My main criticism for myself this week would definitely be my participation. I have the excuse of being sick with the flu, but that really in itself isn't an excuse. I'm working on being much more solely focused on my physical, along with my mental health for the future.
The one day I was here, we started things off with the poem of the day, which had the title of "Hate Poem". Fun name, right? I think that the daily poems are something that I will never get tired of listening to, especially with how Mr. Schoenborn delivers the text through spoken word.
The next activity we had, was my favorite of that day, which was creative writing. I always enjoy being able to write down all of my thoughts, because my mind is always swirling with many different stories and just crazy things to say. What I wrote about in our first creative writing period, was about a very difficult topic for me, and for many other people I'm certain. That topic is suicide, and I myself was nearly a witness to this terrible act just a few years ago, and shortly after those events, put through counseling to assist me in getting back into the swing of school life. Anyways, I think that having that period of time to get into discussing things like that from my own perspective, really helped me in getting my real emotions out onto paper, which in the end, makes me more than happy to see.
In a whole, I think this week has shown me that in order for me to finish out strong, I am going to have to keep pushing onward.
First week has been very weird to say the least. There's been a bucketload of drama and it never seems to end. I'm genuinely worried about my grades and attendance because of all of this drama. All of the fighting. I'm sick of it. I thought all of this would've stopped as soon as the end of January but no, it continues onward through even March. It never ends. It keeps going, waxing and waning, getting worse, getting just a bit better, only for it to get even more worse than before.