The Whole Truth, and nothing but...

During my High School years I did horribly at English, so much so I made a pact with the Junior English teacher that if she passed me then she wouldn't have to endure my antics the next year. When I graduated High School in Texas, the prerequisites for graduating was Junior English only.

History, Math, and my ease with the French language allowed me to breeze through High School with a decent GPA. Going to College, I was able to maintain my grades with the help of those in need of cash.
So there you go, my own admission that Yes, I know that my blogging is horrid. Not once have I ever denied the fact that my writing skills are less than stellar.
Thanks to my dear old high school nemesis in reminding me that I should have taken Junior English over again, with the emphasis on paying attention.

Comments

DKG aka Scrappy Doo said…
Stilll luv ya eveen with your spelling and grmmr mistakes heheheheh
Hoss
Never take life 2 cerious hehehehe
May 24, 2009 at 5:49 PM
DKG aka Scrappy Doo said…
Hey cuz I am having a GIVEAWAY ck it out
Scrappy
May 24, 2009 at 5:51 PM
Miss Ginger Grant said…
Mon cherie! Il est facile fixer ce ! Dorénavant nous seulement blog en français!
May 24, 2009 at 6:48 PM
the dogs' mother said…
I am married to a dyslexic engineer and all three children are dyslexic, to one degree or another. I KNOW that intelligence has nothing to do with familiarity with grammar and spelling.
May 24, 2009 at 7:22 PM
David Dust said…
Listen Ho -

I don't think any of your loyal followers give a fig HOW you write - we just want you to keep doing it!!

XOXOXOXO

P.S. - Well look at Miss G!!!! How do you say "Wut up Tranny!" in French?...

:)
May 24, 2009 at 7:29 PM
kayce. said…
LOL @ david asking for totally improper french translations... :))

and i agree w/ everyone else's sentiments that i don't care how you write, so long as you continue to do so! you have enough heart to make up for any grammar mistakes!
May 24, 2009 at 10:18 PM
Dan said…
fuck em! you have read my blog, i never claimed to be an english major either. i love your style.
May 25, 2009 at 6:13 AM
Joy said…
Well, I am a retired English teacher and do notice which bloggers can spell and use proper grammar and which ones can't. I notice because I can't help it (years of doing it professionally); however, I don't judge. I didn't correct my students when they were talking to me because it's rude, but I graded their papers and pointed it out then because it was my job.

Spelling is a skill, and not a sign of intelligence. Some people have auditory discrimination problems and other reasons for not being able to spell. It's all pretty complicated. I also have a master's in special education for when I taught intellectually gifted students. Several of them had learning disabilities. We all have something.

I'd have loved having you in my class, Tugboat! You're just the kind of student who made me laugh and brightened my day!

And Mademoiselle Ginger! Oo la la!! Impressive! :-)
May 27, 2009 at 10:10 AM
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