Final Essay
When i first entered school or class i was scared and fell asleep as i was also hit with a marker. I met you by awkwardly walking into class very quitley and saying Goodmorning meanwhile you were talking and doing taking attendence and i slowly fell asleep and i believe you saw me fall asleep so you threw an dry erase marker and said "i also have very good aim". My experience with journals and blogs is that this is something new to me and i never saw myself writing about my opinions or thoughts on stories etc another challenge was when i had to record myself reading a part of a story. A time i was struggling was when i thought i was gonna let 11th grade just slide and not care but then i realized im doing this for more than myself it was for my mom and how much she needed me to graduate so i told myself no more messing around and i slack of time to time but i try to focus as much as i can. I started to really pick up the pace and really start doing my work when i joined wrest
