Sunday, April 22, 2007

IN THE PUBLIC EYE



IN THE PUBLIC EYE

I've heard many times high-profile people using slang , and sometimes it was strange for me but I didn't pay attention on it. But after hearing this story I started thinking about it.
Slang is part of everyday life and I use it very often because very often that's the best way for me to express myself.
But I'm just an ordinary girl not high-profile woman. I'm not listening high-profile people very often, the most of them are boring and I just can't stand listening them. But I'm sure they have to use slang from time to time, especially when they have some strong feelings so why to blame them? Well, they don't have to talk like a youth from the ghetto, but they need to use some slang words or phrases.
GET A LIFE- I like this phrase very much and I don't see other way to express what they want to say with this. It is so strong and powerful phrase and you can use it very oftenwhen you are happy,angry, disappointed,but always with in a same context.
SUCK- well this is a little bit offensive or rude slang word, and I don't like it, and I can't believe that high-profile person can use this word, that's awful and disgusting. Young people use it very often and even then it doesn't sound nice and I suggest to hogh profiel people to forget about this word, they don't need it.
GET REAL- this phrase is O.K. I like it and i will use it often, I can't remember any other phrase to change this so I accept this but high-profile people shouldn't use it, it's not from their level..I suppose..
There is a lot of slang words,phrases and I'm lucky because they exist because I need them and I use them very often and I don't bother if high- profile people use slang-that's just their decision,if they want to ruin their reputation..

Saturday, March 31, 2007

MY EXPERIMENTAL PHASE



MY EXPERIMENTAL PHASE

I needed about fifteen minutes to start writing, because I had more than one experimental phase in my life. But the most important one and the longest one happened to me when I was fifteen.

I always tried to be a good child, good pupil, good friend, good sister. I had a lot of obligations and I had to take care about my younger sisters-they are twins. I didn't hang out a lot nor I was interested in love. My big love was table tennis and I was training for a year but I had to stop because I had problems with my stomach ( vermiform appendix) and I also had to stop with my other big love-dance. And then something strange happened..

I met a boy, Edin, and I liked him very much. But, he was a bad boy, he was smoking, drinking and taking drugs. But I didn't care about it. I was angry with my parents because I thought they were very strict. So, I decided to be a bad girl for a while. I started lying to my parents, I didn't learn. I left my little sisters alone for few times (they were only six years old) and I even changed my clothes. My mum was worried and she tried to talk to me, but I din't pay attention , she was boring. One day ,my best friend told me she noticed there was something wrong with me and she asked me if she could help me , I just told her not to worry and that everything was O.K. But everything was wrong.

I broke up with Edin because he had another girl and I realized there was something wrong with me so I had to stop with that kind of life. It wasn't easy, but my family, my friends helped me and I finished with my experimental phase which lasted three months.

Now, when I'm 20 I know that all teens have to have their experimental phase. Some of them start smoking or drinking, taking drugs, sometimes it's just a phase but sometimes not... but some people spent there all life in experimental phase, is that possible? Is possible that they never become aware of that?

Consequences of experimental phase can be very bad, but that's a life and we have to learn to live it. My experimental phase helped me a lot and now I know that I'm not going to try anything strange or dangerous, I know tha t I love my life and I'm going to try not to do any experiments
with my life but who knows? Then my life is not going to be interesting...


Sunday, March 18, 2007

"Innocent girl"


Well,this is me three years ago.. I chose this photo because it is the best way to tell you something more about me.
Three years ago I was a girl full of dreams, I believed everyone, and I believed all people were good and fair,and that there was justice for everybody.
I loved nature,snow and I still do.I loved taking different kinds of photos and I was in love also..I believed in love..many things happened and this girl "died"..
I still love nature,and everything what is not ordinary,but now I just believe in myself and I believe that I can succed but only if I try hard.I don't believe in good luck or bad luck..
I supposed that I just grew up.. I'm not sad nor too much disappointed and I'm still a romantic(in some cases), but I'm also realistic..
Maybe I'll put my another photo, the new one..but I still don't know how it will look like..I don't know who I am today..I have to discover it..

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Exploring ''Migrant Mother''

She looks really worried. This mothers seems like the one that really loves her children.
She is really in a very bad position. Her forehead is wrinkled and her eyes are looking somewhere to the distance.
The position of her hand is very interesting. It deems like the only time she can rest a little bit is when she puts her head on her hand.
One more interesting thing is the position of her children.They are behind her and you can't see their faces. It seems like she is protecting them from everything that is coming from outside.

I am a child

'' The first draft is the child's draft...''

An hour ago, I realized that I had to sit and write an essay about this sentence above( but I was thinking about this five days ago).
First I took a piece of paper and I started writing and writing. When after fifteen minutes I looked at the paper it looked like it was written by some child. Then I realized it was my child's draft and that's what I'm writing about.I wouldn't be able to write this homework without writing the first draft which is a child's draft.
I realy liked this sentence about the child's darft. When I'm happy or sad I like to sit and to write a poem or something like that. First I take a piece of paper and I put all my feelings on it. But my first draft is always just a child's draft. It looks funny but it helps me. Sometimes, if I'm writing some story or essay my second- draft could also be child's draft but a draft which is readable. So, I don't think I can write anything without first draft, which is always the child's draft.
In child's draft we are writing whatever we want , we are putting everything we want on paper, all our dreams, thoughts, fears, we know that nobody is going to see it , that's why we don't care, we just keep writing. No matter how old we are we are acting like children and very often I laugh while I'm reading my first draft, my child's draft. But it always helps me eventhough when I'm writing a poem, so I can understand Anne perfectly.
Now, I'm trying to imagine how her child's draft for this text looked like. I supposed it helped her a lot and that the best things in this text are from that draft.
I think that child's draft is root of everything what comes after because very first and very original ideas are written on it and everything begins from it. I don't think that anyone can just sit down and write a book or even an essay from first attempt. It always has to be the first draft or you are a genius if you can write something without first draft.
If you had seen my first draft for this homework, you would have laughed. But after writing that silly first draft everything became much easier for me. I took that draft, corrected it and I typed it.
So, my conclusion is that nobody can write anything without child's draft.