Entry #4 to class assignment

The Process

While doing this assignment I found myself wanting to change and twist each entry more than it was. I also found myself wanting to add more onto them but knowing that the piece did not have to be complete I just let them be. I found this assignment difficult for me because I was always questioning whether or not the reader would actually understand what I was writing because they were simply just writing in my notebook. I mean yes they made perfect sense to me buts thats because I wrote them and I know what was going through my head at the time while I was writing them. Whereas someone who is trying to read them might not fully understand them because they are not aware of what I was thinking while writing. I also found myself wanting to explain my writing while I was typing up my stories.

Entry #3 to class assignment

The Dark and Stormy Night

She was alone in her house waiting up for her husband. She sat in the bed with her cat trying to watch TV and trying not to think about what might be keeping him so late. Surely his work would be done by now and only a fool would go practice the rodeo on a night like tonight. As she sat there wondering, she could not help but hear the thunder that boomed right over the top of her. With every lightening blot she feared they would loose power. Finally the house went pitch dark, as she sat in bed still waiting for her husband. She thought she might go to sleep and that maybe just maybe it would help pass the time until he got home. Finally he came home at about 2am an woke her up. He told her he was sorry for keeping her worried and that he had gone out to make sure the horses were going to make it alright through the terrible storm. Finally her worries were put to rest, so she kissed him, said “good night”, and went back to sleep on the dark and stormy night.

Entry #2 to class assignment

My Free Write Story

A very lonely girl with no one to turn to. That is what Crystal had become. She had just lost her beloved great grandma and now the only thing to live for was her boyfriend and her barrel horse. But Crystal was confused, her boyfriend lived four hours away and there was no way she could ask him to come stay with her. For he had just been there when her great grandma passes to support her through the hardships of the process of recovering.
So Crystal spent a long and lonely summer hoping to try to get over what no longer was. But as the days went on it just got harder. The more responsibity she had to take care of with cleaning and closing her great grandma’s house. The house that she loved, the one she spent most of her childhood afternoons and summers in, it’s all gone now. Every last memory has been washed away.
As the summer continued to drag on, things got worse. Crystal’s beloved dog Duke passed away the day before her great grandma’s birthday. This was really hard on Crystal because her dad has asked her the day before Duke passed to save him. See Crystal worked in a vet clinic and had access to any treatment that her dog could possible need. So Crystal took Duke to work the day before, took x-rays and found out that the condition he had called megaesophas had caused him to have severe pneomia again. Now this was nothing anyone worried about because Duke has had this condition all his life and has been battling pneomia and there was no reason why he could not pull through this one too. Little did we all know until the next morning that the pneomia had reached his pulmonary artery and it was under so much pressure that it burst. This instilly killed Duke leaving him in Crystal’s mudroom in a pool of blood the next morning. Crystal found Duke like that when she woke up at six in the morning to give him a cough tablet to help with his coughing.
This is as far as I got with the story in my creative writing notebook.

Entry #1 to class assignment

My Household Item

The item in my house that means the most to me is my dinner table in the dinning room. My dinning room table means that most to me because it is where my family and I had Thursday night dinners, they were always with my great grandmother. Unfortunually these Thursday night dinners are just a fond memory now because she passed away this past June. It is so hard on me because I would give anything to be able to bring her back and have one last Thursday night dinner with her to make sure I got to say all the things that were left unsaid when she passed. My dinning room table is so meaningful to me only because it holds so many memories of my great grandmother. It’s just a shame that I cannot have anymore with her until I meet her at heaven’s gate on the day that I die. Someday I will be reunited with her and honestly that’s all I really want. She meant so much to me that I really don’t want to live this life without her anymore.

My poem for my art presentation

http://www.geocities.com/heathersrodeopage/barrelrace.html

My Weekend

Well I had a good weekend this weekend I went to stay with my boyfriend at his brothers apartment so we could get off campus and way from the drama for awhile. It was so great because his brother stayed in his girlfriends apartment so matt and I had his apartment all to ourselves. It was kind of nice to see what it would feel like living with him on our own. At the same time it was very relaxing and took me out of the deep upset phase that I had been in for awhile. But it sucks cuz the more time I spend on this campus today the more the feeling of being upset comes back. Im not sure why but it just does and its a horrible feeling. But yeah my weekend overall was good and now I am not looking forward to the midterms that are coming up this week.

How I feel

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vG9XfJxMY8A

So this video pretty much explains what has been going through my head lately. Which if you know me its not like me to be like this but this is my second year here at Canton and for some reason I am just not happy here this year. All I have been thinking about this last past weekend is how much I miss my house and how I want to just go back to working full time in the vet clinic and training my horse at night. This is completely opposite of how I thought I would feel this semster I thought I would be happy to get away from my house and on my own again because I just lost my great grandma this summer but its not. I think being here and actually having time to think about things is making me more depressed than what I was at home. I' m not sure but this is the only thing I could think of to write today.