I am afraid of writing, because I always feel like it is never good enough. Another reason is because it always seems to never make sense and I always have a hard time beginning an essay. That and I always have a hard time trying to figure out what to write about and what details to put in it. To me ever since I was in the third grade I have had hard time writing. I started to get better in middle school through tenth grade, but once junior year research paper was coming up I froze. Knowing that a big assignment is coming up always freaks me out, why I honestly do not know. I hope to achieve self-efficacy by trying to overcome being afraid of writing, I just want to be able to write without feeling nervous or stressed out. It is important to me because I know that I am going to have to write a whole bunch of papers throughout college. So I am hoping by the time I am done with com1110 I will be a much better writer and will not get stressed or nervous when it comes to writing. I am not really all that creative so I am not sure how I could use those urges. Hopefully I will become a more creative writer after this class and can be a great writer without having to get help. If I did have a creative urge I would want to be able to sit down and think of awesome topics to write about and be extremely creative with it. By using them I could write amazing stories/essays for classes and maybe get better grades with the essay parts and maybe I will not be near afraid to stand up and read my essays. To me having to read essays in front of people is not my thing that is also something I am trying to overcome by the time I am done with this class.
My object that I brought to class is a book that got me started to read. The cover is purple, with a grey wolf on it. While the little wolf girl is drinking purple pickle juice. The first time I got this book you could hear the crinkling of the pages as you opened it. The smell was like a brand new book that has never been open before. You could almost taste what the purple pickle juice tasted like as she described what was in it. The feeling of the book felt very bumpy from the imprints that they printed on the front cover. The pages are extra light and thin. My mom is the first person that got me started to read books. I was about six years old when she bought me this book. I remember her coming home with the book and I was so excited about receiving y very first book. Every night she would sit on my bed and help me learn to read and sound out words. She would make me sound out every word and if I did not know how to sound it out we would skip it and move on to the next. I always looked forward to reading with my mom every night before I had to go to bed. If she would forget I would always bug her until she would come read to me. That book I would take with me every where I went. Then after awhile I just about had the book memorized.
The hall was was quiet until she heard the sound of the creaky floor, and the wind blowing outside the doors and windows as she walked down the hall. She thought it was very errie that it was this quiet, especially at this time of day. It was never this quiet, and there was always someone out wondering the halls, but today there was noone walking about. It was very very odd to her, and she wondered why there was noone around. The most creepiest thing about it, was the wind blowing it sounded like a tornado going through, and the hissing sounded like a ghost moaning through the halls. While the wind was blowing she could hear the trees outside scratching the windows making it sound like nails on a chalkboard. Which made the girl jump everytime she heard the branches on the window. She kept walking down the hall, and as she got closer to her classroom she kept her head down, not wanting to make any eye contact if someone did come out into the hall. She hated that awakward eye contact she got anytime she looked up from the ground, it always made her blush, which made it even more embarssing. As she got even more closer to the door, she started to hear laughter, and noises, which made her feel a little bit better as she walked. The noises helped drown out the sounds of the creeky floors,and the hissing and blowing of the wind outside. Hearing noises made her feel like she was not alone after all. Once she got to her classroom she saw that there was noone there, and yet she still heard laughter and talking. She wondered where it was coming from, it freaked her out knowing she could hear talking but saw nothing. Then she felt a cold chill go down her back and she started running, hearing her heart beat faster and faster until she got to the door that lead outside. Once she got to the door the door was locked,and she could not open it at all. She started screaming and noone could hear her because she was alone. Then she jerked and she woke up from her sleep, it was all a dream after all.
Today in class we watched How I met your mother. It was a super funny TV show. At first I did not think it would be any good, but that is just the not giving it a chance feeling. It was about three guy friends that made a pack to watch star wars triology every three years. Then before they would do that they would think of their future within those three years. They would make up what they thought that it would be like. Like who they would be for example, married, jobs, house/apartment. Then they would reunite within three years, to see how things worked out, and if it was how they thought it would be. Also in the beginning it was funny watching the neighbor freak out, when that other guys neighbor walked out at every time, every night. He was so crazy and stalkerish. This show was just very interesting all the way around. It did have some inaprotiate things that would not be appropiate for under the age of 13. It showed you put your mind to somethin, and set a time frame, either it will work or not. If it does not then think of something else, and set another time frame until you achieve what you thought of. It took the one guy on the show 13 years to finally get where he wanted to be. He finally had his job, married, and a baby. Also within those 13 years the three guy friends, still met up to watch star wars triology. To me this just showed if you put your mind to something it should work out unless you give up on hope. You shouldn't just because it did not work out the first time, try again.
When i turn on the computer for facebook, twitter, or just the internet, and also the t.v, i always hate listening too the politics talking on the t.v, or computer. It just annoys the crap out of me. But the only way that i can get into a political argument is when something, is posted on facebook. When i see someone from the political side posts something, I love jsut writing or saying how i feel about the situation. I love the debates, and arguing with others, to try to prove a point. But that is the only time i get into with politics. As it is coming into October and close to election, I hate it!!! Because my house phone continues to constantly ring, and to me it feels like it never stops EVER! It makes me want to unplug my phone. The t.v is the same way, it just annoys me when i have to hear Obama talk, I'm sorry and do not mean to offend anyone but i can not stand obama at all. He does nothing but lie and put us more in debt. I understand not every president is perfect, but obama just makes me livid. That is the reason why i do not like listening to the tv or look on the internet much during elections. Becasue all the politicans do are lie to get us to vote to someone who is only lying. I honestly do not like either candidate that is running for 2012 election. But if i had to choose i would choose Romney, he is better then obama for sure! I just wish there was a better person running against obama, i honestly hope he does not win this year.
Little Red Riding hood was wearing a red north face jacket, in the middle of the fall. It was in the middle of October, and she lived in Georgia, to specific Savannah. She loved living there, especially in the fall time, it was always so nice and just right outside. While little red riding hood was walking around her town, she decided she wanted to grab something to eat. She thought maybe some Italian food, like Spaghetti Wear House. She loved their spaghetti, it was always made just how she liked it. Before she went she decided to see if her grandmother wanted to come along with her, so she decided to walk to her grandmother's house. As she was walking she saw a dog a pretty black lab, it looked like it was about 2 years old still a pup. It decided to follow her, and when she did not see a collar on it she decided to let him follow her to her grandmother's. As they approached her grandmother's house she could see the smoke from the chimney, and her grandmother making something that smelled delicious to her. She went inside with her new companion, and asked if her grandmother wanted to go eat with her. Her grandma said yes she would love to! Then she questioned the dog and asked when she got a dog. Little red said she found it and took it, because she did not want it to get hit. So grandma let her leave it at the house, for when they went to grab lunch, and then at their spaghetti.
Detective: As I walked towards Wal-mart and crossed the caution yellow tape, I noticed a woman and a man crying while holding each other. As I continued to walk up to them, I asked them if they were alright, and if they were the victims parents. They both said yes they were and that yes they were alright just in shock from what just happened not even two hours ago. At the moment I only knew a little girl who was about fourteen years old was stabbed in the stomach and in her heart. The mother said my daughter only had to go to the bathroom, and I told her alright and I let her know where I was going to be at for when she got out, she could find me. She told me okay and started to head towards the bathroom, as I continued to do my grocery shopping I saw a man walking somewhat fast, with a black hoodie and dark jeans and shoes, he was heading in my daughters direction. I really did not think anything of it, just a usually strange person at wal-mart, so I called my daughter to let her know to be careful, she said she would. It was about 15 minutes later that she still had not returned and I thought I would call her, and she would not pick up, then I tried three more times and still did not answer. That is when I started panicking and worrying where my daughter was at and if she was okay. Then I ran to the bathroom and there she was lying there naked stabbed and killed, last thing I knew I could not breath at all. I see I said well I will try to find out who killed your daughter mam. Coroner: As I walked to the body in the bathroom I could already see there was a crowd of people trying to get information out of the cops and from the detectives. I pushed and squeezed through the crowd to get to the body, but of course it was not that easy most people would not move so I had to start shoving people, I needed to do my job, by taking pictures and writing what I can see and assume what could have happened. Once I got through the crowd I showed the cops my I.D. and went into the bathroom and right from the doorway I started taking my photos of the body and the setting of bathroom of the blood all over the walls and floor. As I walked up to the body I noticed how the the stabbed wounds were cut a certain way, a way that I have seen on a recent body that was stabbed earlier on the week. I also saw a piece of hair laying beside the body, so I picked it up with gloves and I also had to take pictures of footprints left behind, I thought this person did not know how to hide footprints that is for sure. Once I was done writing what I saw, and when I was done taking my pictures I knew I had to get back to the lab to start working right away.
Wife- WHo is this women you're staring at, and also trying to avoid? No one babe just thought she seemed familiar thats all. But hey I am going to go to the bathroom I'll be right back. Alright but I still think you know that girl and there is something between you two, because you are constantly looking around the store, but alright hurry back I am going to need help carrying stuff. Hmm I am really wondering why he was acting so "jumpy" whenever he saw that girl, kind of makes me wonder if he did not have a past with her, because she looked him up and down and that will not fly with me at all. Maybe I will go find that girl and ask her why she was looking at my husband like that and if they have a past or something, if that is why he is acting so jumpy. As I am walking to the bathroom I could hear my husband talking, thinking that he was suppose to be in the bathroom, I ignored it and kept walking. But as I kept walking down an aisle his voice seemed so close and really did sound like him, so I decided to follow that voice to see if it was him or not. Then I also thought my husband has been gone a long time now, so maybe it was him and he found a buddy or something. Once I turned the corner I saw him and said babe are you coming back to help me yet? I can not lift these things member the doctor said I couldn't lift heavy things until the baby. As I was finishing my sentence he turned around with a flushed face and said umm bbbbabee what are you doing here, I told you I would be right back. I know but you were gone for a long time just to go to the bathroom. Who is this girl you are talking to? Um I am his girlfriend who are you? I am his wife for 3 years now and having his baby. Um babe I am not her boyfriend I know it looks bad seriously we are not dating. Yes we are and you always told me for the last 2 years that you do not believe in marriage, what ever happened to that huh? But I guess the reason why is because you are already married and can not get married twice.. I just could not beleive it my husband after knowing each other for 6 years and married 3 that i could trust him, i guess not. I I I am leaving you you little jerk! I can not belive that you are cheating on me after everything we have been through, and we are even having a baby to? But do not worry i will have the baby and raise it by myself do not worry about it. I hope you are happy because we are done i am never coming back you screwed up big time. I threw my ring at him and turned away and walked away from my soon to be ex husband. I could hear him saying babe wait im sorry come back!!! But it was to late i was done, ill be a single mom on my own, as i walked out of Toy-R-Us.
In the beginning it was me, my boyfriend, and my two friends driving down a creepy, scary street. We were on our way to a cabin in the woods. It was dark, and the moon was shinning just a little bit where you felt safe but not really. It made you feel nervous and scared of something that might jump out of the woods. My friend Kylee and me were scared to death, we tried to tell my boyfriend and her boyfriend , if we could just go back home. But Sam (Kylees Boyfriend) told us that we were being babies and to just relax everything is going to be fine. That was what he only thought though, little did he know a serial killer was wondering around with a buddy of his. The scary part is we were in the same woods as the serial killer and his buddy.... Once we got to the cabin me and Kylee stayed together not wanting to get lost, we walked up the creaky steps, as we were walking, I swore I saw a pair of eyes watching us, and I whispered Ky do you see those eyes, or is it just me? She said she did but she did not know if I saw them so she did not say anything. So we ran inside and told our boyfriends about it, and of course they thought it was our imagination getting to us. The boys went outside to grab the rest of our things and me and Ky decided to try to clean up the place. As we were cleaning up we heard a noise at the window, I just figured it was the guys trying to scare us so I said haha very funny, and as I was saying that the boys walked in and the noise continued to grow louder.. I screamed and they ran to the window to see what it was, me and Ky huddled together bawling our eyes out not knowing what was there. As the boys walked to the window there, there were the eyes that me and Ky both saw looking at us from the woods...TO be continued
Hey mom I have a question? My girlfriend really sucks at making out I mean she really sucks. I have been trying to help her out by making her better but she will not listen to me. It is coming to the point where I can not even stand to kiss her, that is how bad she really is mom. What can I do, to make her making out a little better, because if she does not get better soon, and does not take my advice I will probably end up leaving her. Well son maybe you could be just flat out honest with her, and tell her in the nicest way that she sucks, and try to tell her you will give her tips. Like tell her that she could use her stuff animals, fruit even, and even use the internet I heard that they give out pretty acturate information now a days. Do you think that she will get mad and leave me though? I really do not want to lose her, but I mean I guess I need to be honest with her dont I? Yes you do, goodluck dear!
By watching the food art videos, I feel that it shows that even with food you can get as detailed as you need to with a research paper. To me I thought it was very interesting watching the food viedos and seeing how the painter would just paint away without even thinking, and making it so detailed. This helped by showing that no matter what you are doing either a research paper or painting you need to be extremly detailed and need to explain everything. I really did not have any dislikes at all with watching these videos, it was just neat watching them, especially when he used cheetos and bbq sauce for two pictures just flat out neat to me. Also pictures can tell stories so the more details you put in a picture the more the audience can get what the painter is trying to say. Just like when you are writing a research paper you need to give details to let the audience know exactly what you are trying to tell them in the story. So I feel that this helped me understand that you really need to be extremly detailed when it comes to writing anything.
There was a witch, a easter bunny, and santa claus. They were all three best friends and always played together, which was hide and go seek, tag, and just taking long walks through the woods, and hills. There really was not one time that they were not together at all. One day the witch losted its cat and could not find it anywhere and she say down and cried, and the easter bunny and santa asked what was wrong. Instead of the witch being nice she yelled and said that they stoled her cat and that she wanted it back. But of course the easter bunny and santa did not understand what the witch was talking about and said that they did not take her cat and asked what happened again. The witch decided to leave still believing that santa and the easter bunny stole her cat from her. Which left the easter bunny and santa alone and confused on what just happened. Santa asked the bunny what just happened and the bunny said I do not know, what did we do? Later on the witch was walking all alone and she heard a noise and could not figure out what it was, and decided to see what it was. Here to find out it was her cat stuck in a tree, she felt so bad for yelling at santa and the easter bunny but she needed to apologize for yelling at them.
By playing Jeapordy, I learned that I need to start reading and paying a lot more attention to what I am reading, instead of just picking out only certain information. Trying to memorize the information that the author is saying instead of skimming. I learned that I need to read before class so I can remember all the information, instead of two days before because I can not remember all the information that i am suppose to remember unless it is an hour before, or unless it is interesting to me. I really need to break my habit of shuttin my mind off and not wanting to remember information. So I am hoping that I break my habit in the end, that is what I learned from playing Jeapordy.
I am afraid of writing, because I always feel like it is never good enough. Another reason is because it always seems to never make sense and I always have a hard time beginning an essay. That and I always have a hard time trying to figure out what to write about and what details to put in it. To me ever since I was in the third grade I have had hard time writing. I started to get better in middle school through tenth grade, but once junior year research paper was coming up I froze. Knowing that a big assignment is coming up always freaks me out, why I honestly do not know. I hope to achieve self-efficacy by trying to overcome being afraid of writing, I just want to be able to write without feeling nervous or stressed out. It is important to me because I know that I am going to have to write a whole bunch of papers throughout college. So I am hoping by the time I am done with com1110 I will be a much better writer and will not get stressed or nervous when it comes to writing. I am not really all that creative so I am not sure how I could use those urges. Hopefully I will become a more creative writer after this class and can be a great writer without having to get help. If I did have a creative urge I would want to be able to sit down and think of awesome topics to write about and be extremely creative with it. By using them I could write amazing stories/essays for classes and maybe get better grades with the essay parts and maybe I will not be near afraid to stand up and read my essays. To me having to read essays in front of people is not my thing that is also something I am trying to overcome by the time I am done with this class.
ReplyDeleteWhen you run out of ideas for Misc, try creating a random story! :)
DeleteMy object that I brought to class is a book that got me started to read. The cover is purple, with a grey wolf on it. While the little wolf girl is drinking purple pickle juice. The first time I got this book you could hear the crinkling of the pages as you opened it. The smell was like a brand new book that has never been open before. You could almost taste what the purple pickle juice tasted like as she described what was in it. The feeling of the book felt very bumpy from the imprints that they printed on the front cover. The pages are extra light and thin. My mom is the first person that got me started to read books. I was about six years old when she bought me this book. I remember her coming home with the book and I was so excited about receiving y very first book. Every night she would sit on my bed and help me learn to read and sound out words. She would make me sound out every word and if I did not know how to sound it out we would skip it and move on to the next. I always looked forward to reading with my mom every night before I had to go to bed. If she would forget I would always bug her until she would come read to me. That book I would take with me every where I went. Then after awhile I just about had the book memorized.
ReplyDeleteThe hall was was quiet until she heard the sound of the creaky floor, and the wind blowing outside the doors and windows as she walked down the hall. She thought it was very errie that it was this quiet, especially at this time of day. It was never this quiet, and there was always someone out wondering the halls, but today there was noone walking about. It was very very odd to her, and she wondered why there was noone around. The most creepiest thing about it, was the wind blowing it sounded like a tornado going through, and the hissing sounded like a ghost moaning through the halls. While the wind was blowing she could hear the trees outside scratching the windows making it sound like nails on a chalkboard. Which made the girl jump everytime she heard the branches on the window. She kept walking down the hall, and as she got closer to her classroom she kept her head down, not wanting to make any eye contact if someone did come out into the hall. She hated that awakward eye contact she got anytime she looked up from the ground, it always made her blush, which made it even more embarssing. As she got even more closer to the door, she started to hear laughter, and noises, which made her feel a little bit better as she walked. The noises helped drown out the sounds of the creeky floors,and the hissing and blowing of the wind outside. Hearing noises made her feel like she was not alone after all. Once she got to her classroom she saw that there was noone there, and yet she still heard laughter and talking. She wondered where it was coming from, it freaked her out knowing she could hear talking but saw nothing. Then she felt a cold chill go down her back and she started running, hearing her heart beat faster and faster until she got to the door that lead outside. Once she got to the door the door was locked,and she could not open it at all. She started screaming and noone could hear her because she was alone. Then she jerked and she woke up from her sleep, it was all a dream after all.
ReplyDeleteToday in class we watched How I met your mother. It was a super funny TV show. At first I did not think it would be any good, but that is just the not giving it a chance feeling. It was about three guy friends that made a pack to watch star wars triology every three years. Then before they would do that they would think of their future within those three years. They would make up what they thought that it would be like. Like who they would be for example, married, jobs, house/apartment. Then they would reunite within three years, to see how things worked out, and if it was how they thought it would be. Also in the beginning it was funny watching the neighbor freak out, when that other guys neighbor walked out at every time, every night. He was so crazy and stalkerish. This show was just very interesting all the way around. It did have some inaprotiate things that would not be appropiate for under the age of 13. It showed you put your mind to somethin, and set a time frame, either it will work or not. If it does not then think of something else, and set another time frame until you achieve what you thought of. It took the one guy on the show 13 years to finally get where he wanted to be. He finally had his job, married, and a baby. Also within those 13 years the three guy friends, still met up to watch star wars triology. To me this just showed if you put your mind to something it should work out unless you give up on hope. You shouldn't just because it did not work out the first time, try again.
ReplyDeleteWhen i turn on the computer for facebook, twitter, or just the internet, and also the t.v, i always hate listening too the politics talking on the t.v, or computer. It just annoys the crap out of me. But the only way that i can get into a political argument is when something, is posted on facebook. When i see someone from the political side posts something, I love jsut writing or saying how i feel about the situation. I love the debates, and arguing with others, to try to prove a point. But that is the only time i get into with politics. As it is coming into October and close to election, I hate it!!! Because my house phone continues to constantly ring, and to me it feels like it never stops EVER! It makes me want to unplug my phone. The t.v is the same way, it just annoys me when i have to hear Obama talk, I'm sorry and do not mean to offend anyone but i can not stand obama at all. He does nothing but lie and put us more in debt. I understand not every president is perfect, but obama just makes me livid. That is the reason why i do not like listening to the tv or look on the internet much during elections. Becasue all the politicans do are lie to get us to vote to someone who is only lying. I honestly do not like either candidate that is running for 2012 election. But if i had to choose i would choose Romney, he is better then obama for sure! I just wish there was a better person running against obama, i honestly hope he does not win this year.
ReplyDeleteLittle Red Riding hood was wearing a red north face jacket, in the middle of the fall. It was in the middle of October, and she lived in Georgia, to specific Savannah. She loved living there, especially in the fall time, it was always so nice and just right outside. While little red riding hood was walking around her town, she decided she wanted to grab something to eat. She thought maybe some Italian food, like Spaghetti Wear House. She loved their spaghetti, it was always made just how she liked it. Before she went she decided to see if her grandmother wanted to come along with her, so she decided to walk to her grandmother's house. As she was walking she saw a dog a pretty black lab, it looked like it was about 2 years old still a pup. It decided to follow her, and when she did not see a collar on it she decided to let him follow her to her grandmother's. As they approached her grandmother's house she could see the smoke from the chimney, and her grandmother making something that smelled delicious to her. She went inside with her new companion, and asked if her grandmother wanted to go eat with her. Her grandma said yes she would love to! Then she questioned the dog and asked when she got a dog. Little red said she found it and took it, because she did not want it to get hit. So grandma let her leave it at the house, for when they went to grab lunch, and then at their spaghetti.
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ReplyDeleteAs I walked towards Wal-mart and crossed the caution yellow tape, I noticed a woman and a man crying while holding each other. As I continued to walk up to them, I asked them if they were alright, and if they were the victims parents. They both said yes they were and that yes they were alright just in shock from what just happened not even two hours ago. At the moment I only knew a little girl who was about fourteen years old was stabbed in the stomach and in her heart. The mother said my daughter only had to go to the bathroom, and I told her alright and I let her know where I was going to be at for when she got out, she could find me. She told me okay and started to head towards the bathroom, as I continued to do my grocery shopping I saw a man walking somewhat fast, with a black hoodie and dark jeans and shoes, he was heading in my daughters direction. I really did not think anything of it, just a usually strange person at wal-mart, so I called my daughter to let her know to be careful, she said she would. It was about 15 minutes later that she still had not returned and I thought I would call her, and she would not pick up, then I tried three more times and still did not answer. That is when I started panicking and worrying where my daughter was at and if she was okay. Then I ran to the bathroom and there she was lying there naked stabbed and killed, last thing I knew I could not breath at all. I see I said well I will try to find out who killed your daughter mam.
Coroner:
As I walked to the body in the bathroom I could already see there was a crowd of people trying to get information out of the cops and from the detectives. I pushed and squeezed through the crowd to get to the body, but of course it was not that easy most people would not move so I had to start shoving people, I needed to do my job, by taking pictures and writing what I can see and assume what could have happened. Once I got through the crowd I showed the cops my I.D. and went into the bathroom and right from the doorway I started taking my photos of the body and the setting of bathroom of the blood all over the walls and floor. As I walked up to the body I noticed how the the stabbed wounds were cut a certain way, a way that I have seen on a recent body that was stabbed earlier on the week. I also saw a piece of hair laying beside the body, so I picked it up with gloves and I also had to take pictures of footprints left behind, I thought this person did not know how to hide footprints that is for sure. Once I was done writing what I saw, and when I was done taking my pictures I knew I had to get back to the lab to start working right away.
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ReplyDeleteWHo is this women you're staring at, and also trying to avoid? No one babe just thought she seemed familiar thats all. But hey I am going to go to the bathroom I'll be right back. Alright but I still think you know that girl and there is something between you two, because you are constantly looking around the store, but alright hurry back I am going to need help carrying stuff. Hmm I am really wondering why he was acting so "jumpy" whenever he saw that girl, kind of makes me wonder if he did not have a past with her, because she looked him up and down and that will not fly with me at all. Maybe I will go find that girl and ask her why she was looking at my husband like that and if they have a past or something, if that is why he is acting so jumpy. As I am walking to the bathroom I could hear my husband talking, thinking that he was suppose to be in the bathroom, I ignored it and kept walking. But as I kept walking down an aisle his voice seemed so close and really did sound like him, so I decided to follow that voice to see if it was him or not. Then I also thought my husband has been gone a long time now, so maybe it was him and he found a buddy or something. Once I turned the corner I saw him and said babe are you coming back to help me yet? I can not lift these things member the doctor said I couldn't lift heavy things until the baby. As I was finishing my sentence he turned around with a flushed face and said umm bbbbabee what are you doing here, I told you I would be right back. I know but you were gone for a long time just to go to the bathroom. Who is this girl you are talking to? Um I am his girlfriend who are you? I am his wife for 3 years now and having his baby. Um babe I am not her boyfriend I know it looks bad seriously we are not dating. Yes we are and you always told me for the last 2 years that you do not believe in marriage, what ever happened to that huh? But I guess the reason why is because you are already married and can not get married twice.. I just could not beleive it my husband after knowing each other for 6 years and married 3 that i could trust him, i guess not. I I I am leaving you you little jerk! I can not belive that you are cheating on me after everything we have been through, and we are even having a baby to? But do not worry i will have the baby and raise it by myself do not worry about it. I hope you are happy because we are done i am never coming back you screwed up big time. I threw my ring at him and turned away and walked away from my soon to be ex husband. I could hear him saying babe wait im sorry come back!!! But it was to late i was done, ill be a single mom on my own, as i walked out of Toy-R-Us.
In the beginning it was me, my boyfriend, and my two friends driving down a creepy, scary street. We were on our way to a cabin in the woods. It was dark, and the moon was shinning just a little bit where you felt safe but not really. It made you feel nervous and scared of something that might jump out of the woods. My friend Kylee and me were scared to death, we tried to tell my boyfriend and her boyfriend , if we could just go back home. But Sam (Kylees Boyfriend) told us that we were being babies and to just relax everything is going to be fine. That was what he only thought though, little did he know a serial killer was wondering around with a buddy of his. The scary part is we were in the same woods as the serial killer and his buddy.... Once we got to the cabin me and Kylee stayed together not wanting to get lost, we walked up the creaky steps, as we were walking, I swore I saw a pair of eyes watching us, and I whispered Ky do you see those eyes, or is it just me? She said she did but she did not know if I saw them so she did not say anything. So we ran inside and told our boyfriends about it, and of course they thought it was our imagination getting to us. The boys went outside to grab the rest of our things and me and Ky decided to try to clean up the place. As we were cleaning up we heard a noise at the window, I just figured it was the guys trying to scare us so I said haha very funny, and as I was saying that the boys walked in and the noise continued to grow louder.. I screamed and they ran to the window to see what it was, me and Ky huddled together bawling our eyes out not knowing what was there. As the boys walked to the window there, there were the eyes that me and Ky both saw looking at us from the woods...TO be continued
ReplyDeleteHey mom I have a question? My girlfriend really sucks at making out I mean she really sucks. I have been trying to help her out by making her better but she will not listen to me. It is coming to the point where I can not even stand to kiss her, that is how bad she really is mom. What can I do, to make her making out a little better, because if she does not get better soon, and does not take my advice I will probably end up leaving her. Well son maybe you could be just flat out honest with her, and tell her in the nicest way that she sucks, and try to tell her you will give her tips. Like tell her that she could use her stuff animals, fruit even, and even use the internet I heard that they give out pretty acturate information now a days. Do you think that she will get mad and leave me though? I really do not want to lose her, but I mean I guess I need to be honest with her dont I? Yes you do, goodluck dear!
ReplyDeleteBy watching the food art videos, I feel that it shows that even with food you can get as detailed as you need to with a research paper. To me I thought it was very interesting watching the food viedos and seeing how the painter would just paint away without even thinking, and making it so detailed. This helped by showing that no matter what you are doing either a research paper or painting you need to be extremly detailed and need to explain everything. I really did not have any dislikes at all with watching these videos, it was just neat watching them, especially when he used cheetos and bbq sauce for two pictures just flat out neat to me. Also pictures can tell stories so the more details you put in a picture the more the audience can get what the painter is trying to say. Just like when you are writing a research paper you need to give details to let the audience know exactly what you are trying to tell them in the story. So I feel that this helped me understand that you really need to be extremly detailed when it comes to writing anything.
ReplyDeleteThere was a witch, a easter bunny, and santa claus. They were all three best friends and always played together, which was hide and go seek, tag, and just taking long walks through the woods, and hills. There really was not one time that they were not together at all. One day the witch losted its cat and could not find it anywhere and she say down and cried, and the easter bunny and santa asked what was wrong. Instead of the witch being nice she yelled and said that they stoled her cat and that she wanted it back. But of course the easter bunny and santa did not understand what the witch was talking about and said that they did not take her cat and asked what happened again. The witch decided to leave still believing that santa and the easter bunny stole her cat from her. Which left the easter bunny and santa alone and confused on what just happened. Santa asked the bunny what just happened and the bunny said I do not know, what did we do? Later on the witch was walking all alone and she heard a noise and could not figure out what it was, and decided to see what it was. Here to find out it was her cat stuck in a tree, she felt so bad for yelling at santa and the easter bunny but she needed to apologize for yelling at them.
ReplyDeleteBy playing Jeapordy, I learned that I need to start reading and paying a lot more attention to what I am reading, instead of just picking out only certain information. Trying to memorize the information that the author is saying instead of skimming. I learned that I need to read before class so I can remember all the information, instead of two days before because I can not remember all the information that i am suppose to remember unless it is an hour before, or unless it is interesting to me. I really need to break my habit of shuttin my mind off and not wanting to remember information. So I am hoping that I break my habit in the end, that is what I learned from playing Jeapordy.
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