February 24, 1983
English - This class might help me, but all I really need help on is mostly spelling. I have always enjoyed English. To me, it is fun to "play" with sentences, pulling reader's heartstrings, and all that good stuff. I enjoy writing informally I do not like to write very formally because I... I do not know... Oh well. Help! I cannot think of anything. I know. I like to write in a style (how should I put it) is well very informal... more of a conversation or letter rather than a block of information. I enjoy writing letters. I have started writing letters and when I am done I have written close to ten pages of this and that. It just seems to flow from one subject to another.I have also written a few articles for my high school paper (under a pen name) they were a couple of movie reviews and a few commentaries. That is why I adopted the pen name. I don't want people who disagree with me to come after me. Once I get started on a subject, sometimes I get carried away and don't know when to stop. Last year, a couple friends and I put a petition together and on it we listed allof the things we did not like about the graduation requirements, etc. Did you know that to graduate from the Azusa Unified School District, you have to read at teh 6th grade level, write aat the 6th grade level, and know how to add, subtract, multiply and divide whole numbers, and fractions. I could have graduated in the 6th grade. Our principal told us that it is the purpose of the school to cater to the needs of all the students. In the petition, we stated that the graduation requirements should ne entrance requirements to enter the high school. I think it is a disgrace to have students graduate at such a level. It really bugs me.
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February 25, 1983
What am I going to do I mean what will I write about? Help Help I should just let the ideas flow from my imagination to the paper. I told a friend of mine that I would go over to his house today but after all the hail and lightning my mother did not let me. "FLASH" a giant spark of of electricity. a transformer on an electrical light pole blew up down the street. My glass of water is empty. Inconsistancy what is there to do. I'll just have to wait until my half hour is over to get a glass of water. rain rain rain help. I cannot think of anything to write. ditto ditto ditto etc. help. I've only been writing for about 5 min. now. Yesterday was fun. Walking in the rain. I love to walk. I walk to school since I only live in Azusa no need to get a ride. I like to walk at night and anytime I get a chance. One time my brother and I walked all the way down Foothill Blvd. to Irwindale Ave. That was fun. A few summer's ago, we would walk everywhere. All around Azusa. I got to know all the streets pretty good. I might not know the names of the streets but I know how to get around. I have lived in Azusa for 15 years of my life. Before that we lived in Wilmington, right across the street from my grandmother's house. My grand mother passed away two years ago. On the 22 of February. I still can hear the sound of her laughter. Her filipino accent was fun to listen to. It was easy for me to understand any of my mom's family even though some poeple have trouble with the way they say certain words. Rats! I just picked up my glass... still empty. Oh well. The problem with this journal is that I have trouble starting but when I do... I have too much to write down at the same time. Thoughts rush by at "lightning" speed (an appropriate word for the times. It is easy to fill pages. it's which thought to write down when I have many thoughts developing into ideas and the**ries at the same time.[That word should be theories, but I transposed the OR into RO Oh well...] Now what do I expound on to who knows. This weekend is a friend of mine's birthday. I have known her for a long time. I was in the 6th grade and she was in the 2nd when I met her brother. She and I are just like sister and brother. Even though she thought of me as "more than a friend." She fell for me. I do not know why. Oh well. When her best friend fell in love with ,e it was war. I never knew how my friend (I will call her kate) felt about me until I started seeing her best friend. Kate went into a deep depression and started drinking heavilly. More about this later. Kate is ok now. She understands how I feel about her. She and I are real close. Oh well. That is all I had to say.
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February 26, 1983
What shall I write about today? I've got to straighten out... I mean correct my question marks. I will also try to print with both CAPITOLS and lower case letters. The reason I started printing was my writing is it terrible as you can tell. I don't know. I've never spent time to fix my writing even though it is the only way I can express myself. I'm scared to talk to strange people or to say something that they might feel is objectionable. I must also correct my spelling. This is my worst subject. No, PE is my down fall. I am not very athletic I think one of my problems is I write too fast. When I slow down it actually becomes legible. Well, back in eleventh grade, I started printing so I could read what I wrote. Well, I've been printing ever since. Looking at this page really brings me down. How can I be so sloppy?? I'm running out of ideas which is hard to imagine or my mind is normally whizzing with ideas. I'm going slowly today because this is the first time I have written this much without reverting back to printing sloppy as it may be. This hand-to-eye coordination that I am missing is the reason that I am bad at sports. stoppy... HELP! STOP!I'VE GOT TO STOP! writing sloppily that is. Maybe it is this pen. It is a bit top heavy for it has a clock in it as shouls I say a watch. It is just uncomfortable. Tomorrow, I am going to get another pen. I really would like to buy that spelling book but my familiy is a bit low on funds. I know... I will lug around a dictionary and check every word I write! I do that at home. I can't do it in the journal for i'll lose my train of thought. Looking back on this page I see uneven movements not the flowing rhythm (how ever you spell that) that I see, or should I say how I'd like my writing to be. If you have trouble reading this chicken scratch, I'll try to write or should I print [God it is slow] trying to print in lowercase is hard after printing only caps. I'll practice. Well that's all for now.
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