Right now i'm sitting in class trying to type this post before the bell rings on a keyboard that won't seem to cooperate with my fingers. I seem to be misspelling all the words by adding P or F at the end of words. When I first decided to type my blog post right now, I was certain I could get it done, now after switching computers and having to fix everything I type i'm kind of doubtful. That what we were just working on too, a paper on the relationship between certainty and doubt. I personally feel as if the topic was one better fit to be in our notebooks and have a class discussion about than on an argumentative essay, but that's just me. after reading my two friend's essays for the peer review I found it was really interesting how my two friends found that doubt was good while my other's friends essay was the complete opposite. After reading just two I was certain that I was the only one who thought that you needed both certainty and doubt, but then my third friend wrote about had she felt certainty was better for a way a living. And a that point I was certainly doubtful that i was the only person in the whole English class who had taken the position I had. However, my friend Natalie wrote her essay on doubt, and while I read it thinking i didn't feel the same way about it as she did, she made one point that very much stuck out to me: "Nothing will be as bland as the things that accompany the boredom of great certainty." And after reading that I was again certainly doubtful that I would look at the relationship between certainty and doubt the same way.