Task 1: Mythology.

1.)The dictionary definition(www.dictionary.com) for mythology is: a set of stories, traditions, or beliefs associated with a particular group or the history of an event, arising naturally or deliberately fostered.

2.)From Wikipedia.com, heir definition of mythology is: In common usage, myth means a falsehood — a story which many believe to be based on fact but which is not true. However, the field of mythology does not use this definition.

3.) From http://urbanlegends.about.com/cs/folklore/f/mythology1.htm, their definition of mythology is: a field of study that is not easily defined, being as much a composite of many other subjects of human inquisitiveness and investigation as it is a unique arena all its own.

4.) From http://www.answers.com/topic/celtic-mythology, their defnition of mythology is: A body or collection of myths belonging to a people and addressing their origin, history, deities, ancestors, and heroes.

5.) From http://www.pantheon.org/articles/m/mythology.html, their definition of mythology is: In this sense one is describing a system of myths which were used by a particular society at some particular time in human history.


My definition of mythology would have to be the study of a myth. A myth is a legendary story that has been around for years originating from a specific culture with heroes and has been past down through cultural tradtions.

My Original Sonnets

The Monster

What you’re feeling right now isn’t normal.
You’re hurting that you’ve found a way to crash.
You hit rock bottom while dressed in formal.
The one you needed the most just bashed.
You threw your life away to a substance.
A high that you’ve recently just met.
But you couldn’t listen even for once.
You drown in your own self-pity I bet.
Why, why did you give up trying so hard?
Playing the fool of thinking you were stronger,
All my thoughts, feelings and cares were absurd.
For you to be better is taking longer.
Are you ready to fight for your soul?
Or let it drain, drain into a bowl?

Tearing Myself Apart.

You, you sat, laughed, and watched me beg and plead.
Hoping you would have an explanation,
You only worried about taking lead.
And left me to reflect moderation.
I asked you, ‘Tell me something that will hurt’
You can’t even give me satisfaction.
I’ve watched these candles fade and now their burnt.
You laughed at devastating reactions.
I knew something wasn’t right when you left.
Behind my back you had feelings for her.
Underestimating, you are a theft.
You took a piece of my heart, but what for?
A barrier I, I had to build up.
So you, you would finally give up.