Currently I’m still reading My Sister’s Keeper By Jodi Picoult. I’m currently on p. 40. The
section I’m reading or chapter is in the perspective of the father “Brian” of
the story. So far I’m still in the intro of the story, which includes some of
the background of Anna and Kate’s story. How things were when they were little,
how Brian and Sara (Anna, Kate, and Jesse’s Mother and Father) react to Kate’s
diagnosis to cancer. Brian is more silent than Sara, he thinks more about how
he is going to say things before he actually does. Whereas Sara speaks mostly
speaks off of impulse. Kate is the main focus of the attention from her parents
whereas Anna feels like the “trouble maker” of the family and Jesse the eldest
child is the “lost child.” These are some of the things I have picked up early
in the reading.
Monday, October 6, 2014
Friday, October 3, 2014
Music Over Everything
One thing I would say I absoultly love is music. Music is
something I cannot live without. Music just revolves itself into my life a way
that is consistent when nothing else is. Like many people I listen to different
music depending on my mood. That in a different perspective I could be falling
apart mentally and listen to a certain song that speaks to me or has gotten me
through a difficult time, and it would change my whole mood around. I love
music to the point where it is my outlet to every emotion. For example, if I’m
mad I listen to songs by the artists of Dizzy Wright, Drake, or Common Kings
because those artist’s lyrics really speak out to me in a way of being hopeful.
In contrast I listen to songs by YG when I’m hyper and want something to dance
to.
Moving away to Sitka for my sophomore year has changed a lot
of things. I’ve spent my whole life living in Juneau, growing up with the same
kids, playing sports, and being social.
I moved to Sitka, Alaska last year and experienced many new things. It’s
a weird feeling of not belonging that made me uncomfortable at first but also
gave me a sense of a new beginning. The kids at Sitka High School knew nothing
about me, not my background, not my ethnicity, not even my name. Once I got
settled in there I got to know everyone fairly quickly and gained many
friendships and experiences. One of the downfalls of spending my sophomore year
at Sitka High would be the constant wonder on how I would’ve been as a person
if I stayed at JDHS, whether it would be good or bad-I’ll never know.
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