Perhaps I learn best when given tasks one at a time, as opposed to all at once. I learn best when given the prospect of doodling. Yes, doodling. I want the ability to have fun while learning, perhaps taking an occasional recess, if you will. Apparently, I learn better when on the right side of the room, looking towards the front, as my both my paramount eye and ear are accessed more easily. However, I'm easily distracted by most things both easily and for a long time. It's very easy to forget spelling rules so it would certainly help to be constantly reminded and corrected in set field.
I need to stop procrastinating, in all honesty, I put off this post because I looked at flickr, there? You happy? I have the need to fidget and fiddle with everything incessantly. I have a unhealthy need to put things off, and like I said in my last post, that one of my resolutions was to be more focused on the task at hand. But I'll stop procrastinating next month. You see what I did there? Ya know, because procrastinating is when you put something off but I said...... Never mind. But that aside, I really would like to remove all distractions and I'd love to be more organized, yes, really.
Strategies that would help are sitting to the right to access both my dominant ear and eye. This would help me listen better as well as see better, thus giving me the opportunity to be more active as I know what is happening around me. I could see diagrams and instructions more clearly as well as hear you. This would draw my attention towards you, as opposed to say, what Harry is doing with that piece of tac.
I would like my teachers to know that I have issues focusing for longer periods of time, and that will happen most of all when I'm on the internet as I have the tools to goof off with friends and by myself. Like I just did. That aside, I don't want to use my dominant sides as an excuse, but it would be better for me to sit on the right hand side of the class, thus accessing both my dominant ear and eye. I also might do well to occupy myself with something temporarily, like a piece of clay, or my chair. At the same time, this is tantamount to me shouting "I'm bored!" in your face, unless it's only temporary. I would like something to fiddle with, in short.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
2011
Well, first of all, I'm happy to say that 've survived yet another year! Sadly, I'm back for more, whether I like it or not. But, I might as well accept what it is and get on with it, normally, I'll take a tedious educational approach to the normally tedious pastime of blogging. That would be one of my resolutions for the year, acting casual, not because people will actually read this, or most blogs, but because while I'm sitting there, on the Blogger board of broken links, maybe somebody will actually take notice of this change, take notice, but not care, and that's really half the battle, isn't it? It'll give a better feel to my blog, though I would never have any need for this resolution if we were allowed to vlog. Anyway, my next goal would have to be to stop procrastinating, or at least cut down on it. This, as obvious as it is, would come under managing my time better and the extremely broad field of "Orginization". As I'm only 12, I'll cut myself some slack as my attention span isn't very long, or at least not as long as it should be, but I doubt anything'll actually happen with regards to that, but it would help me make time for both my movies, helping me reach project deadlines, and schoolwork, again assisting my getting the work in on time, or at least, the majority of the time. This might be done by removing distractions like magazines, pillows, couches, and some websites (Damn you Flickr!).
Flight of the Gibbon, euphoria, to say the least. It's a zip-line located in a private park high in the mountains of Chiang Mai. It's claim to fame is that it was featured on an early season of "The Amazing Race". Though it was our second time there, the advertising enforced our memories of an astounding time, one of the best experiences we ever felt. It defies human nature, to jump into the abyss, but man is it fun! Swinging half a kilometer hundreds of feet above the forest floor is exhilarating. The wind, blowing through your hair, my camera, swinging from it's strap, and me, screaming like an idiot. The complete course was miles long, ending with a rappel down 120 feet. Let me tell you, that is really damn scary. But all that aside, the ride started with an hour long car ride out of our hotel, on the way, we met the rest of our group. Our "gang" so to speak, consisted of a game developer for Activision, a producer of "Just for Laughs, Gags!", a trainer for Wells Fargo, and a website designer who was in charge of something called "Blink".
The drive, uneventful as it was, gave me time to finish my book, "Fighting Them on the Beaches", the story of operations leading up to "Overlord", or the allied invasion of France. But I digress, once we got there, we began the arduous hike up to a waterfall, one which we stayed at for literally one minute, if not less, a total of half an hour was wasted on the hike up, both ways. We drove for another half an hour before reaching the actual zipline. Once there, there was no turning back. I was the second last to go, in front of only my Dad. That was awesome. No other thoughts entered my mind as the instructor removed my clip. At one point, I nearly dropped my camera, but luckily, as it fell, my strap caught and jerked it towards me.
Around the platform 4 mark, our guide stopped us, he had seen something we hadn't. It's called Flight of the Gibbons for nothing. He had seen something that wasn't spotted much, a gibbon. Despite being called "Flight of the Gibbon", gibbons are only spotted around once every month. It was certainly something special, the mother had a mono-colored beige pelt, whilst her baby's was dappled with lighter spots, creating a somewhat spotted pelt. Nearing the end of our zip-line experience, we crossed a bridge to the final platform. Let me say, that I will never rappel that thing again. We then had a meager dinner of rice, curry, and coke, if that's even a dinner. A great experience, it helped us become closer as a family and have a great time, definitely a highlight of my vacation.
Flight of the Gibbon, euphoria, to say the least. It's a zip-line located in a private park high in the mountains of Chiang Mai. It's claim to fame is that it was featured on an early season of "The Amazing Race". Though it was our second time there, the advertising enforced our memories of an astounding time, one of the best experiences we ever felt. It defies human nature, to jump into the abyss, but man is it fun! Swinging half a kilometer hundreds of feet above the forest floor is exhilarating. The wind, blowing through your hair, my camera, swinging from it's strap, and me, screaming like an idiot. The complete course was miles long, ending with a rappel down 120 feet. Let me tell you, that is really damn scary. But all that aside, the ride started with an hour long car ride out of our hotel, on the way, we met the rest of our group. Our "gang" so to speak, consisted of a game developer for Activision, a producer of "Just for Laughs, Gags!", a trainer for Wells Fargo, and a website designer who was in charge of something called "Blink".
The drive, uneventful as it was, gave me time to finish my book, "Fighting Them on the Beaches", the story of operations leading up to "Overlord", or the allied invasion of France. But I digress, once we got there, we began the arduous hike up to a waterfall, one which we stayed at for literally one minute, if not less, a total of half an hour was wasted on the hike up, both ways. We drove for another half an hour before reaching the actual zipline. Once there, there was no turning back. I was the second last to go, in front of only my Dad. That was awesome. No other thoughts entered my mind as the instructor removed my clip. At one point, I nearly dropped my camera, but luckily, as it fell, my strap caught and jerked it towards me.
Around the platform 4 mark, our guide stopped us, he had seen something we hadn't. It's called Flight of the Gibbons for nothing. He had seen something that wasn't spotted much, a gibbon. Despite being called "Flight of the Gibbon", gibbons are only spotted around once every month. It was certainly something special, the mother had a mono-colored beige pelt, whilst her baby's was dappled with lighter spots, creating a somewhat spotted pelt. Nearing the end of our zip-line experience, we crossed a bridge to the final platform. Let me say, that I will never rappel that thing again. We then had a meager dinner of rice, curry, and coke, if that's even a dinner. A great experience, it helped us become closer as a family and have a great time, definitely a highlight of my vacation.
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