Lyrics

Fast Car by Tracy Chapman

Shut Up and Dance by Walk the Moon

What a Wonderful World by Luis Armstrong

Teachers+ Music

Ms. Hoover said that the "New Kids on the Block" reminds her of her childhood. She added in that she was particularly found of Donny because he wore his pants low and showed off his boxers.
She also said that music that music that promotes hate is the only type that she finds offensive.
I loved the story about her childhood crush on the guy that wore his pants low!

Mr. Wilbur said that his favorite singer is Allance Mersted is his favorite singer because the words of the songs make you think and feel different emotions and it is also catchy.
I've never hear of his favorite artists before?

Mrs. Stenett said, "Neil Young "Harvest Moon"" reminds me of my husband- it was the song that we danced to when we got married. All Taylor Swift songs remind me of my daughter- I always picture my girl singing when I hear them on the radio."
I think that it is too cute that her daughter sings so much Taylor Swift.. Her daughter is adorable!

Mrs. Nunez said, "I went to see Enrique Iglesias and Pitbull in kansas City this year. It was memorable because these artists never preformed this close to my home and I went with my BFF from high school."
I am really jelous that she saw Enrique! I've wanted to see him in concert for sooo long! I plan on seeing him after I complete my Spanish minor.

Ms. Self said that she listens to several different radio stations and continually listens for new songs that she likes. She also said that she does not refuse to listen to any type of music but there are types that she prefers more than others.  
I think that it is int
eresting that Ms. Self would say that she listens to ALL types of music.

This is a picture of the New Kids on the Block

Music

2. My favorite song is What a Wonderful World by Luis Armstrong. I don’t connect this song with any particular person, event, or place. I think that it is just a great song that puts me in a good mood and puts a smile on my face.

3. My taste in music has definitely changed over the years. At the beginning of high school my taste in music was whatever was “trending” at the time. As in, the top pop hits and popular rap songs because I thought I was pretty cool back then. Now my taste leans more to the alternative side and older songs. I enjoy the songs that make you think and feel and are not derogatory in anyway. The best songs are the ones that remind you of a person/event or make you feel good, not the ones that are nonsense and mean.

4. I gravitate to the older and alternative songs. I think this is because of the kind of music that my family listens to. We listen to a lot of blues in particular because we are from Tulsa OK and my god father (Ace Moerland) was a blues artists. I do not like rap or heavy metal because you cannot understand either of them and they are unpleasant. I don’t understand how people sit and listen to either of them.

10. Heavy metal and that Screaming stuff (whatever people call it) should never be tolerated by ANYONE. I dated a guy for a year and half during my last two years of high school who listen to a lot of heavy metal. I would never let him play it in the car when I was with him, I hated it! The few times that he would try to play it around me, it was the worst few seconds of my life. Why would anyone want to listen to people screaming through their car speakers? There is nothing pleasant or enjoyable about that. I can almost understand that certain people can relate to it but I never did see how my boyfriend could relate to it so I found it to be extremely obnoxious,

15. I would never never never ever want to sing professionally because I sound like a dying animal for the most part… maybe I’m tone death! It’s that bad… anyways everyone would leave after the first song which would be pretty embarrassing. 

This is a picture of one of my God Father's CDs

Poems for Paintings

This man is very sad
He lives in poor conditions
and only owns a guitar
He fears for his life
and he hopes for change
but he knows that things will never get better
So he sits and plays his guitar
he fills the fear and emptiness with music
the sounds of music helps his fears.

The three man try to play music together

but the sounds do not sound right

They are confused and chaotic 

The sounds that they produce do not sound like music

But at least they have the ability to play

They wont give up

They keep trying

maybe someday they will meet with success

Until then they fill the air with sounds and noises

But to them it is beautiful  

Clay Story

This super cool awesome giraffe was made of ceramic. It was made by a women named Natalie Kent. I have no idea where the clay came from because I just don't know and the website does not say but it's okay because the giraffe is super cool still. The piece was for an art class. It reminds me of going to the zoo and feeding the super cool giraffes. I think it is kind of scary because the eyes look like it is staring into your soul and knowing all of your secretes. I think that all giraffes are kind of scary because they are tall and big and have big tongues and slobber a lot which is gross. Even the clay giraffes are scary but still kinda cool. I wish I had a giraffe like this one because that would be super cool. It was handmade last year by Natalie Kent. 

Edward Hopper

The boxcar sat on the rail roads motionless. With no where else to go the young teenagers climbed into the car and a small feeling of relief come over them; maybe they had found somewhere safe for the  night. Left on their own, they were scared and lost but determined to make it. They found comfort in the boxcar and slept for the night. The following day they decided to stay in the car where they slept and ate the little food they could afford. They did this again the day after that and then the day after that; soon the little boxcar started to become home to them. Although it was not ideal, it wasn't so bad. It provided shelter from the rain and cold winds. It protected them from animals and other dangers. No one knew of their little new home and for the first time in a long time, they felt safe. Of course they still struggled, being on their own at such a young age is not an easy task or life. When they started to become short on money for food, they did their best to clean up and find a job. This also was not an easy task but they both finally got jobs at a dinner near by. The money was not much, but it was enough to provide for the both of them. They did their best to save up and after some times they finally had enough to get back on their feet. When it was time to say goodbye to old and abandoned boxcar, it was almost upsetting for them even though they were leaving for a better life. They were forever grateful for the motionless boxcar. 

Pillow Talk

I think that the picture is a pillow in a dark room. It reminds me of the days when I can sleep in and lay in bed in my dark and warm room as long as I want to, which does not happen very often. I think the picture looks like the pillow is in a quiet and calm room. Maybe it belongs to someone who has trouble sleeping at night and they toss and turn which is why it is all messy. The pillow looks warn and old; like it has been well loved by someone. It makes me want to take a nap or read a book in bed. This picture could be seen in so many different ways.

When I close my eyes

He stands by my side again

Like he never left

Tossing and turning

Not able to sleep all night long

Wanting rest to

come

Art Walk

My picture was an up close picture of red flowers. You can see the details of the water droplets and the center of the flowers. This reminded me of when I was younger and I would pick flowers for my mom. Although I was really only gathering old dead weeds, I thought or at least imagine that they were beautiful just like the ones in my picture. They also remind me of when I was younger and would preform at dance performances and would always be given a small bouquet of flowers. It was always the one thing that I would look forward to the most because I loved how pretty they were. Finally they remind me of all of the attempts from my mother and I to build a garden in our backyard. So far it has not gone well but we refuse to give up!  Maybe some day we will have a garden with beautiful red flowers like the ones in the picture.

Bright red in color
Always pointing to the sun
The red flowers grow

She picks the flowers
She brings them to her mother
She watches them grow

Dancing on the stage
Hearing the crowd cheering
Receiving flowers

Artist Profile: Pablo Picasso

Pablo Picasso was born on October 25th 1881 in Malaga Spain and he passed away on April 8th 1973. He is the oldest of two sisters, Lola and Concepcion and is the son of Don Jose Ruiz y Blasco and Maria Dicasso y Lopez. His father Jose was a professor of arts and his mother Maria was a stay at home mother. Picasso received his education at the School of Fine Art and the Royal Academy of San Fernando. He was married twice and had four kids with three women. His first marriage was to Olga Kjojhiova from 1918-1955 during which he had several other lovers. He then married Jacqueline Roque in 1961 and they were married until his death in 1973. World War I, World War II, the liberation of Paris, Nazis, and the French Resistance were all important events and time periods during Picasso's life. Three struggles that he dealt with were his overpowering desire for women, the rumors that were said about him such as that he was a lefty and that he stole the Mona Lisa, and he was nearly killed at birth. One thing that most people might not know about this artist is his relationships with so many women. Picasso mainly used oil pastels, cubism and collage. He was most associated with the Surrealism and Cubism Periods. His most famous works include The Old Guitarist, The Portrait of Gertrude Stein, and Les Oemoiselles d' Auignon. Two pieces that I would like to know more about are The Old Guitarist which shows his concerns with the miserable conditions in Spain and The Three Musicians which is in remembrance of his childhood.

Dan in Real Life

23. When I was growing up my nickname was "Boo-baby." everyone called me this so much that I thought my middle name was "Baby."

12. I definitely think that well traveled people are more interesting because of all of the stories they can tell. They experience new and exciting things. They create so many memories that they can share with others.

26. I think that teenagers are very hard on their parents. Being a teenager is hard a lot of the time and we always assume that our parents have no idea what it is like. But in all reality they really do. We refuse their help and tell them that they cannot do anything but we should remember that they were teenagers once too and even though things have changed, the odds are that they went through or at least know what we are talking about. I think that this makes it very hard on our parents because they see us hurting and they want to help but we won't let them.

16. My perfect day would start out with waking up really late, probably around noon. When I did finally wake up, I would eat captain crunch for breakfast, even though it was noon, because it is my favorite thing ever. Then I would curl up on the couch and begin a Friends marathon for the next six hours. My perfect day would be a day that nothing was expecting from me because those kinds of days do not happen very often.

20. I am a terrible bowler. Like on the plant. I am not even exaggerating, literally the worst. It is embarrassing.

2. Three tips that I would give to parents of teenagers are: expecting everything from them, push them to their limits, and understand/ be considerate of their teenage issues.

Movie Quotes

                                                              The Breakfast Club

       Pretty in Pink

Ferris Buller's Day off

"I feel dangerous" 

                                                                               American Sniper

Moies

My favorite movie is hands down, Ferris Buller’s Day Off. This is because, as Cameron says “Ferris Buller you’re my hero.” Ferris Buller is a high school senior who does what he wants, whenever he wants. It is about his day when he skips school and does all of these crazy things including riding a float in a parade and somehow he manages to trick everyone except for his two friends into thinking he is really home sick. He is an inspiration and a role model just for being awesome. I don’t care for sci-fi movies like Star Wars or Star Trek. I can just never get behind these kinds of movies or understand them; I usually end up falling asleep. According to the movie survey I am 50% extraverted, 42% agreeable, 83% conscientious, 33% emotional, and 50% open to new experiences. I would say that these results are pretty accurate although, I did hope to be more emotionally stable but all well. It did say that I am organized and enjoy my privacy which is spot on.

                If my life story was a movie it would be about the life of a young naive girl who gets her life together her senior year of high school and figures out what she is going to do with her life. It would be all about her high aspirations to be an athletic trainer and attend PT school. It would follow her through her college years and tell about her different experiences. It would be about her struggles through school and her difficult classes and about her successes and good memories with friends. There would also of course be dramatic scenes filled with drama for entertainment purposes. She would fall in love with another young man who is in graduate school with her. There would obviously be some kind of twist that makes it difficult for the two to be together of course. Maybe he would have some secrete life or complexity of some kind just to add to her boring life of studying. Eventually everything would work out and they would live happily ever after. They would also open up their own private practice and become super rich and awesome.

6 word memoir

A dad learning to walk again


When I was younger my dad suffered from a massive heart attack. He had 80/20 odds of living. Some of my earliest memories of him was when he was recovering. I remember him learning to walk, talk, and eat. Since I was so young at the time, it seemed normal to me but now I realize how lucky he was to have the chance to learn to walk again; it is a miracle that he is alive and well today.