A bit about me
Me. A single word, containing
of just two letters, titles each and every one of us but how can the definition
be so different for us all… Although the scientific answer still remains a
mystery, the word ‘me’ means the following to myself:
Dear Diary,
Saturday 7th, September, 2013
5:00am
I can’t sleep any longer, I’m just too exhilarated!
6:00am
In just 2 hours I will be in the fields of Forest of Dean ,
beneath a canopy of vibrant, emerald, green leaves and above the shining,
bright, blue lake, doing the high ropes, again…
I love, the perfect perspective of the world below, all matter;
all problems seem so tiny from up high in the tawny trees.
I love, the way that the sun reflects the scenic
surroundings across the glossy lake.
I love, the way the fresh, crisp air ruffles your hair, as
you take a deep, daunting breath and plunge yourself from your current, safe
podium, across the forest and just for that moment your flying, your flying on
a giant rope swing, releasing your inner monkey.
I love, the idea of an obstacle course up in the air – pure
genius…
I love, all out door pursuits from the high ropes, to
canoeing, to quad biking – they all posses qualities that give you that excited,
yet owner of butterflies fluttering in your stomach feeling…
6:01am
One minute has passed! Only one proxy minute! I’m very
impatient and super ready to go and do the high ropes!!! I have had my
breakfast, a nice piece of fruit as a starter, followed by a hot buttered piece of toast,
finishing with a sausage sandwich and washed down with a glass of fresh orange
juice - I like my food and I’m already mentally planning what to have for
lunch…
6:02am
Maybe I will watch some television that will pass some time.
Hmm but what to watch?
6:03am
Flickering through the channels, I see NEW GIRL on repeat, I
can’t believe I missed an episode, it’s my favorite program.
6:35am
It just finished L But on the positive side,
we are leaving now, as it takes an age to get there. Although the journey may
drag and I may drive everyone in the car crazy, as I sing the whole way, the
knowing that I will be soon be climbing in the trees, keeps my ear to ear smile
fixed – the forest of dean awaits and I’m on my way! J
12:34 09/09/13
ReplyDeleteDear diary,
today I read this blog. Not because I wanted to, and not because I had any real reason to read this blog in particular, but more because I had to comment on at least two in the style they used and diary seemed like it wouldn't take much thought which it didn't, although I did have to be careful to refer to everything as if it happened in the past rather than in real time because that would have been incorrect.
Goodbye Diary, you're such a good listener,
Isaac.
Dear diary,
ReplyDeleteToday I read this diary entry on a blog. I really liked it and I found some similariteis between myself and the perosn writing the diary. I thought that it was really well written and I especially liked the definition about me at the top of the blog.
Very well thought out.
Speak soon diary.
Dear Diary,
ReplyDeleteSo my english task today was to read peoples blogs and to respond to them in the same imaginative form that it has been written in. I commented on several as asked, but there was one in particular that caught my eye,I feel this is because it relates to me a fair amount and am in some ways relieved I'm not the only one that gets so excited
Thats all for today, until next time.
Dwayne
Dear diary,
ReplyDeleteI have interacted with the writer of this extract from their diary. I've found some very interesting and also some oblivious interactions created by the writer. Many female related aspects occurred, her love and passion for activities was highlighted.
Thankyou diary.