reflection

 Youth voices is a great way to express your ideas and share it with the youth voices community. It also helps with new ideas because the discussions gives the reader new ideas to try in their future photographs..etc. I contribute to Youth voices by posting my discussions with what I've learned, this may enlighten someone who reads my post. I also post on the 'What's up' discussing what I've learned at the moment. Every post that is posted on Youth voices can help a reader try out new things or bring them onto that path. The ideas you post will be expanded, which will be helpful. I think the easiest on Youth Voices would be the writing because all you are doing is bringing your ideas into a discussion. It can also be challenging because there may be so much things running through your mind that you want to post, but you may not know how to state it in the discussion. Reading different discussions can help because they each contain ideas that you can also contribute to your ideas and expand on them. I wish people could post their comments on the discussions because you see that there are a lot of reads, but there aren't as much comments.

During my time visiting and using the Youth Voices website, I realized that I contributed a lot of my work. Every time we finished a project or editing a picture, we would write on Youth Voices and share our work with the whole environment. For example, we learned about famous artists and how their work connected to ours. Once we completed our research, we were ready to submit our final work to the Youth Voices website. 

A really easy task to do on Youth Voices is finding the post that you want to find. There is a search engine along with keywords so it's really easy. Joining a lot of groups and seeing posts in that group is also really helpful. I feel that having a lot of groups is really organized and having work stored in certain locations is quite easy. 

In my opinion, the hardest struggle that I encountered on Youth Voices would be finding all sorts of templates or forms that we had to use. This website is really organized yet it can be very confusing at some points. Overall, this website is easy to navigate and know your way around.

I attend East-West School of International Studies. Across the street from my school is Kissena Corridor Park but is commonly known as The Korean garden located in Flushing, NY. In my English class we have been going here a couple of times each week for the past few weeks, and we go to the plots that we have chosen and writie about what we see day by day. There are hundreds of plots in the garden and many different varieties of flowers there also.

I chose my plot because it looks pretty and has a lot of life to it. I say this because when I looked at some other plots, they had a lot of dead plants or none at all. When walking around it, one finds thirty-one bricks, it smell like old dog poo.

Over the past few weeks, I've been writing about a garden that is located within Kissena Corridor Park. The plot i chose is toward the back of the whole thing. There doesn't seem to be many people back there, it seems to be almost deserted like people gave up on it.

I think there is a lot of philosophy residing within the garden. A lot of deep thought that I could discuss here. As I was saying, my plot is very empty. I think the reason for that is that everybody can't be everywhere at the same time. You see, we seem to be needed in different places at every point in our life and it is impossible for everybody to take up all the space.

Let's take me for example. There are walls, one on each side of me and I can only go forward. There is only one narrow path that I can follow because the walls are so closed in that I can only move forward. This means that I don't have access to the rest of the earth or the rest of the space until my path leads me in to that unknown space. My plot is a symbol of space that has been used and that person has moved on.

 For the past four years, we have built a comfortable place in high school. We know what we're going to do the next day and who we're going to see. But once we finish these next four days all of this is going to change. Most of us are not going to live at home anymore, or go to school with same people we've seen since kindergarten. Now, we really don't know what the next day is going to bring. And this uncertainty brings up the question of whether or not our actions are predetermined. Are our lives controlled by fate? Or do we create our lives on our own? I like to think that we are fully in control, but how does that explain all the natural disasters, accidents, and other bad stuff that seems to happen to good people? We only have control over so much, but once we leave home, we have so much more control over our own lives. The fact that we are adults takes on a whole new meaning. We, not our parents, make decisions about the most basic part of our lives. And that's a little intimidating.

Over the past four years, as seniors it fair to say that we have all witnessed, or even taken part in behavior that everyone hates, and now as our highschool time is coming to an end I feel it is my duty to explain to underclassman how to not act like "noobs". Hopefully this practical advice will inspire some to not make the same mistakes most of us  have over the years. First and formost; while in a hallway/stairway always  take a second to preform a personal self check in which you ask yourself the following questions. 1.) Am I currently soliciting in a large group that is clearly constructing a hallway or a doorway? 2.) Am I standing idly by and watching the masses push their way through a half open door, or am I using my common sense to open the other side as well?. 3.) Am I flamboyantly hugging or kissing my boyfriend/girlfriend as the entire school watches me? 4.) Am I using my plastic sandwich bag as a food projectile stomp rocket? 5.) Am I obnoxiously loud or overly confident when I know I have my "wolf pack" behind me? 6.) Am I rude to people just because they are not my age?

 I can't even go all of First Semester without going to the Hospital.

As I write this, I'm being blinded by whites, browns, greens and yellows staring back at me from the window across the room while a soft breeze strangles me from an open window.  And I ponder on how to reflect on this year.

Summer's Gone, it's School again.
The old "Hello," the distanced friend.

I started the year off as any.  Hell, I ended the year as any. I started my mornings with KRCL 90.9, my evenings with the window rolled down.  I studied for tests and drew robots or something on my notes most, if not all of my classes.  I took photos of students playing Non-Dom.  I walked to my car everyday, hid my phone 'neath my leg in class, laughed, smiled, sighed, yawned.  It was all the exact same to me.  And even now, I still don't feel like I'm a Senior in High School, let alone a College Freshman. That might be a bad thing.

Fall is Here. It's still the same.
Purple Skies and Autumn Rain.

 I'm an agent on Evoke, and my work on Evoke over the past four weeks (weeks 4-7) has been boring because seriously all you do is write and honestly I'm tired of it. 

My Thoughts on Evoke