Max’s English Blog

  words words words Prompt   Response "This too shall pass – to allow me to say this is the end." This is quite a recent phrase I've been thinking and using it. I'm that person that really think of tons of different quotes ranging from lots of media, so it changes lots and by day to day. This one in particular that's been on my mind was one I made while I've been reading back on my old poems. I don't really say it in casual conversations, but more in academic contexts. It means to be able to move on from the things that hold us back, we need to accept that the day ends and tomorrow is a new one. It's about the times when we feel so overwhelmed or broken in a moment, that time will heal us and let us start again. I think it reveals the nature of my philosophy, one born from necessity and to cope with the situations of the present. I just think to remember that tomorrow is a day that has never been touched is a reassuring thing to think about, since it m...

  okay out of the philosophy weeds now :p Prompt   Response Can't believe the first grade deadline is coming up in a few days. I wish I could've kept up the pace I had on the first week, but hey, it's normal to lag a bit after pushing for so long. I think the progress on being more productive and responsible for my work has bettered significantly compared to last year. But, keeping that level of discipline has been the hardest part for me unfortunately. I must keep pushing through. I think I should definitely learn how to take more responsible breaks, letting my brain relax but still keeping my head on a swivel when it comes to work. I'm glad with how far I've come though. Summary Today we were given an interesting assignment. We took 20 Emily Dickison quotes and had to analyze them ourselves. My favorite kind of work. Reflection I say it's my favorite kind of work since it's practically one the only things I'm good at. Analysis. I think my knowledge on ...

yooo   welcome back :) Prompt   Reponse There was one person, who I don't want to name, but I wish I could tell her how much she's changed my life without the stained glass in front of her. It was a tough situation and it helped me finally commit to the things I love; the music, the philosophy, the arts, everything, and I owe everything to her. She taught me how to finally internalize the parts of me I was too scared to live in since I'd always be looked down for it. She finally made me realize that the difference between being different and the same are the most drastic one. One is to live up to a standard that doesn't align with what you are, just what the others want, and the other was to just accept how you've grown up and the personality that's shaped in from all those life experiences. I still carry her in my mind sometimes. When I see her, I don't see the girl I once was in love with, but I now see her as the girl who I'm grateful for. I carry her...

  second oneee Prompt   Response To be honest, there are lots of moments like this in my life, more than I could even count. It's a hard struggle since sometimes we're convinced both sides are the right decision. Relationships are definitely one. Now I know that relationships aren't the most important thing in high school, but it's a real human experience that we all go through. I remember how much my body wants someone out of the desperation for connection, but my values always go in reverse, telling me that it's not right. It's not just for the other person. It's a wild disconnect that makes you feel as if you're made of string. You feel this huge cognitive dissonance where sometimes you just want to feel something again, but your brain tells you no; it's not okay. But, no matter what, I always choose my mind first. The feelings and the subconscious needs are your body's primary language to your conscience. Without it, you'll feel absolutel...

  i have to catch up on a lot :/ Prompt   Response I know not many people will read this, so I'll be quite honest. I definitely have been in lots of moments where my thoughts drowned out the world, drowned my common sense, hindered on making the right decision. The only event I can really think of is that time I was having a very bad anxiety attack after the whiplash of some very sad news that turned out to not be true, all while dealing with that turmoil, I had to deal with the school administration demanding me to act like nothing ever happened; to act like I didn't feel those very legitimate, agonizing feelings. It felt like my mind was ripped into two pieces. One was working overtime on dealing with the psychological fallout, while the other stayed arguing the administration for my own mental health. It took some serious decisions under pressure. Having to push my way to get the help I needed that day. I learned that we have to endure and stay strong to make the big decisi...

another absent day :/ Prompt Response I've never been the biggest fan of very structured classes, where each day is catered carefully and the need to be consistent every day is the most important thing. I've always preferred more liberal and open classes where you are given assignments and set free to find your own pacing, since I felt like I'm the most productive in those classes. If you were to tell me to write something every day when I was younger, I would probably not be able to, since I've never liked being in strict order or on schedule. But, I feel like with this class, especially over this first week, I was pushed against the grain of what I prefer and it's a nice change of pace. One strength I have that helped me through this week is definitely my resilience, as even when it's hard for me, it allows me to keep going. One challenge is definitely the prompts I need to answer every day of the week, but I feel that it will be easier as time goes on and it...

  ugh i was looking forward to this activity :< Prompt   Response Since I've been with a pretty bad throat infection for the past few days, I wasn't able to attend school today so I'm not able to respond to this question as it was asked, so I will answer with a homologous topic. If I were to write my own origin myth, I would want it to be about some existentialist and philosophical topics that I'm most comfortable with; like the challenge of having to live a life of radical freedom (like making a choice when you don't know its consequence, etc.), the human's predispositions to selfishness among other things and how those can lead to real-world consequences, confronting the psychological burden of the human condition, confronting the little time we have to make an impact, and epistemic complexities that drive people to do what they do, among other topics that I think are necessary for everyone to know. The story would probably be about a world that was created...

  yeesh what a prompt :> Prompt   Response Since I know that these won't really be read by many people, I'll be quite open today since this question means a lot to me. I have tons of places or objects that carry a sense of story or meaning in my life. I'm that kind of person that always collect these pieces of memorabilia to remind me of who I am and who I was. To remember the humanity that still lingers as I live every second of my life. It's hard to pick one in a sea of many so I'll write about my most recent one. The object in question brings me a lot of guilt and regret, but a reminder that I can still feel something even through the desensitization. An object that reminds me that this life I exist in isn't always so dangerous, and it isn't always out to get you; so I commemorated it in this item. The item in question is a handwritten manuscript of a jazz composition I wrote 4 months back as I write this, it's one of my first actually thought-out ...

whats up crew im back :>> Prompt   Response I remember one day, I was exhausted and emotionally at a low point, I decided to go to a forest near where I was and, on a limb, I decided to explore it by myself. I really wasn't the biggest fan of the pure wilderness but when I started to walk deeper into the forest, something just clicked in me. I felt so much calmer, my head wasn't spinning with thoughts anymore, I felt the wind and humidity of the trees around me, the sounds of the leaves waving, the natural silence of the forest, and it all made me feel more like myself. It was an eventful few hours. Summary Today in class we learned about the basics of Native American literature, what to expect, some prevalent themes, characteristics of origin myths, and the main differences between myths, religion, and urban legends. Reflection It was a very insightful day today; like one thing I really internalize was the main difference between myths, religion, and urban legends; under...

yoo what up folk first post :>> Prompt   Response There’s a lot I want to achieve this year, some quite far-fetched, some fairly normal. If I had to choose between three  different goals, I would go with the following: a) Expanding my music abilities, discography, achievements, and repertoire by becoming more diligent with practice and working with new connections. b)  Publish at least one of my papers or at least market my philosophy image more thoroughly online. c)  Start forming my extensive portfolio and apply for music conservatories and schools for the composition side of my higher education.