Sunday, April 30, 2006

Sometimes we make mistakes and learn from them. Sometimes we don't. Sometimes we hurt others, or have our own hearts broken. Sometimes we succeed, sometimes we fail. But it is these experiences and those people we meet that make us who we are. I know that without my family and friends, I would not be half the person I am today. I would not have learned from SOME of my mistakes, I would not have fallen in and out of love. I would not have succeed, I would not have failed. Throughout life, we make our friends and our enemies. It is up to you though, deciding who will be what.

"No body said it was easy, no one ever said it'd be so hard." - Coldplay

People also come in and out of your life, on a daily basis. Do YOU want to keep them in your life, or will you just allow them to sift through your hands like grains of sand? And that deciding factor can turn your hold world upside down, so I'm going to preach it...BE CAREFUL with your life and with others. Don't be selfish (all the time), but don't over-do it. Do what you wish to do in life and be yourself. Do not EVER fear being yourself. Because then you can't live your life how you wish, your dreams will not come true, and you will fail yourself, which I don't know if that is worse than failing others or not.

Friday, April 28, 2006

She lies there
On her bed
Wishing he was there
Wishing she no longer felt dead

She gives and loves
Him all the time
But why can’t he answer
The questions that run through her mind?

She longs for his touch
For his sweet embrace
Tears flow from her eyes
Remembering how he kissed her face

All she can think about
Is how perfect she thought it would be
But what she didn’t know
Is what she couldn’t see

She didn’t see how he was with other girls
She didn’t see through his lies
All she saw and felt inside
Was how he gave her soft sex sighs

She feels like she’s lost him
When he doesn’t remember to call
She sits there, with the lights dim
She feels her soul, crash and fall

Some people don’t see though
How much he does care
They just give her grief
With this, she can no longer bear

So she keeps her feelings inside
No longer expressing them with love
She is no longer free
She is no longer the sweet white dove

She doesn’t smile
His digits, no longer on the dial
She waits for someone else
To come and pick up his pile


Of shit he left with her
Not clothes, papers or a note
But the shattered pieces of heart
Which he so often broke

But she doesn’t see
How she deserves so much more
How life without him
Wouldn’t be such a bore

She’s got to be real
He’s got to learn how to deal
That it’s only his loss
He’s missing out, on her love sauce

She’s got so much to give
She’s got the kind of life to live
Others must see
That she’s the queen bee

No one’s stronger
No one’s lasted longer
She’s the one with all the juice
She’s the one who holds the wild deuce

So stop trying to front
Stop trying to play stunts
‘Cuz no one can top
The woman who rolls the blunts

To make it more true
People must see
That their time is due
All she can do is glee

For she knows she hasn’t wasted
Anymore of her precious time
On this boys love
Now it’s just like a sour lime

She no longer has that love thirst
He no longer makes her heart burst
She’s the one causing the pain now
To her, he must bow…

Thursday, April 27, 2006

So, I've been thinking...

The government is established for and by the people, meaning that the government is there to help and benefit everyone. The government should, without a doubt, be involved with regulating big businesses because if the private sectors are in charge and have ‘power’ then they will try to take over the world. They would be nothing but trouble because their only goal of importance would be to gain power and to rule as much as possible and they wouldn’t have concern of the people as a whole. It’s not like the people aren’t having a say in what goes on either, with having the government acting as a partial regulator of big businesses. The PEOPLE elect other people to be involved in the government.
People need to become more understanding of the fact that if the ‘invisible hand’ was in control and that society tended to its needs by itself things would not change! It’s not that the ‘people’ are not capable of controlling what happens in and with society, it’s the question of whether or not they are willing to take on such a responsibility of taking care of society as a whole and themselves alone even. Many people believe that people should tend to themselves and not worry for others, as where others see it best that the government should have some participation of regulating big businesses. Let’s admit, people can’t live in complete chaos and disorder, it is best for them to have some sort of regulation and laws to abide by to live up to their full potentials. “Regulation of business is seen as necessary to the welfare of the public to prevent exploitation by selfish business people. Such a view would be hard to square with reality, with history both recent and distant”

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

In one of my classes, I have been working on a paper on the book I have been reading, "The Authobiography of Malcom X". Not only has it become one of my favorite books to this day, but it has taught me a lot about being honest and true to ones self before being able to do so towards others. Not only with this was he able to change himself, but nearly just as importantly, Malcom X was able to change society as a whole. He taught people to fend for themselves and to stay true to their beliefs. I couldn't think of a better role model who not only preached such powerful and truthful words, but also he stuck to what he believed in and followed what he said too.

Here's a little bit from my paper.

An extremely social personality, loving and strong willed. He never failed himself, and always tried to do what was best. He was a spokesperson for his people, one may recall. A powerful leader who never stopped trying to prove his place and other Negroes places in society. Through his lifetime, and growing up as a child, he learned through his experiences to see his race as a whole and not just himself, later looking for equal societal ways, whichever way he could get them. One elder lady, described this man after an afternoon of tea, enjoying his company: “You know, it was like having tea with a blank panther” (Haley, vii). He left a strong impression on individuals, communities, on the world as a whole. No one has ever come among us like Malcolm X has. No one will ever replace him, or take away his memories and all that he did for our society today. Not only should we be thankful in our day to day lives and hope for more people like him to travel along our paths, but we should never forget the footprints he made in our histories.

Malcolm, while experiencing his new job and new life, I believe develops an epiphany: he changes his last name to ‘X’, symbolizing the unknown African name he would have had if his ancestors had not been kidnapped and enslaved. I believe that this representation of ‘X’ is a sign of maturity and growth inside of Malcolm. He sees how important his family is to him and that he is not embarrassed of who he is or where he came from, but proud. It means more than words could possibly ever describe. Later down the road, he finds himself developing another temple in New York where he and his followers emphasize on the Christian’s role in the oppression of blacks.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

So, I just got back to my room from my business law class, and our teacher went off on how he had his degree in philosophy and that's about as far as my attention span went on that topic. At the end, he asked the class, for some reason, "what is the definition of a human being?" That definitely grabbed my attention because I love Plato and his ways of thinking and I also enjoy philosophy classes, so of course I reacted.

It's amazing, who would have thought of a question like that? I mean honestly, have YOU ever thought about it? What exactly makes a human being a human being? What characteristics distinguish human beings from other things in our environments? To me, being a human being is more than just having legs and arms and being able to talk. It's the experience of emotions, it's the experience of failure, of success. Being a human being is having the mental capabilities that animals do not have. Being a human being is being able to feel free and to express how you feel when you feel that particular way. It is being able to learn and further more, being able to teach others what you have learned. It is being able to find a connection, most importantly with yourself, but also with others. It is being able to accept others for who they are and what they aspire to be. Being a human being is being able to forgive and forget. A human being is a person who holds all these characteristics and so much more. It is allowing to let yourself be yourself around others and accepting yourself for all that you are. Being a human being is being able to smile, yet allowing yourself to cry. Being a human being has morals and values. A human being is one who can adapt to certain changes, but also being so scared of that change while you're adapting to it! Being a human being is thinking of that one person when you hear that one song, good or bad. Being a human being is having memories and expressing them. It is a person who loves things that others hate, but also find commen grounds to agree with others on. It is being able to smell the fresh rain drops, seeing the lightening and hearing the thunder. It is being able to fall fast asleep, but also stay up all night thinking of what the future might possibly bring. It's one of the greatest blessings.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Style: Lesson 9

In Lesson 9, Williams discusses the importance of elegance and having it capture your reader. It is almost a necessity in writing to have balanced sentences with stresses at the end, leaving your reader intrigued and wanting to read forward. After reading the first few pages, I learned which words are "heavier" than others and what exatly these particular words do. It was interesting to read that whether you use a "heavy" or "light" word at the end of one of your sentences, it may have different affects on the reader and even on their interpretation of the sentence. I also learned that readers have a harder time reading nominalizations, especially in subjects. Williams followed up with the three devices of elegant stress. I had no idea that one word could drastically change the impact of the sentence on the reader. He also included how the writer can create an elegant sentence ending with stress with four helpful tips.
Later in Lesson 9, he concludes that it is important to have stress, but to be careful when structuring ones sentences. It is important to thoroughly develop your idea, but do so carefully. It doesn't need to be expressed in one run-on sentence. He is by no means don't experiment, but just do so knowing how easily it is to have a run-on or too short of a sentence that has nothing in it.
Elegance is something that all writers can obtain, it's just practice that makes perfect, and it's risking failure, to later down the road, own success. With balance, stress and the simplicity of combining words, one will succeed!

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Daily, our lives change and yet somehow, we still manage to, each morning wake up and accept the challenges given to us. Though not all the same, these challenges test our abilities and strength, pushing us to make it through the day, only to lay down for a few hours, wake up and do it all over again. Each day we see new people and go new places, not knowing what lies within them; maybe for the better, maybe for the worse. Maybe these people and places change our lives forever, maybe we leave oblivious to the fact that anything “new” just happened. Regardless, live each day as it is your last, because you never know when that chance to do so will be lost.

I say this because you really never know when it's going to end. You never know when something might happen to you that will change your life forever or if it will make you sad, happy, nervous or maybe even something you've never felt before in your entire life. Take advantage of those moments, the good and the bad ones because it is when those moments happen that you become who you are and develop a sense of yourself that you never thought you could. This could also be bad or good, but like I said before, it's these moments that change us, the people that impact our lives so greatly, we don't know what to do, what to feel or how to act...and sometimes, it's the best feeling in the world. sometimes it's not. but these moments dont happen to everyone, so experience all the emotions you possibly can
what makes us as human beings rationalize things that we know are wrong? what makes us have that "gut" instinct that it wont be okay in the end, but we continue with our deceitfulness anyways? how is it that we can lay our heads down after a day of lies and sleep perfectly normal, sweet dreams and all? it's our inner devil...it's our relationship with our own selves, it's knowing that we are in the wrong, but we make ourselves believe that we cannot do anything about it, so therefore, we dont. what is it that makes us feel guilty, yet not admit to our faults? why can't we just admit it when we're wrong, when we messed up. why do people feel the need to lie to people when they know it will hurt them and themselves? why are people so incredibly fake? why is it that people fear being themselves? is society really that important? is what others think of you scare you that much?
if so, i say get over it. not trying to be rude or too upfront in your face kind of deal, but really, think of it! be yourself, that's what God intended you to be like. you should be proud of who you are and where you came from. be thankful for what you have and what possibilities you have.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

My mind no longer races
My heart just fades away
My world without you
Is all shades of gray

My eyes no longer find yours
My hands no longer hold
My lips no longer kiss you
My body lonely and cold

My stomach is no longer tickled
My feet no longer massaged
My ears receive no whispers
My neck, now is just dodged

My legs have no feeling
My back no longer curves
My nose remembers your scent
But now, my feelings are all a blur

Friday, April 21, 2006

DEAD

All my thoughts are eating me alive
I feel like a secluded bee
In it’s hive…

I can’t stop screaming
The light is no longer beaming
I wish it would all be over already
I’ve been feeling so unsteady

Bring me back to life
Take me away from the knife
Before I do something I regret
Take me out of this life’s debt

Everyone is worried
That I’m going to one day burst
They think my life is to be shared
And that I should not be so scared

But honestly I don’t think they see
What life could truly be
They don’t know what is there
Their whole view, is cold and bare

So let them figure it all out
I hope they no longer have their doubts
Because if they do
They’ll end up like me
Cold inside
Like the dead little bee…

Thursday, April 20, 2006

I was overwhelmed by my depression. Emotions swarmed inside of me. My eyes were droopy. The dark circles no longer embraced the inner almond color. They swelled from the salty drops that fell from them every day. I never ate, and when i did it wasn't much at all because I was too scared of gaining half of a pound. I had no response to anything. The bones protruded from my skin; each and every one of them By the middle of my sophomore year, I was still in children's clothing; size small shirts and size 14 pants. My clothes merely hung. I had become obsessed with looking in the mirror and working out, making sure I had no flaws. I drenched myself in what "perfection" was. Did I want to be like that senior who all the boys liked or was it merely the thought of being "cool" or "accepted"? The pressures of having no excuse to have "kid chub" anymore? What was it that made me like this? I had become "that girl"; conforming to society's "ideal" image and my every day stresses and pressures and even worse, the girl full of lies. It had made me everything that I thought I was not.

Re-done:

I became overwhelmed by my depression. Emotions swarmed inside of me, eating away every last ounce of feeling I had. Nearly like small bees struggling to get the last drop of honey from their hive. My eyes were squinted and droopy. The dark circles ruled my inner almond color. They swelled from the salty drops that exhausted them, falling day in and day out. I never ate. If I did, it wasn't much. I feared gaining a half of a pound. I feared disgust. My clothes merely hung from my protruding bones, like silk struggling to clamp on to a cold, dead hanger. I had become obsessed with looking in the mirror. I drenched myself in perfection, sopping up every last drop. Why? Well, who knows. Possibly because I wanted to be like that senior who all the boys liked, or just to be accepted. Perhaps it was my own way of dealing with the fact that "kid chub" was no longer "cute". I had become "that girl"; not only conforming to society's "ideal" image, but even worse, the girl consumed of lies. Deceit rested in her eyes. Once a radiant smile, now her mouth oozed silence. It had made me everything that I thought I was not.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Style: Lesson 8

Throughout this lesson, Williams forces the importance of one's sentence structures in their writing. In middle school and even a little in high school, I have sometimes became worried by the page limits set on particular papers I had to do, in fear that I wouldn't be able to write that much. But my mom always stressed an important thing to me about writing. Just because it's not the page requirement, doesn't mean you didn't complete the assignment. As long as you answer the question in the paper or complete the assignment to the best of your capabilities, then you have achieved what you needed to do and that was to write a paper. Though not ALWAYS true, what she said has definitely helped me cope with lengthy papers.

As a writer, it is important to determine a relationship with your reader early on by grabbing their attention and keeping it throughout the following sentences. With this said, Williams concluded that "readers read most easily when you quickly get them." The wordier one is, the less attention the reader keeps and with less attention, the reader loses their interest.

Williams also points out a helpful key to structuring a sentence. If you need it to be longer, make sure there is coordination. It is important to not just add on a sentence to another or put a few ands or so forths in the sentence to connect it with another, but most importantly, make sure your sentence develop into simpler to more complex ideas. This not only keeps your readers attention, but makes them think about what you wrote and what they just read. it also keeps their interest high and continuing.

Monday, April 17, 2006

What It Is:

It’s your healing touch
Your warm embrace
It’s a love of such
It’s in your face

It’s your words softly spoken
It’s from your loves’ token
That I can freely live
And to you, I promise to give

All my heart n’ soul
Everything I have
I’d give you every star in the sky
As long as you wouldn’t pass me by

It’s your eyes of love
Telling me that you care
When I look into them
I wanna strip you bare

It’s your soft kisses
Especially on my sweet spot
It’s the way you look at me
It’s the way your mouth drops

It’s your cute laugh
The way you smile
It’s how you walk
It’s how you always go that extra mile

It’s in everything you do
Even how you drink Mountain Dew
You always seem to make me leer
It’s how you make me cry a happy tear

Sunday, April 16, 2006

EASTER!!!

One of the best holidays there is! Easter is more than a celebration, it is a reunion between the hearts of friends and family members. It is a time to be with one another and appreciate all that you have. Family members bring more than just comfort. They bring to ME a sense of self, they help me to succeed and to prosper to be as much as I can be. My family means the world to me and I would not be half the person I am today without them. Each Easter my family and I have a sit down brunch with tons of delicious foods. But once again, it's not even the fact that it's delicious foods. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for every bite, but it's the chance to just look across the table and see my grandmother smiling back at me, proud as can be of all our family members. It's the fact that I can hear my youngest cousin, Blake laughing and his older brother only of four years telling him to be quiet and eat his dinner. It's my best friend, my sister Katie, sitting down the table because still to this day, if not "seperate at the adult table" we crack on our dad's habits and how our mom repeats herself without knowing (We dont really have to be seperated, but you get the point). My dogs always begging for food on our outside porch, and my uncle always being loud and rambunctious. It's when my family meets my boyfriend for the first time, lord help him and thank goodness my great aunts arent here!
I couldn't be more proud of my family and all that they are together, and each one individually. I love them all with all that I am and love our reunions. I hope that you all enjoy your Easter as much as I do!! GOD BLESS!:)

Friday, April 14, 2006

You used to dry my tears with your kiss
You used to say I’d be the only one
That you would ever miss

You used to say
I’d always have the key to your heart
You used to say
My love was as good as a sweet tart!

You used to give me comforting hugs
Why did they disappear?
Now all you tell me cold
That my lost love makes you tired n’ blue…




I sometimes wonder
Why your love
Pulls me under

It drowns me
Holds me down
I don’t hear a sound

Except your heart beat
You love me all over
You massage my size seven feet

You lift my head
Above the cold water
Saving me, I’m not longer dead

My heart n’ soul live on
The increases in violence among males over, the past decade, is implausible. “When boys kill, they are seeking justice, as they seem to see it, through their eyes”. (4) An eighteen-year-old boy shot a cab driver in the back of the head because he wanted to use a ‘cool’ gun. (3) A nine-year-old boy shot a seven-year-old girl because she said that she was better at Nintendo. A three-year old girl was caught as she held a knife to her mother’s throat and a six-year-old boy, with a blade in his hand, threatened to cut off his brother’s head. (1) So many people have little control over their anger and frustration. Things as simple as a boy wearing a ‘cooler’ pair of jeans, led another child to shoot him. A young student from a middle-class section of Portland, Oregon, was disappointed in his grades at the end of the semester. So, to fix the situation, he hurled a packet of explosives into the school’s office, causing nearly $43,000 in damages to the building. (5) Not only has male violence increased dramatically over the past years, and have males become more violent, but they are also becoming more and more likely to be a victim of such violence that they are portraying themselves. “In the United States in 1986, 4,223 younger men between the ages of fifteen and twenty-four years old, died as victims of homicides. That works out to be a homicide rate of 21.9 for every 100,000 males between the ages of fifteen and twenty-four.”
What makes this world so crazy and outrageous towards one another? Is it because I may study a different religion? Or is it because I dress differently? Or maybe it's merely because I have a different color hair? What is it that makes us so racist towards our neighbor? Ask yourself, is it worth it? Is it worth killing a mothers son to prove that you're different and you should be recognized in a different light? I personally think not. Nothing is worse such pain of another. Nothing is worth the tears or the fight...Nothing is worth your life. So be grateful and love your neighbor as you would yourself. Because in the end, that's the only thing that will make it "worth it."

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

DONE

Our spring hockey was supposed to start this past monday. It did, but I didn't. I have been sick with congestion and nausea. Just earlier, when I was finally thinking that I was starting to feel better, I decided to go for a small run. Now, I have always loved running and I could do it for hours on end, but one problem. All the sudden, mile number 2, I had an excrutiating pain in my stomach. I can usually run through pains like that, but for some reason, there was no way possible I could have. I thought I had pulled a muscle so I tried running through it and then I tried the elliptical and then the bike. NOTHING! So, then I went to stretch and I couldn't even do a situp it hurt so badly. Is this a sign? Ha, I kind of wish it was, so I wouldnt have to play hockey. Is that bad? Is it bad that I already, having seen my coach maybe three times since the end of our season earlier this year, that the thought of her makes me ill? I guess we'll just wait and see how that goes.
Plus, I still don't have my car from my accident, but no complaining because I'm driving my moms. But I have gotten two parking tickets! what the hell!? So, I went to campus safety and explained to them my pathetic little story and I still had to pay them. So not only am I sick and injured, but getting poorer and poorer by the day. Once again, any suggestions?
Though I have complained this entire blog basically, I'll ask another question. What is it that makes YOU get up in the morning? What is it that makes you want to get your day started, (besides sleep), what do you look forward to once your day has begun? Is it all worth it in the end, or do you still feel, at the end of the day, unaccomplished and worthless? Let's hope not.
Though we have rough days and at times we find ourselves stuck in hard times, that should not let us just give up. Get up in the day, knowing it's a new day and that a new day could be the best day of your life.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

so we've been working on details and grabbing our readers attention, so here's a try:

The Ocean’s True Story of Love and Beauty

The soft silky sand slivers between my bare toes
As I lay down feeling the sultry air run over my stomach
The sky is clear blue
I’m taking it all in, as I hear the children playing in the ocean
And their parents telling them to put on more lotion

The waves capture my thoughts of love
Always changing and ever lasting
Never seeming to be original
Always spontaneous

It’s something I would expect though
No less than what was meant to be
Love is a beauty, as is the ocean
It is always diverse and special
Different in everyone’s eyes

Some like to play with it
They like the changes
And others hate the ride
They rather stay on their boards, cruising perfectly over the curves

As the sun sets, the air changes
The Ocean calms down, as do the lovers
They go and hide away together
Seeking adventures that await them in the night
Expecting only what was meant

Monday, April 10, 2006

Style: Lesson 7

After reading Lesson 7 by Williams, I have realized that I do not follow half of the rules as well as I should. His main concentration was on Concision and though it is important to get your point across to your reader, you do not have to be so wordy and "profound" all of the time. Simplicity is sometimes a better way to go about establishing a relationship with your reader rather than sounding all "artsy smartsy". But at other times, it is good to put a challenge to your reader as well. Do not always think, as the athur, that your reader will understand your material as you may be presenting it.
Towards the end of this Lesson, Williams discusses the importance of metadiscourse and how at times, we may over use them, but also stresses the importance of having such ones in our writings. I guess Prof. Malesh has been write by saying that concerning writing, practice only makes you better. It absolutely amazed me when Williams showed the simplicity of being concise, and not terse. He took one paragraph and narrowed it down from 148 words, to 101 words and finished editing this paragraph to where it had a mere 38 words!
Concluding, Lesson 7 was very helpful. When I was younger, I always thought that the more words one would used to explain what they were trying to show to their readers was the better way to go. But by the time they get half way down the sentence that lasts half of a page, they have lost interest and their attention is not nearly as strong as it would have been if the authur just said what he needed to say to his readers and ended it there. Now that I have learned of Williams exercises and secretes of being concise, hopefully they will rub off in my writing sooner than later!
After reading through the various ways on writing arguments, I have come to the conclusion that the Causal Argument would be the best to use in refernce to my controversy. Because my topic and controvery is such an emotional situation and powerful storyline, I feel that by using the Cause and Effect method would be most useful. It is important for me as the athur to give to my readers the intensity of the subject because many things sprout from having an eating disorder or being heavily influenced by other subjects in your life to cause an eating disorder. To understand the basis of one, then to tell your readers what the consequences of having an eating disorder or by having a low self-esteem, it gives them a reality of the subject at hand.
In chapter 11, the athurs state the three major categories considering causal arguments and how to seperate them would be most useful. The last one says, "arguments that move through a series of links: A causes B, which leads to C and perhaps D. That made me think of the best way of writing an argument and for me to consider down the road while we continue our work on our controversies and developing our arguments. The book also states that Causal arguments are often definition-based. For example: What is the definition of an eating disorder? Many people may have different views on the topic. Or the question of: What considers "it" to be a "problem"? How far does one take it to be considered an eating disorder? etc.
It is also important to have a clear understanding of the topic being argued. Also, by exploring your own relationship with the topic helps to develop a more powerful and convincing argument for your readers. By having this relationship with your topic, it also gives the readers a better development of their relationship with not only the topic, but also the arthur; and that is always important especially if the arthur is trying to convince the reader to be on "his side" of such a controversy.

Saturday, April 08, 2006

A couple years ago, I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to go to a live viewing of "Crossfire". It's a show where highly debatable government issues are discussed.


Crossfire, an attractive and catchy name. One would think that it’s some reality show, with exciting and crazy people jumping through fire or juggling fire, something to do with fire. And they would be right. It does consist of ‘crazy people’ dealing with fire, also known as the multiple situations that have been and are taking place through the government.
I believe that it is extremely important that the participants on Crossfire are convincing with their arguments. James Carville, a strong and intelligent man who is involved in CNN’s Crossfire, is an outspoken democrat. Unlike myself, being a republican, I found myself agreeing with a lot of his viewpoints on different situations. That is one thing that I think is extremely important, to get people on your side and therefore, receiving their trust and support.
Another very important factor in having this job as a host/co-host on Crossfire, is knowing what you’re talking about. Tucker Carlson is a fabulous example. Every comment Carville stated, Carlson had something to say right back to him.
Crossfire is a show, which is made to help people understand politics and what exactly is going on in the government. It is a show where James Carville, Tucker Carlson and special guest such as the nations top newsmakers and political figures, go back and forth, debating the newest issues occurring.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Is it their smile? Their captivating eyes? What about the way they laugh? Or how they always get this look on thier face right before they blush from something. Maybe it's the way they make you feel about yourself, or how they feel with you. Don't forget about the way they look when they're sleeping, or how they toss their hair back out from their eyes. Or is it his favorite hat that you hate to love? For me it's the never ending empty feeling I get when he walks away. The nautious feeling that you only get when you dont think he'll ever turn around and come back to you. It's the fact that you know you can't go a day without talking to him or wondering what he's up to or how he's doing. Why do we get those feelings??? I have never been able to put my finger on it. But the worst is a 'love triangle'.All over the t.v shows and all through society, people find it hard to settle down with just ONE person. Or do they. I was watching a movie today called "The Wedding Date" and a father was telling his daughter that he believed that all woman have the love life they want. If that's the case, what in the hell is going on in my mind. I have to set some things straight and really think hard about what I want, because it's not what I have now.Would you ever change yourself for someone? If you loved them so much, would you ever act completely different towards someone else, just to "garuantee" them that you love them and not the person you're talking to. Or how about if they call continuously to know what you're doing, and you love that. Is that weird? Is it hard to find that one person though that you just get completely lost in and become speechless from the touch of their lips. What is it about our hearts and minds that make us go completely insane and fall head over heels stupidly inlove? And how is it, if love is oh so powerful, we fall out of it just as easily as we fall into it? What is that little thing in that person that makes us fight through all the rough times and at the end of the day, still love them uncontrollably?

Above is one of my earlier blogs this year and having been through a rough time with my boyfriend recently, all i can say is that it's definitely the feeling you get when you're around them. The butterflies nearly have power over you and you can't seem to do anything but smile regardless of what's happening; either because deep down you know it's stupid that you had a fight, or that you really still love them, or that you're absolutely delerious and don't care at the time (when we all know you really do). The fact that each of you try to hide it is the best part, fear of hurting one another, but knowing it's only going to hurt worse in the long run. Give in to it.

"Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on. -blow

Couldn't have had it better...and mostly, know that that person there is there in your life at this time for a reason when no one else seems to be...

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Style: Lesson 6

Williams begins Lesson 6 with the emphasise on the importance of ending our sentences. It is important to end our sentences with less complexity, and almost a summation of the sentence so it is more comprehensive for our readers. It is important to capture our readers with simple ideas in the beginning of our sentences and as we progress through them, to develop more complex thoughts that will intrigue our reader, hopefully, to read on. I believe, when writing, that it is important to show emphasis on particular words or sentence endings to engage the reader, but to keep it simple. When we use words and babble on and on, it not only confuses our reader, but often times, that confusion makes our reader become less interested and therefore they stop reading. I didn't realize that the word at the end of the sentence has the ability to stress the importance. I found it interesting that at the end, or just by developing a particular tone or form of a sentence adds to the importance of the word(s) or the sentence.
When Williams sums up the Lesson 6, it showed me the importance of ending a sentence that captures your readers attention and makes them think after they're done reading your material. His examples made me understand the terms better and helped me realize the importance of forming a sentence and capturing my readers.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

In one of my other classes, German Drama, I am learning a lot about the importance of our behavior here on Earth and how it is relevant to our afterlives. The following is an exerpt from one of our readings:

"But I would mention other reasons. Let me speak for a moment of myself. I grew up as a son of peasants in the Campagna. They were simple people. They knew all about olive-trees, but very little else. While observing the phases of Venus, I can see my parents, sitting by the hearth with my sister, eating their cheese. I see above them the beams blackened by centuries of smoke, and I see clearly their old, work-worn hands and the little spoons they hold. They are not rich, but even in their misfortune there lies concealed a certain invisible order of things. There are those various rounds of duties, from scrubbing the floor, through the seasons in the olive grove, to the payment of taxes. There is even regularity in the disasters that befall them. My father's back becomes bent, not suddenly, but more and more each spring among the olive-trees, just as the childbearings which have made my mother less and less a woman have followed one another at regular intervals. But they call up the strength to sweat up the stony paths with their baskets, to bear children, yes, even to eat, from the feeling of continuity and necessity which is given them by the sight of the soil, of the trees spring with new green foliage every year, of the little church, and by listening every Sunday to the Bible Texts."

After reading this passage, it was clear to me. The life after our death is what keeps people alive. It's what keeps us positive and keeps us strong. It gives us a reason to continue and to go forth and conquer all that we can so our life after death will be just as good as our life had been on Earth, if not better. If we suffer here on Earth, it's almost a "shoe-in" that our life will be better in the afterlife; at least that's what our teacher in class today told us. I am not sure if he was joking or not, but I think it was something to think about. We know that God's eyes rest upon us and for that , I know that I am grateful, but also reassured. It brings a sense of comfort into my life and makes me strive forward, in all that I do. But one question came from this in our discussion earlier today: Why are we good? If we did not have laws or anything else that restricted us, why are we good? If we were assured that nothing would come of our behaviors, would we act differently? I strongly believe that society forms religion and that from our molds, we develop ourselves. We have morals and beliefs prior to being taught anything or having learned about other cultures and religions either. So what do you think about it?

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Is it their smile? Their captivating eyes? What about the way they laugh? Or how they always get this look on thier face right before they blush from something. Maybe it's the way they make you feel about yourself, or how they feel with you. Don't forget about the way they look when they're sleeping, or how they toss their hair back out from their eyes. Or is it his favorite hat that you hate to love? For me it's the never ending empty feeling I get when he walks away. The nautious feeling that you only get when you dont think he'll ever turn around and come back to you. It's the fact that you know you can't go a day without talking to him or wondering what he's up to or how he's doing. Why do we get those feelings??? I have never been able to put my finger on it. But the worst is a 'love triangle'.
All over the t.v shows and all through society, people find it hard to settle down with just ONE person. Or do they. I was watching a movie today called "The Wedding Date" and a father was telling his daughter that he believed that all woman have the love life they want. If that's the case, what in the hell is going on in my mind. I have to set some things straight and really think hard about what I want, because it's not what I have now.
Would you ever change yourself for someone? If you loved them so much, would you ever act completely different towards someone else, just to "garuantee" them that you love them and not the person you're talking to. Or how about if they call continuously to know what you're doing, and you love that. Is that weird? Is it hard to find that one person though that you just get completely lost in and become speechless from the touch of their lips. What is it about our hearts and minds that make us go completely insane and fall head over heels stupidly inlove? And how is it, if love is oh so powerful, we fall out of it just as easily as we fall into it? What is that little thing in that person that makes us fight through all the rough times and at the end of the day, still love them uncontrollably?