Well the year has finally come to a close...

...and to be honest I couldn't wish it to come any sooner. Don't get me wrong I've had some great times, it's just some things are best to take a break from. It's hard to enjoy a class when most of the students don't even appreciate the class or the teacher. That can go for life too... We never can even begin to see what the future holds unless we try to keep an optimistic mind. During my time, my favorite thing in the creative writing class was making the cards. It not only made me connect with my inner creativeness, but I actually enjoyed it. I can't say the class brought me some major epiphany that will change my life, but I appreciated the time it provided me to unwind. Even when I had to reluctantly do things, it seemed to at least be for a purpose. I entered the class reminded of Miss Robinette and I leave that class with the same opinion. Overall, the class had it's pros and cons. I can't say I enjoyed everyday nor can I say I wanted to kill myself from the torture. I guess to simply put it creative writing was like wine- I had to acquire the taste. Once I did I began to enjoy it more, and now I can't believe it's over. I'm thankful for everything the class brought me and all the interesting assignments I did. The group projects (like the songs) were also fun to do. It made us leave a comfort zone that some of us (like me) had created. Plato's cave also stuck out kinna like miss robinette's spirit talks. Days like those were the days that made me question what class I was even in. Anyways, back to the topic of the class- I also enjoyed the story writing. Honestly though, I found the packets pointless. Every sentence brought weariness to my very soul, and it caused me to fall into boredom. It was essential I suppose, but then again who classifies it as essential? Well I guess I will miss 3rd period...