Personal Reflection

I've got a feeling this is going to be more difficult to write than my apologia.

Where do I start? Not sure, actually, seeing as I don't have my information sheet with me. Oh well, I can always just read some of my classmates personal reflections to get an idea.


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I read them and my self esteem is lowered as a result. There's no way I can be that insightful.

I'm not doing this post correctly, am I?

Upon discovering that I was allowed to read The Hobbit as an English project, my heart (brain?) metaphorically jumped for joy. I had always wanted to read the Lord of the Rings trilogy and the prequel, so this was a great opportunity to read Tolkien's masterpieces. After all, it's a school project, so there will be deadlines to keep me going (at the last minute) and reading responses to get me... thinking and... in-depth analysis and... essays on the text...

Maybe I shouldn't have chosen a novel I was genuinely interested in. For me, there's something about critical thinking that just seems to suck out the fun in reading books. I'm not an anti-literary person (why would I be in Enriched Grade 11 English if I hated books?), there's just something inside of me that associates critically analyzing a text for the types of sentence an authour used in order to develop a specific tone and prove his deductive claim with dissatisfaction. Thus, upon writing 4 long posts analyzing pieces of a novel I was hoping to enjoy, I began to care less and less for the novel and thought of it more as homework. I don't like homework. Home is for naps and cooking pancakes and other pastries of similar quality. Not working hard. I understand why homework is importan-

Alright, time to grasp a hold of my sanity again. I'm rambling and that's not cohesive (coherent?). Maybe I'm not rambling, but I'm certainly not generating a good reputation with what I've said so far. Okay, back to the project.

I'm going to be honest, I didn't really enjoy the blog project (please contain your shock). I guess I enjoyed aspects of it, like writing puns and being morbidly sarcastic to the point that I myself was no longer able to distinguish between truth and lies. It was the only thing I could do to keep myself entertained, and hey, I like being entertained. This is probably why I have posts like this and this. I'm going to pause for a second and just laugh at that "Gramur" post. It's too funny for my own good. Definitely doesn't create the proper tone for this project, but it's entertaining... right?

There I go again, losing track of what I'm supposed to be writing about. Have I already accomplished the purpose of the personal reflection? I should rethink writing this post without my info sheet. By the way, this post is pretty much a stream of consciousness, though the written stream is much slower than my actual thinking stream. Umm...

I'm going to write some more about The Hobbit now. Just a heads up. It really was a good novel, despite my grotesque analysis of it in my previous posts. Like I said before, the setting and environment Tolkien created was really quite magical, and as I recap some of my favourite novels in my brain mind thing, this is a common theme. I don't think I could ever enjoy a novel about some drama crap set in the mid 1900s. That's way too boring. Novels that include fantasy elements and conceptualized worlds are just so... like, neat! The Hobbit is a great example of this, it's got neat things like elves and dwarves and dragons and little people with feet that are hairy enough that I could likely harvest the feet hair and knit a sweater suitable for Canadian winters. I enjoy novels that I can really get lost in and spend a weekend lying in bed just reading about fictional settings and characters. Not The Landing. *shudders*

What an unprecedentedly long blog post! I could probably make it a lot shorter by dumping sentences and thought fragments such as this, but that wouldn't be as interesting for the reader. Or maybe it would. I don't really care. I'm happy with it. It's probably my best written work this year (yes that's a hyperbole (unless you (the reader) think that it really is my best written work this year, in which case that was not a hyperbole)), cause it's just so honestly cool and great, even though I've used vaguely descriptive phrases that are poorly composed by Grade 11 standards, such as "honestly cool and great".

Oh boy, this is almost as long as my apologia! Yes, that includes the preface at the beginning and all my ramblings that have been placed in between the insightful paragraphs describing my thoughts on my-there.

It's longer than my apologia. "There" was the 817th word, which supersedes the mediocre 816 words that are in my apologia.

Cool.

-Dylan and Samuel, BFFs

PS. I take back what I said about this being harder to write than the apologia. I enjoyed it. That's also cool.