Blog 6: Catch Her in the Oatmeal

Write a stream-of-consciousness piece similar to the "Catch Her in the Oatmeal" handout. Your writing can be about your day/ week, OR you can turn your favorite fairy tale/ myth/ short story into a stream-of consciousness piece. Stream-of-consciousness is a type of storytelling where the writer reveals inner thoughts, feelings, etc., without censoring his/her work; therefore, you shouldn't take your fingers off the keyboard! Don't worry about typos/ punctuation/ grammar until the end!

This blog posting should be at least three paragraphs in length, due by Friday, 10.29.09, TEN POINTS. [This is the last blog for "Blogging Collection #1."]

If you really want to know, yesterday was a long day. I had to get up early to study for my history test. Then I had to go to school. I had to take notes in my first four periods, before reviewing for a super hard chem test and taking long history test. On top of all this, I held so much anxiety because the Yankees were playing that night.

After school I went home and prepared for the eighth grade oreintation, where I was recruiting incoming students for the best language in the school, italian. I tried to do a little give and take, myself saying something and the audience (8th graders) will respond. But you know what, they were too shy. TOO SHY!!! At least I was able to wear the sick I Love (an actual heart) Italian T-shirt. It was almost time for the Yankee game, but the presentation ran late. Making me late to watch it. I like to think that I was able to sway some people into italian class, but in reality I know they probably didnt care.

You know what, the Yankee game, which I was waiting for all day, was a complete bust. They didn't score until the 9th inning and Utley hit 2 homers for the Phils. The lone bright spot was that Carsten Charles (CC) pitched well.One of the great things about MLB playoffs is, you have to win four games. It doesnt matter what way it comes. Only four.I was so depressed after the game, I fell right to sleep, there is always tomorrow.