Thursday, December 15, 2011

Final Blog with some spice

Since the beginning of this class I have become a killer editor. When I read papers, articles, and books my grammar awareness is out of control. I love editing, and writing now, and I am inspired to write a movie or a book; something big and exciting. Writing with heart is one of the most relaxing forms of art that I have explored, and just recently I started thinking of it as art. I also relate writing to math, because when solving an algebraic equation an exact answer exists. If the answer to the math problem seems odd, or inaccurate then an error occurred in the process. Similarly, when writing a sentence, the finished product will be in the best form, in the worst, or usually somewhere in between. The sentence can have all the correct words but in the wrong order, and could sound better if rearranged to create a work of art.
Through this class, I have learned about all the beautiful tools that the internet provides. Before web 2.0, I was an internet hater, and now I want to learn to form my own websites, use computer music making programs, and understand the formula to web creations.
As far as my personal overall performance, I am human and can always work harder. Waking up in the morning and getting to school on time has been my biggest struggle. This quarter I started off weak, and walked in late more often then not. Thankfully, I quickly learned how to set my mind to waking up on time and getting to class on time as well. The result of this felt positive, and I created room to try harder. Though this method did not work everyday, I am proud I tried. Everyday in class, I learned a butt load of new information, and took time to improve on my newly desired art form. If a teacher was grading me, I would hope they would take into consideration the amount of work I did in class, over the fact of me walking in late. The amount of knowledge that I have gained, in my mind, adds up to an "A". In a way I am being humorous here, but also partially, if not more, serious.
The future will be robotic, I see it all being electronic. I would say the thought makes me sick, but In all reality, I can't wait to have a robot to do the dishes for me. I know whats real, I know the deal, I won't become a down looker, I'll be reading books or, maybe begin to write, and O the technology will make my spelling right. Technology, so consistent, for instants, it works all day and all night. Feelings still exist, thinking still persists, answers to questions like "what is this?", "what is that?", searching for facts, well here is a stat. Statistically thinking .0013 % of people know the answer to life, between you and me, .33324 % of humanity know how to see, these are factually incorrect, quoting me wouldn't be recommended. I make up stuff don't be offended. Well, class is coming to an end, my friend, I must blend the next sentence, to prove that I meant this, good blessings, thank you all teachers for all of your lessons. Emma out.