Why I Write...

      I write for many different reasons. I write because it will help prepare me for the future. While in this class, we were able to write on our own without being given a prompt to follow. It gave us the chance to be able to write how we want to and say what we want. When I am assigned a paper, I prefer it to be more personal, not having to follow strict guidelines. When that isn’t the case, I simply do my best hoping for a good outcome. Sometimes I only write because I have to.
     I write to only get better. Everyone knows that practice makes perfect, and that stands for writing too. When you write, it can be for your own good, or even for the good of others. Authors don’t just write for themselves, they write for the audience that they know will be reading it. Contrary to the belief of some, writing isn’t always hard. It can be our own free-flowing thoughts that can stay in your hands only, or that can be shared with others for their enjoyment, as well as your own. I write because I will grow as a writer.
     I write purely for myself. I am able to say what I want, without being judged or told what to do. I write because it releases bottled up feelings and thoughts. I speak of the problems in my life, the emotions that I currently feel. Basically my innermost thoughts put onto the paper when no one else is around to hear. I write because it’s a collection of times that I will not get to experience again someday. A recollection of highlights and hard moments of the life I’ve lived so far. I write because I can refer back to past experiences, remembering how I felt, what I thought and every little thing in between. I write for the ability to remember and laugh at the craziest moments, and shed a tear at the heart-wrenching ones. I write for the memories. I write for the stories I can tell one day. I write because I am the author of my own life.

Reading Response #7: Dave Barry on College

Overall, I found this article very humerus and it kept my interest. He made a lot of good points that I was able to relate to and think about, while keeping it to where I could comprehend what he was trying to say. I liked the first two points that he made about the amount of time you will actually spend learning things you'll need to know later in life. It makes me very eager for college and also makes me curious as to how it will work when I get there. I also liked the fact that he described the differences between the subjects, because it made for a very interesting read.
When he said, "Your professor, who is sick to death of reading papers and never liked Moby-Dick anyway, will think you are enormously creative. If you can regularly come up with lunatic interpretations of simple stories, you should major in English," I thought this was very clever and humerus. You think that your teacher will always read every bit of your writing, but sometimes they just make it seem that way. It makes you wonder if what you put so much effort into, is really getting noticed as much as you had hoped it would when you wrote it. He makes a lot of good points in this article and I felt like it fulfilled it's purpose, as well as keeping my attention as to what he was putting across. 

This picture reminded me of what any student would feel during college, or even sometimes in high school. There is so much on our plates that we can't always seem to take it all in. We are faced with many different situations, and sometimes it gets to take a toll on you along with your school work. College will be a whole different scene and I feel like this picture helped do it some justice.