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I learned a lot and had a lot of fun doing this (:

 Aquí está la descripción del proyecto y la rúbrica.

Thus far, I have laid a few of the main characters and the setting of the story. I have done this by having friends comment on my profile and status' with a comment that is substantial to the plot, often revealing key components of the story. I will continue to build the story for another day or so and then I will move on to the important part of the story.

I am having difficulty updating my posts throughout the day. I've heard there is a way to connect Twitter to Facebook and then have the twitter posts timed, but I have yet to figure it out. Also, I am trying to provide as much background information as possible that I deem necessary, but it's difficult finding pictures and videos of people that at least look similar enough to pass for each other.

Prom Dress.Shipping 6-8 WEEKS! Bull

Great Ideas. 
Hungry Ego. 
Crashing. 
More Ideas. 
Selfish Pride. 
Crashing. 
Greedy pockets. 
Greedy bank accounts. 
Crashing. 
Somewhere in between 
Crashing 
and 
The Ending.
It's all Over. 

So far, I have the FB page. I will start posting on Friday. My story is short so I will be giving a lot of background. Some people are having trouble in terms of making their story/page “realistic”. I will be adding a lot of friends and try to see if they are willing to comment on my character’s page.

 

This whole project is about a lesson on perspective. First we started out with learning what a horizon line is, a vertical line, a horizontal line, and orthogonal. We drew boxes showing us the different styles of perspective. We drew a worm for the view from below the horizon line and a bird for the birds eye view. Then we started to draw the room. The whole room is really just boxes, horizontal lines, vertical lines, and orthogonal lines. It is also suppose to have furniture in my room, however I haven't gotten that far due to me not being present in classes. 

Although I haven't completed my project just yet, I have had a technique to doing the project. I have to just get into my own world and draw. I can't be afraid to mess up my paper because then your paper is really not going to be as detailed as it could be. A lot of this project is to just "wing it". I also I have to use my "artist eye" and make some artist choices for myself. 

What was easy to learn was making the ceiling. The ceiling was so easy because I used a tool called the helper line. This is a line that you use to help draw your ceiling or even your floors, if they have tiles.

What was hard to learn was when I was suppose to make a straight line or a diagonal line. However, that all goes into using your "artist eye".

Tamatha has a really good drawing. This drawing is detailed and it is actually very interesting. I could sit there and look at her picture and be entertained. Click on her name, which is a link that will take you to her blog.

My story is still in the beginning. I am at the point where my character is handling so much she isnt posting to many tweets but starting Friday, the posts will start up again and it will be clear that she is going through something and hiding something and that her bf and her are having trouble. My story is well on its way.

Sooooo, my story is not going the way I planned. The event happened, but I feel as though my social media setting is not expressing the seriousness of it. I thought that it would work, but it just doesn't seem real enough. At this point I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm probably just going to keep going, but it's not going to be the way I want it to be. Maybe as I keep going it will get much better.

Hm. Well, I'm beginning to think I might be going about this wrong. Instead of using twitter to tell my story, I just made a twitter for my character where he posts about his recovery. I guess this is still doing it correctly though. The only problem is that I can't straight up say the events that happened in my story. I have to sort of let my character realize them and post what his thoughts and reactions to these realizations. This makes the storyline very vague. I don't really like it being so vague and not having a clear set of events. I'm not really sure why I let this happen. However, if I say the things that are happening straight out, then the character will feel fake. It makes it really difficult since my character doesn't actually know what's going on from his amnesia. I think my mistake was writing the story in third person and then trying to retell it in first person. 

My benchmark is going quite well.  I've laid the setting and characters in my story and have begun to build up to the climax.  I recently opened a Twitter account for my character and connected it to her Facebook, so I am able to only post to Twitter, but both are updated. I believe this makes Lebow a much more believable character (it is unlikely that someone would post the same thing to two different sites). 

I've also just discovered a tool called Twuffer which allows me to schedule my tweets.  This is perfect for me because my story takes place during a weekday, which makes it difficult to constantly update Twitter, this way I can do it all the night before.  

During this project, I've realized that timing is very important when delivering a story, especially when you are attempting to show, not tell.  For example, "This is not going to work out," is much more effective when followed by "I knew it" 12 minutes later than 5 1/2 hours later.  Twuffer will allow me to control this very well.  

Ugh! Still sore from yesterday's soccer game. Note to self: Never go against your adviser....you end up with a bruise on your arm T-T

​My mom and I now have a room mate living with us. Her name is Jennifer. She's a friend of my mom and is going through a tough time at the moment so my mom offered her a place to stay. Although I feel bad for the position she is in I'm really glad she's living with us. My mom works night shifts now so I rarely see her and come home to an empty house. But now that Jennifer is with us i am no longer returning to an empty or dirty house. She's good company and i enjoy having her live with us and don't want her to go but at the same time I do cause i want things to work out for her.

My mom and I now have a room mate living with us. Her name is Jennifer. She's a friend of my mom and is going through a tough time at the moment so my mom offered her a place to stay. Although I feel bad for the position she is in I'm really glad she's living with us. My mom works night shifts now so I rarely see her and come home to an empty house. But now that Jennifer is with us i am no longer returning to an empty or dirty house.

I'm really loving my senior project. Not only that I'm learning from it but I'm having fun too. My outside is a cool guy. He has a lot of wisdom and knowledge and he's passing it on to my friend Cam and I. I feel honored. Even if I don't complete my capstone the way I visioned it, at least I learned from the experience.

I become ill with each breath. Maybe is all because of you, maybe is all because of me- but although decisions are difficult to make. I’ve already decided, It’s better for me to leave. 

Dear XXXXXX :

It is very depressing to see how our relationship fell apart.

When did you began to focus on your own interests?

When did you start to think that your ideologies were superior?

When did you start to think that the only reasons that mattered were yours?

When did you forget me? – When did you start to forget what I wanted?

 

All of my decisions and actions were based on you.  I always thought of how you would react.
To me, you were the most important person.

I always wanted you to feel proud of me.

 The sad thing is that, in the process- I ended up forgetting me.

 

I forgot what I wanted.

I forgot how I felt.

I forgot my ideologies.

Now that I want to tell you what I think, what I believe, and what I feel – It’s too late.

 

Perhaps it was my fault, for not putting my thoughts as a priority.

Perhaps it was your fault, for being so selfish.

Perhaps the fault lies on the society in which you grew up.

Perhaps the fault lies on the society to which I want to belong. The true is that the answers of these questions will not help anything…

As I said before: It is depressing to see how our relationship fell apart.

So when I got home today from school my sister asked me if I wanted to go shopping with her. And of course I said yes so bye see you later.