Like, Really?

              I usually write my blogs based on my weekends, but the weekend before our spring break was extremely boring.  I guess that is a good thing since I can’t remember the last time I actually sat on my sofa and watched a movie with my family (on a Saturday night).  I am forever saying that there isn’t enough time in a day to get things done around my house or to finish running errands.  This weekend, I rested.  Imagine the concept of resting and relaxing on a weekend; it’s the best thing in the world.

            So, as I was perusing the blogs on Blogger, I noticed that Ms. Lindberg had written a few.  I was, like, laughing myself silly when I read the blog about the vocal fry.  It was, like, the funniest thing I’ve heard lately (notice the use of the word “like” inserted in my last two sentences).  Apparently, females that use this word or other “vocal fries,” are considered immature or stupid.  I will have to, like, disagree with them…(lol).  I read the whole article, and I am glad to know that just because you change a word for emphasis that you really aren't considered “stupid.”

            I also had a chance to read an additional blog that Ms. Lindberg posted about her spring break so far.  She mentioned a few things that I thought about but never said out loud.  For instance, I remember a few weeks ago hearing about a student that was stoned.  I couldn’t believe that someone would actually be so high on something that we could smell the odor in the air around him.  The other students were talking about how he smelled and acted during class.  Can you believe the nerve of some people?  That was downright disrespectful and disgusting.  Why did he bother showing up for class in that way?  I am not even the teacher, and I was disappointed.

            Another topic that she mentioned was about a quiet student on the back row.  I am wondering to which student she is referring.  Most of the students in my class are quite talkative.  In fact, during one of our study sessions, we played a game of Grammar Jeopardy, and many of the quiet ones were lively and very competitive.  I had the pleasure of meeting one of my classmates outside of school: he wouldn’t be one of those I would consider “quiet.”  He had been on one of the other teams.  It was very funny that the first thing he mentioned to me was that particular game.  I guess he didn’t much like losing to a bunch of girls with the name "The Chicks." 

            I really enjoyed reading about her opinions of the class and especially the part about her looking forward to the next eight weeks with us.  I have a newfound respect for my English teacher.  I started this class thinking that I wouldn’t learn that much from an English class; I am fairly confident in the subject.  I now have to say that I am learning something new in every class every week.  I have a new appreciation for the English language and all of its nuances, and I can’t wait to get to class to see what we’ll do next.