Letter to the reader.

Over the course of this class I have improved greatly as a writer. I learned different ways to organize my writing, techniques, different places to put my thesis statement, and how to properly use definitions. What I still haven't improved on though is titles. I'm just not that creative. I did grow through being able to use either point by point, or block writing, or changing the order of events in my paper. I also got better at using dialogue, making it sound more realistic. I usually have a problem with making it sound too proper. I also liked using sarcasm in two of my papers and was able to use that better as well. My favorite paper to write though was the definition paper. I liked defining something, using obvious definitions and hidden ones. I learned how to incorporate many examples but still keep it within the topic of the paper. I also learned the difference between classification and division and enjoyed reading the papers picked out for us. I liked learning how to do the "proposal" and wished we actually had to write that paper. Over all I think I grew a lot as a writer and am better prepared to actually write papers in college without them all sounding the same or boring.

Blog 9 seven deadly sins revised

I changed the whole paper around.  Well maybe not the whole things. But I took out the awkward introduction and the one student I had as wrath and replaced it with the narrator. So as the person was telling the story, he or she only told of six of the sins and you realize that the seventh, wrath is the narrator. I added and fixed the dialogue. Other than that I was happy with the way I wrote the paper.

Blog 9 REVISED seven deadly sins

Physics class, room 103 on the second floor, taught by Mr Shepard. The seven deadly sins ran rampant in there. I sit in class day in and day out, listening and watching as my classmates commit these hanus sins. There is pride, envy, lust, wrath, sloth, greed, and gluttony. It makes sense that a class about science would contain so much sin.

Courtney's father buys her everything she wants, she has a brand new car, a different outfit every day, upon much more. Only the best for “Daddy’s little girl." All of this would be perfectly fine, no judgement passed, but she likes to talk and blatantly brag about it. She always talked about how rich her family was, how great her grades were in school, and how she has everything she could ever want in life.
“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I actually got a one hundred on this test! Well actually I can, Mr, Shepard always tells me that I'm like, his best student yet.” She gloated to her two girlfriends. They giggled in reply. Obvious envy in their eyes.
Marissa stared at her test and said “You’re so lucky, I only got a 90.”
The two girls got up and walked up to the front of the room whispering to each other about how they wish they had what Courtney had. The one girl, Marissa was wearing knock-off Uggs, Victoria's Secret Yoga Pants, and a plain blue shirt. The other, Katie, was wearing washed out jeans and an Arizona hoodie. Washed out jeans have been out of style for a long time now. While Courtney was wearing a designer sweater-dress with Ugg brand leather, knee-high boots. She had a large Louis Vitton purse beside her.
 “I like really want that bag!” Katie whispered to Marissa.
“I know, and those boots had to seriously cost like, 400 dollars. Easily.” Marissa scoffed.
“Must be nice.”

Jane sat in a large group of boys. She wore a very low cut shirt and tight jeans, her chocolate brown hair was in loose curls and had long black eyelashes. Her lips were deep pink and her eyes were light brown. The boys stared at her while the teacher droned on about centripetal force. She leaned to the boy next to her, Kyle, and asked for a pencil.
"Oh, uh, yeah. Here." Kyle barely forced out.
Jane cracked a smile knowing what she was doing to him. Evan who was sitting behind her told her he liked the color of her pants, which was dumb since they were regular dark blue jeans.
His partner Ryan chimed in with “You always look nice, I bet Marissa wishes she got the attention you do.” Mr Shepard threw a tennis ball at Ryan to get him to sit back down.
"Do I have your attention now Mr. Ryan?"
"Centripital force, love it" he shouted across the room.
"Great, now keep your mouth closed

All the commotion woke up Ray who often slept during all of his classes. He glanced at the clock and wiped the drool off his chin. He often drooled when the lecture was especially boring. He put his head back down and was very noticeably out after a few seconds. After Ray was asleep again his partner Alison slipped her hand into his open back pack and took five dollars. Her mother sent her to school everyday with five dollars but she saved her money and bought packs of cigarettes with it, instead of using it for lunch money. So she would take other people’s money and justify by saying they weren’t going to use it anyways and she’d pay them back somehow later. 
Which brings us to our last sin, gluttony. It was not represented by a girl eating her feelings by devouring 3 snickers bar during just one slide of notes, nor a boy who thought it was necessary to drink multiple two liter sodas a day. No, it was a boy, Nick. He loved to party, he drank beer and anything else he got his hands on like water. He would drink when he should not, when he already drank too much, even after he puked. He was not drinking away his feelings, he just liked to drink alcohol. He liked the taste, and what it did. He especially liked it because it got Jane to hang out with him. She enjoyed a few drinks with him and they often hung out outside of school. Nick did not see any reason to not drink an overly excessive amount, to him it was normal.

Every class Nick was hung over, Ray would sleep and Alison would take a few bucks from him, everyday the boys would lust Jane and she would eat it up. Marissa and Katie would envy everything about Courtney, and Courtney would not let them forget that she was ‘above them’. And every day I sit here with irrational anger over it all. Sinners.

Blog 8 ORIGINAL Seven Deadly Sins

Physics class, room 103 on the second floor, taught by Mr Shepard. It was a class full of envious, greedy, prideful, gluttons. That’s only four out the seven but they are all there. There is pride, envy, lust, wrath, sloth, greed, and gluttony. It makes sense that a class about science would contain so much sin.

Courtney is pride. Her father buys her everything she wants, she has a brand new car, a different outfit every day, upon much more. Only the best for “Daddy’s little girl”. She would be fine if she didn’t brag about it everyday. She always talked about how rich her family was, how great her grades were in school, and how she has everything she could ever want in life. “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I actually got a one hundred on this test! I knew I could do it though, I’m basically the best in this class.” She gloated to her two girlfriends. They giggled in reply to it. Obvious envy in their eyes. “You’re so lucky, I only got a 90.” The two girls got up and walked up to the front of the room whispering to each other about how they wish they had what Courtney had. The one girl, Marissa was wearing knock-off Uggs, non Victoria’s Secret yoga pants, and a plain blue shirt. The other, Katie, was wearing a no brand pair of jeans and an arizona hoodie. While Courtney was wearing a designer sweater-dress with Ugg brand knee-high boots. She had a large Coach purse beside her. “I like really want that bag!” Katie whispered to Marissa. “I know, and those boots had to seriously cost like, 400 dollars. Easily.” Marissa scoffed. “Must be nice.” Katie added.

Jane sat in a large group of boys. She wore a very low cut shirt and tight jeans, her hair was in large curls and had long black eyelashes. Her lips were deep pink and her eyes were light brown. The boys stared at her while the teacher droned on about centripetal force. She leaned to the boy next to her, Kyle, and asked for a pencil. His voice cracked and his hand shook and he said yes and gave her his. She cracked a smile knowing what she was doing to him. Evan who was sitting behind her told her he liked the color of her pants. His partner Ryan chimed in as well “You always look so pretty Jane, I bet Katie is so jealous of you.” That was when Alex turned around and yelled “Will you guys shut your damn mouths so I can pass this next class. I know you guys don’t care, you care more about how attractive Jane looks in this awful fluorescent light, but please do me a favor and shut up or leave.” “Alex, please look straight forward and stop talking, this will be on the test.” Mr. Shepard said. “Look at what you idiots do, make me get in trouble...” Alex used a few rude words and turned back around. His face was red as fire and he had a temper to match. “Glad you decided to join us.” Mr Shepard said to him. “It wasn’t even me who was talking first! If you actually taught this class you would know!” Alex stood up and shouted. “You can go ahead and excuse yourself.” Mr. Shepard said calmly. “But, I-” “Leave Alex!” The teacher cut him off by yelling. Alex shoved his desk a few feet, threw his desk at Kyle, and slammed the classroom door behind him.

All the commotion woke up Ray who often slept during all of his classes. He glanced at the clock and wiped the drool off his chin. He often drooled when the lecture was especially boring. He put his head back down and was very noticeably out after a few seconds. After Ray was asleep again his partner Alison slipped her hand into his open back pack and took five dollars. Her mother sent her to school everyday with five dollars but she saved her money and bought packs of cigarettes with it, instead of using it for lunch money. So she would take other people’s money and justify by saying they weren’t going to use it anyways and she’d pay them back somehow later. Alison was the greediest girl in the whole school. She came second to a boy not in that class, but he stole from his work’s cash register nearly every day, because his paycheck wasn’t good enough for him.

Which brings us to our last sin, gluttony. It was not represented by a girl eating her feelings by devouring 3 snickers bar during just one slide of notes, nor a boy who thought it was necessary to drink one two liter sodas a day. No, it was a boy, Nick. He loved to party, he drank beer and anything else he get his hands on like water. He would drink when he shouldn’t, when he already drank too much, even after he puked. He wasn’t drinking away his feelings, he just liked to drink alcohol. He liked the taste, and what it did. He especially liked it because it got Jane to hang out with him. She enjoyed a few drinks with him and they often hung out outside of school. Nick didn’t see any reason to not drink an overly excessive amount, to him it was normal.

Every class Nick was hung over, Ray would sleep and Alison would take a few bucks from him, Alex raged (not every day like that, but he was always angry with someone or something), everyday the boys would lust Jane and she would eat it up. Marissa and Katie would envy everything about Courtney, and Courtney wouldn’t let them forget that she was ‘above them’.

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Blog 6: REVISED Ramp Tramps

Ramp Tramps

Ramp Tramps, there is no Webster Dictionary definition, there is no online thesaurus for it. Urbandictionary.com describes them as “Girls, normally in their teens who go to skateparks and try to look cute, when in reality, they have no idea what is going on. They just want to be seen and hopefully hook up with someone”.  The name comes from Ramp, being the things that you ride on at a skate park, and Tramp being slang for a promiscuous girl. Tramp in this case does not mean its literal definition of to walk heavily or a homeless person. That definition however still doesn’t do the word, or name justice. In the world of BMX (Bicycle Motocross) and skateboarding, ramp tramps are the worst kind of human beings.

First let me tell you what they are not; classy, pretty, quiet, funny, knowledgeable of tricks and doodads, or nice. They wouldn’t be able to tell a ‘kickflip’ from a ‘bar spin’. In fact they probably think that a bar spin is the coolest trick they’ve ever seen. Which that is a quite simple one used to make a different trick look cooler by adding in a simple bar spin. BMXers who lack creativity and skill use them as a crutch. I'm sure you care so much about that, so now I'll go ahead and tell you what they are: noisy, trashy, annoying, in the way, and ultimately stupid. In my experience I have seen many, they stand around on the ramps giggling, trying to look cute. Eventually they get bored and sit down (yes as you may have guess, right in the center of everything) and stare at their phone. 

There may be a question forming in your head, isn't this a girl writing this? What a hypocrite, right? Well I don't go to pick up boys there, I already picked up my boyfriend, and I learned everything I possibly could about the thing he is passionate about. Ramp tramps however have no care for the boy they pick up, they just want to be seen with someone who may eventually make pro. Which I'm sure they don't even understand what that means either. Guys don't go to the park looking to pick up girls, they go to ride and watch other people better than them.

There is another class of ramp tramp though, those are the girls who actually try to skate or ride. Most don't ride BMX however because the bikes are expensive, too expensive for something they will fake. So they usually buy a board from a place like Zumiez. Then they proceed to stand there and pretend to ride it around thinking they look cute. When again, they are in everyones way. There is yet a final variety, they are not tramps though. They are the boys who do not have any skill and stand around with their one friend who does. These boys tend to bring girls and then stand around talking about lifting and sex.

Ramp Tramps, there is no Webster Dictionary definition, there is no online thesaurus for it. They are just girls who go to skateparks and try to look cute, when in reality, they have no idea what is going on. They just want to be seen and hopefully hook up with someone. That definition however still doesn’t do the word, or name justice. In the world of BMX (Bicycle Motocross) and skateboarding, ramp tramps are the worst kind of human beings.

Blog 5: ORIGINAL ramp tramps

Ramp Tramps

Ramp Tramps, there is no Webster Dictionary definition, there is no online thesaurus for it. Urbandictionary.com describes them as “Girls, normally in their teens who go to skateparks and try to look cute, when in reality, they have no idea what is going on. They just want to be seen and hopefully hook up with someone”. That definition however still doesn’t do the word, or name justice. In the world of BMX (Bicycle Motocross) and skateboarding, ramp tramps are the worst kind of human beings.

First let me tell you what they are not; classy, pretty, quiet, funny, knowledgeable of tricks and doodads, or nice. They wouldn’t be able to tell a ‘kickflip’ from a ‘bar spin’. In fact they probably think that a bar spin is the coolest trick they’ve ever seen. Which that is a quite simple one used for 'filler' if you will, when you want to make a different trick look coolers by adding in a simple bar spin. BMXers who lack creativity and skill use them as a crutch. I'm sure you care so much about that, so now I'll go ahead and tell you what they are: noisy, trashy, annoying, in the way, fake bakers (a term to describe women who artificially tan way to much and then look like a gingerbread cookie) and ultimately stupid.

In my experience I have seen many, they stand around on the ramps and park itself getting in the way and giggling. Eventually they get bored and sit down (yes as you may have guess, right in the center of everything) and stare at their phone. They think they look all cute hunched over with their low cut shirt, but no one goes to the park for girls. They go to ride and watch other people better than them.

There may be a question forming in your head, isn't this a girl writing this? What a hypocrite, right? Well I don't go to pick up boys there, I already picked up my boyfriend, and I learned everything I possibly could about the thing he is passionate about. Ramp tramps however have no care for the boy they pick up, they just want to be seen with someone who may eventually make pro. Which I'm sure they don't even understand what that means either.

There is another class of ramp tramp though, those are the girls who actually try to skate or ride. Most don't ride BMX however because the bikes are expensive, too expensive for something they will fake. So they usually buy a board from a place like Zumiez. Then they proceed to stand there and pretend to ride it around thinking they look cute. When again, they are in everyones way. There is yet a final variety, they are not tramps though. They are the boys who do not have any skill and stand around with their one friend who does. These boys tend to bring girls and then stand around talking about lifting and sex.

Everything sounds so stereotypical but it is all accurate, I assure you that you are getting nothing but the truest information. Ramp tramps give BMXers girlfriends a bad name, girls who learn things about the sport and have urgent care on speed dial for when their boyfriend breaks their face.

Ramp Tramps, there is no Webster Dictionary definition, there is no online thesaurus for it. They are just girls who go to skateparks and try to look cute, when in reality, they have no idea what is going on. They just want to be seen and hopefully hook up with someone. That definition however still doesn’t do the word, or name justice. In the world of BMX (Bicycle Motocross) and skateboarding, ramp tramps are the worst kind of human beings.