Oh the places you'll go

I was nobody. When I first came to Millbrook I had no Friends and no one to talk to. I had just moved to Raleigh from Cary and had to start from scratch. Luckily though, i was outgoing enough to make some friends to sit with at lunch and talk to in class. My favourite part of freshman year was the non-honors English class I was in. I'm 95% sure I was adopted by a gangster. His name was Travis and he would come to class high af and call me "son". Kind of creepy but he showed me the ways of the streets and told me that one day I was going to be the realest thug there is. S/O to you homie. I'm pretty sure he dropped out to be a professional street thug. That class was full of ratchets and i haven't taken an academic class since. But at the same time I am glad to have gained the perspective of the hood. Outside of school freshman year was boring. The only real benefit of it (other than life lessons from Travis) was the social skills that i gained from having to make new friends. That contributed heavily to my personality. Sophomore year was better because I made some real friends and hung out outside of school. I took a stats class where I learned that asking your class if anyone had gonorrhea will get you an F on your project grade. Just letting you know Mrs. Early that the rubric did not specify what we had to survey people on.

I would like to say that high school really began when I started the IB program. The first year was kind of messy due to me not knowing any of you guys. And English was boring because all we did was read feminist articles and annotate. I did have fun debating with people tho *cough* Annie. Towards the end of Junior year I had made some new friends and had become adjusted to the lifestyle of IB.

Senior year is where it's at though. I learned a lot about writing and literature from Mrs. G and a lot of history from Hoskdog. I "learned" a lot of "math" from James and bio from George. While I learned a lot and learning is great and you mainly go to school to learn, information isn't really what i took away from this year. I learned a lot about my self and made some of my closest friends. I honestly didn't know it was possible to have such a close relationship with your classmates yet I find that it will be really hard to leave this family behind next year. Thanks for the amazing senior year fam.

Walt Whitman's Witty Writings

Part One:

                Until recently I thought it was impossible to have handwriting that was worse than mine, but Walt Whitman lived up to his name and comforted me by having handwriting that makes mine look legible. While trying to decipher the criptic messeges left by Charles Darwin - I mean Walt Whitman, i saw various uses of the word "welcome" which kind of gives a summary of Leaves of Grass. But that's all i could get from the writing so now im just going to pretend im reading a text book and just focus on the pictures.
       
                 The first picture that i saw was of a man with a beard. Since his (or her im not one to judge) beard is not up to par with the white mage himself im only going to assume that it is his life partner. His life parter kind of looks like old Ernest Hemingway. In the next picture we see Hemingway with his hand (yes hand not hands) outstretched. Maybe he is reaching for the meaning of life. Or maybe he is trying to grasp the beuty of nature. Or maybe he is trying to catch the 18 foot marlin. We may never know. He then draws the cat in the hat. But it looks like Ernest Hemingway. Ernest Hemingway in the hat. Walt Whitman is my Idol. Lastly there is a heart, skeleton, hat-wearing diety that has been impaled with a sword.


Part Two:

                The first tag says that those alien symbols are peoples names, or in this case the name of a tailor. This strengthens Whitman's immage as a common man and helps him understand and relate to the common people. Then he started lowkey creeping on Lincon and started having conversations with him in his notebook. Perfectly normal. Then he gives some wisdom on religion which further portrays him as accepting and kind as wll as open minded. It sets the mood for the embracing tone of his work.

                 The sketches in the notebook are of Whitman. He passed his notebook around to strangers and liked to turn up at bars. He is apperently hammered in the second sketch. I also found out that the secret identity of Ernest Hemingway in the hat is actually Walt Whitman. Walt Whitman in the hat. who woulda thought. The heart creature was supposed to represent America being stabed and reacting with "lol oh well, what can u do". Walt Whitman is one majestic creature.