#thats why i wrote kt down

[batshikns]

okay. dream dump because this was like. a very vivid dream and i loved it.

so like. me, my girlfriend, and my mom were on a roadtrip in some European countryside.the back of the car was like huge. like it went up the further back you went and it was filled to the top. we were driving past some tornado.

we arrived at some old looking castle(definitely inspired by me watching a video on the first section of resident evil 8 lol.). We got caught up in the tornado and me and my gf got flund up SUPER high but she landed it and i. did not. I just lost heart tho(lstsmp mention...). Like four times. me and my gf got separated by my mom who i think now was hanging out with my brother(? dream logic). Me and them went under the castle into like this showcase area. it has three rooms(one green and floral, one oceanic, and one yellow. i think) and each one it would turn night in and this guy would who, wasn't very threatening but i hated him for some reason, would carrying a package into the VERY quiet room and me and my gf would scare him off my stomping on the floor loudly. i think my gf said smth along the lines of "you sure we have to scare this guy off?" and I shook my head lol. after we scared off the guy and girl would come by shrouded in like. a hood and would say smth funny.

After that and we left, I texted my mom where we were and I think i was found by like my brother and then my gf disappeared from the dream(😭). When I went into the castle, everyone else was gone. there stood multiple, taller figures in black who were clearly vampires.

I dont remember how I escaped but I did.

Complete tonal shift I was at a dimly lit room that didnt look like a classroom and my brain told me it was so. and there was this new girl that came in, a small, red-head girl with glasses and she was talking to the teacher about some online username and i swear i heard mine but when i raised my hand so the girl could see i was batshikns, she asked me "are you daisyxxx?" and i shook my head no and me and her exchanged our actual online usernames. she was nice but i thought she was kind of annoying.

(i did look at a paper and i remember looking at the password section and it didnt look like any passwords ive ever had. it didnt even look like letters. amd i could've realized i was in a drema atm but i DIDNT.)

At my house I think i was contacted by like. a young adult vampire that i think was like. a self-insert and a intended love interest that i didnt consider a love interest. he was also accompanied by a girl vampire that shared the equal status. he said smth along the lines of "we need to give you something." so i went to the vampire house to give them what they wanted.

I went to like this study and gave the guy and girl vampires gave me what they wanted (some old antique), saying aomething alone the lines of "We need to get rid of this stuff so we can pass on," but then i got caught by like. another vampire who asked the younger vampires what the HELL they were doing with food. and I think I hid and then left.

ANOTHER time skip, im at the vampire house again but. Every vampire had moved on. It was cold and empty but for two blank, white corpses. One was covered in blood, strewn across a coffee table, and the other stood in the kitchen, dirt on its mouth and on the plate next to it. I remember being really distraught by this and asking "is this who you killed?!" but no one answered. I cleaned the single plate and carried the corpse that was in the kitchen outside. I threw him and then COMPLETE PERSPECTIVE SHIFT.

i was now a gamer/ghost explorer guy(??) with like . two friends. the tone was still pretty mellow though. somehow we angered this elder vampire with superpowers???? he has a drill two and go between this underground cavern thing and surface level. The guy who was me had the smart idea to swim in the ocean. I looked up but there was only a line of clear sky, the rest was covered by sand. When I reached a certain point it brought me back to the shore and told you some banger shit like you cant leave. and i lost a heart. I tried again, did the same thing, losing another heart. I got to like. 1 heart and then i drowned. which then turned the dream into a 64-pixel animation. where my guy floated down, it felt so somber and i went into this little cave.

I was then in the car with my mom, late at night in my home city, I was older, and she was. pregnant. ig. (but she wasn't planning on keeping it. ig.) She then drove me to one of my favorite art museums and it was wonderful.

I then say my dad with his step-daughter, but instead of feeling conflicted I felt calm. I gave him a hug and he was confused why I would do that. I simply shrugged. Off to the side was his wife and her kids, and a toddler?? she looked as angry as ever and absolutely pissed at me. But i didnt really care.

.th.dhte end.

[sludgeguzzler]

god i love lotr especially the online fandom bc i might not be a part of it but knowing that one of my dads most formative pieces of media something that he told me stories about in great detail (he knows the lore by heart) making me grow up hearing about it, is also some 17 year olds source of gay fanfiction is simply the best thing

[lucasgalperin-blog]

Maps: Take 2

Before we drew our doodle maps out in class today, me and @carsongreggdu99​ were talking about how the process of writing the #litReview actually helped us understand our sources better and how to use them in our Inquiry-based essay. There is something about the process of explaining something to another person that makes us learn as well; I think having to form actual sentences and express the information to get a point across makes your brain synthesize and interpret the subject matter further. So when Prof. KT said that we were going to spend the second half doodling about anything that sparked thought about what we are (really) learning through our research writing, and what it means for our writing self - I was pretty sure about what I wanted to express with my phrase and doodles. 

I was thinking about the idea me and Carson were talking about and how it actually is very true in my case: when I explain things that I understand, like an argument I’m trying to make in a paper or a sentence structure for Chinese, more often than not I feel like I’ve gained some sort of added understanding (or just remember how to form a sentence better). I think our Perkins and Salomon reading about hugging and bridging(low road and high road learning), especially a part of their conclusion - that the best type of teaching is one that finds a balance between these two types of learning and maximizes transfer - also applies to the actual teacher. If you’re explaining something to someone you are in a way revising the information your brain can access about that topic, so that’s a little like hugging and its base on repetition.

 But I don’t think that the process is only repetition; explaining a complicated topic to someone requires a mindful exertion from our brain in which we quickly decide how to put our stored knowledge into a cohesive explanation. Perkins and Salomon wrote: “[high-road learning] depends on mindful abstraction from the context of learning or application and a deliberate search for connections… it demands time for exploration and the investment of mental effort”, although the topic remains the same, I really think that the process of verbalizing our own understanding does all of those things to some degree, and thats why I feel more comfortable with the initial material. Combining both hugging and bridging, it makes sense that the process of verbalizing our thoughts - or in the Lit Review’s case writing - makes us learn a little. 

The phrase I chose for my drawing is “I understand better when I explain, and I explain better the more I understand.” I came up with it when I was trying to find an example for our discussion, the arrows that surround it was how I thought information works in our heads when we’re trying to put a bunch of thoughts together, and every time we do it the jumble gets a bit neater. Kinda like Doug Downs said in our reading on Threshold Concepts in regards to revision “using language not only represents one’s existing ideas, it tends to generate additional language and ideas.” (66) 

For my writing theory, this is what I posted for the first theory of writing assignment: 

“Writing can generate any feeling and communicate any thought, good writing does so with seeming effortlessness, whilst creating interest and entertainment for the reader. To achieve this, the author has to be invested in the process of generating a line of communication with his reader; soon enough, through his/her own musings, the reader will be invested in - and entertained by - the exchange as well.”

Because its aimed at writing that is meant for entertainment, it doesn’t really apply to transfer of knowledge that occurs while writing a Lit review, but I would add that writing can also help create additional thought and connections for the author as well. I guess thats why we did the #LitReview. My one sentence theory of writing in regards to improvement is: “Writing more can lead to better writing, explaining thoughts with writing can lead to better understanding”