WHO OR GRINCH

Probably i'd be a mixture of the two. I think i'm a who in general. .. but the grinch turns out to be a good guy, i'm not full out into chrsitmas and obsessed and i sure as hell dont sing fa hoo doray seriously. Wow. Anyways, i suppose i'd be a bit of a who and grinch but maybe my own species as well, because theres not really a happy medium with the whos or grinch. Sorry if you read this, it was probably an unbearable 2 or so minutes that you will never get back.

BLOG FEEDBACK;

Well , i found the huffington blog was a bit better than the other one, considering i don't care about someone's letters to eachother. At least the huffington post has a bit of variety, and something for everyone, though the top of the page having polotic pictures didn't really get me interested.

CELEBRITY CRUSH 2

I know i look like a complete tool in this, but i was REALLY exited to meet Sam McBrittney, i mean who wouldn't be, first off he's gorgeous, stylish, and gives back to the community. Overall he's just a really great guy, and really down to earth. He's always ready for a photo op with fans. What can i say, he's a real National Treasure. Look at his stunning face and tell me that you don't want him. Impossible, right? Well This is Sam McBrittney, which i'm sure you already know.

Person I have a crush on;

I have a crush on James Franco, i believe his hottness speaks for itself, therefor i won't be writting a blog. Your Welcome.

POST SECRET

PET PEEVE;

Well, as you may know i've already done a pet peeve post. It was just me goofing off at a funny thought i had, it's not even real actually, i've never seen that happen, and thank god, i don't know what i'd do. Anyways my real pet peeve would definately have to be loosing things. I HATE IT!! Even if i could buy a new thing of whatever i lost, i don't care, even if it's as insignificant as a recipet for something i don't want to return, i need to find it. I think it may be a form of anxiety, because i remember i've been known to cry on occasion from losing something. It's not even that i need the object, it's just that i need to know where all my things are at any given time. I hope i don't become a hoarder, because i also have trouble throwing things out. Oh well, that's my pet peeve, the other one will be left up for my own personal enjoyment, though keep in mind it's not real, nor do i wish for it to be real.

WHERE WOULD YOU GO;

If i could go anywhere for the weekend it would most likely have to be Los Angeles. I've always wanted to go there, ever since i was young. I'd love to go look at the sidewalks with the stars on them, and i think i could come back with alot of sweet pictures from there, kinda like the one in my blog backround.
I'd also like to go there to live. I think it'd be a really fun place to live, and i know people who have went and they said they're surprised they've even returned. My mom's boyfriend went, and he said he was going to stay for a week but ended up staying longer and looking for a job, except he didn't get one, so therefor he lives in wellesley now, unfortuneately because wellesley is pretty much the lamest town to ever exist on planet earth, in my opinion. Feel free to dissagree though i doubt anyone will.

"PET" PEEVE;

Man's Best Friend

well, my pet peeve is probably skids spontaniously slow grinding in the halls to the song mockingbird by eminem. I find this both disturbing and sick. Disturbing because i don't want to see this discusting display of affection at early hours in the moring, do you? Sick because this song is about a man and his daughter, NOT something to grind to i'll tell you that much, and the front to front grind when your both wearing puffy coats that crinkle when they touch is even worse, at least in the summer there wouldn't be any noise, however it's just as sick, ecspecially if your both wearing uniforms for some sort of summer sport. Man oh man its sick. Im sorry if i induced vomiting with this post, but im just stating true facts, and things that i've seen around the halls and the front lawn.

Thankfull & Post Secret

I love the post secret postcards, i remember i saw them at chapters once when me and lin were there. They're really interesting too, they're also kinda sad. The books are really tresures, because these are real people letting their guard down to share their secret, however i don't know if they realise this but as the books popularity increases, so do the chances of people they love seeing their "secrets" oh well. I'm going to try to make one right now, and if it turns out bad, i'll just write about being thankfull for stuff.

Choose an age from your childhood which you would like to revisit for one day.

I don't really remember a specific event that happened in my childhood that i would like to do over, i think everything will work out eventually and everything happens for some sort of reason so by changing one thing i may not like the results, so i wouldn't change anything, other than maybe being born a millionaire or something like that. I also wouldn't want to go back because i think being a kid is much harder than people act like it is, looking back now you may say "i was so happy, i remember." When In reality you probably felt the same way then as you do now, you'd just like to convinvce yourself it was better so you can remember it fondly. Imagine everyone telling you what to do and not taking you seriously because your a "kid", that's basically how it is now, except it would be even worse if you were in public school.

Article Response

I think the article was well written, i liked how they put "texting slang" at the begining.I think it's alright to have cell phones in class to an extent, however i think the fact that our generation relys on them is quite pathetic. I think it's nice to have a cell phone, but it shouldn't be a requirement. I think if someone whips out a phone in class and they miss something important, it's their own fault, and teachers shouldn't care because they can't do anything about it. If a person finds the class boring they wont be paying attention regardless if they're texting or not. Texting is just what people do when they're bored and i think people can pay attention and text at the same time. I think texting dilemas have been blown way out of proportion. If texting in class weren't such a forbidon fruit maybe people wouldn't try to hide it so much and do it all the time. The world will catch on soon enough

1st Blog

Hi everyone, my name's Taylor Mcnicol, I took this class (writer's Craft) because i dropped co-op and i had to fill up my day 2. I'm actually quite glad i did, because this class seems pretty neat, and i think i probably would've chosen to take it anyway. In this class i hope to learn how to be more confident in my writing and just get more skill or something.

Writers i admire are probably Rhonda Byrne she wrote "The Secret" and she has a new book called "The Power" and i always like to read those books because they have interesting stuff in them. I also like James Frey he wrote a million little pieces , it's supposed to be a biography, but apparently he made some of it up, but i don't care because i really liked the book.

After high school I either want to go to Art school, or be a flight attendant. I haven't decided, but i think even if i do go to art school, i'll probably want to be a flight attendant after, because no matter what i decide i want to do, i always come back to flight attendant. I would just like to verify that i don't want to go to art school because i think i'm so amazing at art or anything, because if anyone sees my art and thinks i think that they wouldn't be impressed. I just want to go because i love art, and i want to get better at it.

I don't really know what get's me out of bed every morning, hence why i always miss the bus i suppose, also hence why i'm writing this blog post at 9:48pm because i missed class today. I guess seeing my friends get's me out of bed, and when i put on my Ipod that wakes me up a bit. Oh, also i love food, so food is definately what gets me out of bed!

Well i guess thanks for reading this, sorry if it bored you. :)