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I handed this essay in a few weeks ago, as a first draft and the teacher decided that it was pretty much good to go.  He said he couldn’t think of any tips to give me, to make it any better.  Which either means there’s no hope, or that it was good enough for decent marks.  Fingers crossed, eh? 

He did, however, insert a few arrows, for where i should sort out the paragraphing (Something i struggle with), and it did receieve the wrath of the dreaded red circle, for an incorrect use of “;” and for the word “belied.”   I’m not sure why “belied” was circled, the word does exist and as it was typed, it’s not a mis-reading.  I didn’t realise until i’d got home, so I’ll be sure to ask him about that in the next class.  For now though, i’ve changed the word to “masked.”

Without further ado, my first essay, complete and hopefully enough to get me on my way to a pass grade: Read More »

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I’ve known for pretty much all of my life that i lack ambition.  Sometimes it’s played on my mind, momentarily, most of the time i just see it as part of who i am.

Last night, while in my night-class, i was talking to the teacher, in the break, and he asked what my plans were.  He wanted to know where i was planning on taking English, writing, etc, once i’d passed this course.

I had to think.  Read More »

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I attended my third night class, last night.  All is going very, very well.  Too well, maybe, as i made the mistake of handing in some of my work to the teacher (I feel 12 again, saying that) last week, for some feedback.

Not only was his feedback fantastic, but he kept referring to my work all the way through class, bringing me undue attention, which i really hate.  But i guess i can’t really grumble, i should be happy that he was so complimentary and use it to build confidence in my abilities.  Read More »

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I decided to make a little more effort for my second attempt at the world of social interaction and it paid off.

Mind you, it was more a matter of luck and good fortune, than any real attempt on my part.  I relied on the time-old custom of making friends with someone who talks a lot, thus saving me effort and taking away the pressure of having to meet any great standard of conversation.  Read More »