How Absurd!

My absurd moment took place in New York City during a chruch mission trip. My friend Rocco and I were taking pictures of random people we found...lets say interesting.

So there was this fancy building, and there was a guy cleaning the door glass. He was bigger and he had a really curly ponytail. We called it a ponytail afro/pafro. So we started taking pictures of this guy from across the street, trying to get a really good shot of his hair.

After a while he noticed what we were doing. He started walking towards us. We quickly started to pretend that we were taking pictures of the building he was in and all of the other buildings around us. Once he thought we werent taking pictures of him he went back inside.

We didnt learn our lesson because we still tried to get that one perfect shot of his hair. We never did. But we finally had to keep walking. We laughed for a while. It was an absurd moment.

Alarming!

For the college lit journal where we had to pick one word from chapter one, I picked the word alarm. The word alarm describes the first chapter of this book, because the alarm wakes Gregor up in the morning. He goes back to sleep and ends up being late for work, he feels a little funny.

His boss gets extremely mad and goes to his house demanding an explination. Now this seems strange for a boss to do but Gregor is never sick nor late. Gregor is worried that he may lose his job and his family will have no way to be supported.

Gregor finally open up the door for his family and boss they are ALARMED to find that Gregor is a giant beetle! This is why alarmed is a great word to describe the first chapter of metamorphosis.

PUT ME IN THE GAME

In class we were talking about a time where we didn't fit in. Now for me it’s hard to choose because I have so many awkward moments where I don't fit in. Let's just say I march to the beat of my own drum.

One time in particular was the powder-puff game of 2008. It’s always juniors vs. seniors and I was really excited. I paid for my t-shirt/jersey. I decided to go to the game because I love watching our High School football team, this should be fun too. I put on my "jersey", slipped on my jeans, and laced up my chucks. As anyone could tell by the way I was dressed that I wasn’t planning on playing. I jump in my car and blast some hip hop so I can get pumped for the game.

I arrive to find that most of my close friends didn't decide to show. Feeling awkward and a little alone I swallow my pity and walk over to where the rest of the girls in my class are standing. Finding one person I can talk to I loosen up and start to feel like myself again. We cheered for our team and had tons of fun.

My friend and I got so into the game we wanted to play, problem, we weren't wearing clothes easily played in and we knew almost nothing about football. The "coach" put us in and we were ready...the only thing we needed to know was to tackle the person with the ball. So running full speed with all my might I get two tackles. It was an amazing adrenaline rush. I don't think I've ever had more fun playing a sport...and I've played them all.

What my main point is if your in an awkward situation just be your self and make the best of it. It may just be the best time of your life...you never know. The worst times could be the best.

Voice of a Dancer

This I believe: that everyone has a voice inside them. Everyone expresses their voice in different ways: sports, music, writing, etc. I express my voice through dance. I let my emotions carry me through each move.

It's like telling a story without any words. You use body language to speak. I think of how I want to portray my message through each step. Multiple dancers could be doing the same choreography, but they are each giving their own personalized statement. I believe that in anyway you express your voice it has to have raw emotion or else your message won't be clear to others.

When I'm at a competition I put all of my energy into every move. No matter how tired or exhausted I get I just keep on smiling. I believe my message wont get lost. It's like using every last breath in your body to tell your story. At the end of it all you feel accomplished and have the privilage of knowing that you did your best. There is no more that I could have done and I feel proud with my best.

Put your heart and soul into everything you have to say. Say it loud and say it proud, cheesy I know. But if you never put everything you have in it you'll never get anything out of it.