So I believe I'm supposed to evaluate my blog and the class in general? Alright, here it goes.
From writing my blog, I've discovered just how much YouTube videos have been affecting me. A lot of the videos I watch have people who are occasionally straight savage and say what they want to when they want to, and I've notably taken after them in my blog. I say things like "I have a lot of homework to do, so I spent all day playing Minecraft" and actually write my opinions about people or situations, especially when I didn't like them. That didn't used to be like me at all. I used to be very conserved about what I say and would be careful not to say anything that could offend anyone in any way. But I think this new way fits me better. I have more character, I feel like I have a more personal identity, even be it a savage. I still try my best to respect people in person though, I don't usually speak out in a crowd.
As for class, it's been a lot better than I had expected. My brother went through Writing 150 in the Winter and told me every day all about how awful his classmates are and how mean his teacher is. Sister Steadman is awesome and my class has been great! The only people who I could say are my new friends are those I've met in this class, it's almost like we're one big family.
Grades have been great too. Sister Steadman is very merciful when grading, unlike many English teachers I hear about who give you an 85 on ever assignment no matter what you do. Learning about family history and writing down my story here on the blogs has been a great experience, and I'll be sure to record these all down and store them in a safe place for my family to read.
So overall, this class has been a great experience and I love you all. Thanks for a great time.
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