ReplyDeleteOh and about that letter within your blog entry, I actually find that quite humorous because it expresses your negative emotions against the English subject in a positive artistic manner. But yeah English can be a real thorn in one's side and it can make someone act rather irrational as well. But I believe in being cool (as in keeping your emotions in check) because the moment you lose your grip on your emotions about this class is when you feel like nothing is right anymore. But that is also when someone should just put the issue aside (if possible) and focus on something else for the time being, or just flat out get it out of your life.
Hey what’s up lene. As always, your blog was an eye-catcher. I do agree that Blogs gives you a little bit of more freedom in terms of how you express yourself; because you make your own rules. Blogs don’t have a strict format, and that’s what I love about it also. I hope your bad experiences in your English classes do not take away your joy in writing. You should really continue making blogs, I encourage it; I personally think you’re a fun blogger. Your blog this week was creative, your letter format was something I don’t think I have ever encountered. It was very poett-like.
ReplyDeleteCommenting on the comment above me by Linden Davis, he said, “If English class was a physical object, I would throw a knife into it”. LOL this is hilarious. I suggest starting with the text book. Anyway, back to your blog; I do agree that one thing I learned from this class is the ability to spot certain things called “jargon”. Anything I do I have been conditioned to think in a way that questions everything from -- society, media, people, quotes, advertisements etc. This tool to spot propaganda and fallacies is a great tool to have to prevent from being fooled or succumb to these tools of manipulation. Great blog, take care!