Self Evaluation

Christina Berthaud

December 6, 2010

10:30 Class

Self Evaluation

            Throughout the duration of this class I have grown an appreciation for writing. As I said in the past I always felt defeated when it came to writing. Back in high school my teacher used to tear up my papers, not literally, but demolish it with red pen corrections. And because I felt my writing was never good enough for her, I hated having to write anything, hence, why I put of English composition to my sophomore year of college. But being in this class, I didn’t mind writing.

            One thing I really love about this class is blogging. I have another blog other than my blog for class. I just like to jot down my thoughts. I put a lot of effort into my blog posts. I put in just as much work in my English blog [Tina’s Two Cents] as I do my other blog [Run & Tell That!]. And I am just realizing that I should have named my other blog Tina’s Two Cents. Every one of my blog posts on my English blog has been made to look nice. I have a color scheme on my blog and I highlight certain words or phrases in my entries and put them in color so that they pop. I also highlight them because they are key words or phrases that I want paid attention to. Nearly every one of my blog posts has a corresponding picture. I didn’t want my blog to look super plain with just an abundance of words.  Nobody wants to just scroll down a webpage and read word after word after word. That is boring, because we read like that for anything else.

            It also helps to have a great professor when it comes to writing. If you cannot see yourself connecting with your professor or liking your professor you are going to hate their profession. Being in English Composition with Hannah was not bad at all. Besides the writing in the blog, in this class we were able to explore. We were to go places and write essays on our observations. We did, what seemed like secret missions, when working on our papers about McDonald’s, trying to get answers and observing the people. Even given pointers like, “They are not allowed to tell you to leave the restaurant”.  Overall I felt very comfortable in this class. Being able to speak up and participate even thought I have been sleepy half the time I have come into class.

            In the end I have grown to enjoy writing more, I even wrote an article on Hip Hop, as I expressed in a past post that I love it, and it was published in an online magazine. They even asked me to write another article. But I do believe I deserve at least an A or a B+ in this class. I believe I have done all the work, I have participated in class discussions and I also have attended every class, even if I show up a little late, I still make sure I am here and the work gets done.

A Game of Free Will

Looks like the devil is challenging Eve in a chess game, as she holds an apple and sits unclothed with divine wings. Perhaps because she is a woman the little devil looks at her, almost a taunting look, as if she cannot  win. She was challenged BECAUSE she is a woman and thought to be vulnerable. They are propped atop a medieval wind house maze or labyrinth  of illusions and trickery, for that is what the devil does. It seems this game has gone from dusk till dawn. This may also be like the inside of someone's mind, like a picture of debating between right and wrong: a game of free will. 

An American Execution

Christina Berthaud 
10:30 Class

The author did a great job with the figurative language. The imagery I believe was the best part of this story, I felt like I was sitting on the other end of the glass watching. The story I feel was also intense, due to the great use of figurative language and diction. The author described the process step by step even included the time of which each step took place. By adding the times, I was able to see how quick the process went through and how it was just all routine. It seemed those involved in the execution of Daryl Holton were indifferent with their feelings. Nobody seemed to show any type of emotion except those trying to defend him. Overall, I liked this story, super intense.

What is the Author Really Saying?

Christina Berthaud
10:30 Class

On one hand, the narrative is about a couple who is separating and the man is trying to leave, but being a woman, his significant other is taunting him. Then the argument it about the baby and who gets the baby, the woman wants to keep the baby of course but the man wants the child. And they physically fight over the baby, while the baby boy is in her arms. Unfortunately the dispute was settled after they ripped the child in half arguing over who gets the baby or not, is if he were not a human being. But on the other hand, the author is really writing about 'Little Things' quite literally, being the child. Or it's little things that can ruin a relationship and cause you to ignore other important things.

Frida Kahlo

Frida Kahlo

Woman laying on her side in a dress, yellowish orange. She is laid in a sea of green and purple vines. She is covered in plant roots around her arms, torso, and coming through her chest. Long roots and vines with sprouting leaves engulf her body, slithering over her draped dress. She leans in a pillow in her bed, trying to find herself, the sea of uncertainty. Her hair falling to the right side with connecting brows, shaped like a seagull. Vines come through her chest and heart, she knows her roots and accepts them, as they wind around her. 

Social Addiction

Christina Berthaud
November 18, 2010
10:30 Class

            Personally I love the media. My major is dealing with media, music, television, magazines, internet, and social networks, everything. I live for music and would not mind a bit of celeb gossip. I don’t want to say I’m addicted to social networks but I use them often. The way I see it I use social networks to keep in contact with people and well network—duh. Networking is EXTREMELY helpful, whether it is for my major or just in life. Sadly it is about who you know and not what you know. 
            In terms of social networks I you facebook and twitter mainly. I know I tweet A LOT, but it’s because I like to talk, and a lot of my friends have and use twitter daily. I originally made a twitter account FOR networking. Let’s just say I was thinking waaaaay ahead. But as far as some of these articles go, some things are totally out of hand. 
            The Guardian article I think was completely outrageous. These parents in South Korea truly should be ashamed. Imagine being a parent, how can you possibly forget your own child? How can you allow your child to starve? All because you were caught up trying to raise a virtual child you forgot the one you actually conceived. I admit social networks can work like drugs. Drugs can cause a person to forget about their child or children OR cause them to willingly forget or give up their children. In the article Chung Jin-Won said “The couple seemed to have lost their will to live a normal life because they didn't have jobs and gave birth to a premature baby," But goodness, how do you lose your willingness to live? How do you spend 12 hours in front of your computer? In the same article a boy killed his mother because she nagged him about being on the computer son long. HOW do you kill a person for the internet? How do you kill you own mother. 
            In the time magazine article with the parent obsessed with Facebook i feel it was terrible that the women could not help her young daughter with her homework. Not that she was doing her taxes or something but because she was too busy on Facebook. And then for her daughter to try to catch her attention, having to e-mail her is ridiculous, I understand that the mother checks her facebook frequently, because I do too, BUT I also do not have a child to take care, I’m a college student who has some free time during the day. I can say I am NOT obsessed with Facebook by reading the five signs, I do not lose sleep over Facebook nor do I get cold sweats by not being on it, BUT I do spend more than an hour on facebook and sure I ignore homework spending time on facebook, but anyone would rather do something fun than something that has to be done,

Mustard Tigers in my Cheeseburger Locker

MUSTARD TIGER

-Crusty, yellow, ferocious, wild, goopy, bitter, angry person. 

"Ugh, you're such a mustard tiger!"

CHEESEBURGER LOCKER

- The chamber between your intestine and ass that stores only components of cheeseburgers, and you must drink "locker cleaner" to clean it out each week, IF you have a cheeseburger. If not you will gain 5 pounds and your butt will get bigger. 

"You need to clean out your cheeseburger locker, your but is getting bigger."