Fluff: My Weakness

When I was a young fourteen year old, I was obsessed with fluff. The sweet spread was like a snack to me, as I would put it into sandwiches, on graham crackers, and even by itself on a spoon to eat.  One day, my mom found a whole Fluff jar empty after a mere few days after the purchasing of the product, since yours truly ate all the marshmallow goodness.  Needless to say, my mother never bought fluff for the household again, in an attempt to change an unhealthy habit of mine.  As a result, I have been deprived, but have accepted this positive change.  Fluff however had come back to haunt me when I started AP Language and Composition.  English had been my favorite subject during freshman and sophomore year, so I entered the class with very high expectations, and with an eagerness to improve on my writing for the Bull's Eye and for my future as a college student.  Little did I know, my writing was very flawed.  The fluff in my writing consisted of unnecessary details that served no purpose in what I was trying to convey, therefore I had become  "The Fluff Queen".  It was difficult to see what I, as a writer, was trying to focus on.  Fortunately, I was made aware of this issue early on, and was able to make corrections faster.  What I had been told through my previous years in school was the constant phrase, "the more detail the better".  AP Language and Composition made me realize that sometimes you have to change and adjust your habits in order to move forward with success.  Adding in fluff was what I had been doing since elementary school, so coming into Junior year English was a sudden awakening for me.  As a result, I had to change my way of writing to achieve a new level of expertise and sophistication.  I had to change my way of thinking by becoming more straight forward in my essays and my participation in class discussions.  I had to change my way of expressing myself and my opinions.  Although scary, this year's class has taught me that change can be something to embrace.