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SPANISH 4 28/03/11 (A) Reconocer los indicios del maltrato
6 Word Story
Headache equals no work for Bianca!
I love opening the mail!
I got my RAMP certification and a check! Life is good.
College
I just got accepted to a school in Florida and I was looking forward to going there but reviews on studentreviews.com seem to discourage that. I noticed its at every school that there are many negative reviews that seem to really downgrade the school or any school in that matter. Im confused on trusting what I see and hear or actually experiencing it for myself and making the decision from there.
vase
This is a picture of my final product. I feel as though it could have
been better but because I'm still getting use to the shading and the
transparency of the vase i tried my best. I like that i added color to
it so that people could tell what it was. I think i could have made my
drawing more even with the shape of the vase. I did like this
assignment because I was tried of drawing people and drawing items they
never change verse drawing a person who can shift and change daily.
Overall I like this picture I drew,i think its one of my best.
Overall I like this picture I drew,i think its one of my best.
SPANISH 1 E1U5 Proyecto
Project description and rubric. Click here.
TAREA: 28/03/11 lunes
TAREA: 28/03/11 lunes
- Completar el organizador gráfico en google doc.
Facebook, You're Always Up To Something.
I'm freaking out.
I got a 67 on my math benchmark.
WHAT THE HELL
HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN.
I KNOW EVERYTHING THAT WAS ON IT.
TAYLOR EVEN CHECKED IT.
I SWEAR TO GOD. I'M GOING TO HAVE A PANIC ATTACK.
This is why I curse everyone out in the hallways that bump into me, and get frustrated with all of my work.
This is a disgrace. I can't even tell my parents. I'm going to start crying more than I already am.
I can't breathe.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Ugh.
I hate school. This sucks.
The one thing I actually put time into and I get a 67.
Fuck this.
WHAT THE HELL
HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN.
I KNOW EVERYTHING THAT WAS ON IT.
TAYLOR EVEN CHECKED IT.
I SWEAR TO GOD. I'M GOING TO HAVE A PANIC ATTACK.
This is why I curse everyone out in the hallways that bump into me, and get frustrated with all of my work.
This is a disgrace. I can't even tell my parents. I'm going to start crying more than I already am.
I can't breathe.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Ugh.
I hate school. This sucks.
The one thing I actually put time into and I get a 67.
Fuck this.
Love In A Bottle
before i fall asleep :/
everything got gloomy once i walked back in the house
the stares were cold, the answers were bitter
it was almost like for the entire weekend i was dreaming
an ofcourse i wasnt but the freedom was given to me
the laughter came like thunder throughout all 3 days
and i was happy
so happy that when i came back
it felt wrong
it felt like i wasnt supposed to be here
better yet, like it was almost time for me to leave
and find new things
this will always be my home though.
the stares were cold, the answers were bitter
it was almost like for the entire weekend i was dreaming
an ofcourse i wasnt but the freedom was given to me
the laughter came like thunder throughout all 3 days
and i was happy
so happy that when i came back
it felt wrong
it felt like i wasnt supposed to be here
better yet, like it was almost time for me to leave
and find new things
this will always be my home though.
3.27
"I'm seeing through his eyes, a child's biggest fear..."
Home Again.
I'm back home from Penn State and being there has been one of the best experiences of my life. I love everything about Penn State during my visit, the atmosphere, students, parties, food, school spirit, etc. There are so many things to do at Penn State. I'm counting down the days until I'm back on Penn State's campus !
Family
You're not a family unless you fight. You're definitely not a family if you don't get over the fight.
Sheraton
A night at the Sheraton, never again.
@Lauradaddysgirl
My project has one follower!
A Valuable Lesson
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Friday Night, Saturday and Sunday
Friday: Alrighty well work was butt. I mean like really, washing the toilet, cleaning pretty much the whole store. Butt. Its all because the owner was coming on Saturday and honestly I think he could care less how the inside of a bathroom would look like especially if it isnt that dirty. So working on a Friday evening, ugh I need to take some days off.
Saturday: Blah work, food, nap, homework, Saturday over, lolwut
Sunday: ^
Saturday: Blah work, food, nap, homework, Saturday over, lolwut
Sunday: ^
Advice
"You see, Taylor, Yale and Harvard are like Harley Davidsons. They are the treasure of Americanism and everyone is taught to aspire to them. The problem is that Suzuki and Yamaha have created better engines and higher performance bikes. I would take a Jesuit institution over an Ivy League any day. But that's just me.. "
"Ok.. I'm not sure I understand motorcycles that well, though."
"Ok.. I'm not sure I understand motorcycles that well, though."
The City Sounds Like...
The city sounds like
Raaaauu Raaauuu Raaauu
Bittadatdatdat Bittadatdatdat
Guns Fire, ambulance, police, Fire Fighting, People Fighters
The city sounds like
“Oh baby you’d do it if you love me”
And
“It don’t feel the same with one on baby, so do it to me slowly”
The city sounds like
Babies crying dying and “Honey I just ‘came out’ to my family”
The city sounds like
Thighs rubbing together with slurpings of Sprite from McDonalds with a side of a Big Mac
The city sounds like
“Can I have some change please, please I gotta feed my family”
“Trick give me my money by tomorrow or I’ll cut yo ass!”
The city sounds like
Empty promises from crack feigning mothers like
“Afternoon delight
Try not to fright baby you know I love you
Now sleep
Sleep and don’t worry about me
Hopefully I’ll see you in the morning
And if I get to see the sun again
I’ll give you the world…
I promise”
The city sounds like
(Mouthing) “Can you hear me?”
(Motioning: banging on glass) “Can you hear me?”
(Whisper): “Can you hear me?”
(Normal tone): “Can you hear me?”
(Yelling): “Can you hear me?! I will no longer go unheard by those who oppress and depress me!”
(Normal tone): “Can you hear me?”
(Whisper): “Can you hear me?”
(Mouthing) “Can you hear me?”
The city sounds like
“Extra Extra read all about it! Paris Hilton Finally gets some talent, Oprah gains 60 pounds for the 80th time, Saw 93 in theaters now near you! World Peace continues to get pushed back and ‘shit like’ news continues to get front pages and Top Stories.
Extra Extra Gossip all about it!”
The city sounds like
‘Ziiippp’ “Ok Big daddy, you got what you wanted, that’ll be $200 baby…cash or credit?”
The city sounds like
A life undone
With obstacles and trials
Victory and the overcoming
Without this the city, your life would be nothing
The city sounds like
A life well done
Mirror
Differences in prices:1920's Vs. 2011
Primary
sources:
You can clearly see the difference the 1920’s have all of the meats, fruits, and vegetables in one place, while 2011 everything is separated by category to avoid contamination and all are well refrigerated and covered, while in the 1920’s everything is placed out on a table.
I
chose to focus on cars, shoes and food because I thought those would be the
most interesting. First the car advertising;
As
you can see the advertizing techniques, car models, car types, shapes sizes,
have all changed but I think that what has changed the most is the prices.
Depending
on the type of car the prices for new cars average between 15,000$ and well
into the millions while in the 1920’s the average cost for new cars was $240 which is about $2,696 today.
Next up the shoes:
1920’s Vs. 2011
Again
I looked at the prices of each item and found that the prices of designer shoes
in the 1920’s were valued at no more the 50$ while the prices for designer
shoes today average between 100$ to well over 50,000$
And
last but not least Food:
1920’s Vs. 2011
You can clearly see the difference the 1920’s have all of the meats, fruits, and vegetables in one place, while 2011 everything is separated by category to avoid contamination and all are well refrigerated and covered, while in the 1920’s everything is placed out on a table.
Fire Alarms
Make your arms hurt. Damn Shame
Las munecas de la mafia: Reflection 2
En la parte
que vi tampoco me gusto muchos. El audio fue terrible siempre cambiaron a
las microphones y no se oía bien. Las mujeres siguen sin hacer nada mas de ir
de compras y tener ataques emociónales con los hombres y con sus mismas. Los
hombres siguen con engañar los mujeres y tratarlas muy mal y matar a los otros.
Todo sigue muy dramático y todos los actores siguen jóvenes y guapos y locos.
These Words
Katey sat there at her desk twirling a blue pen in her hand. beside her was a waste basket filled to the brim with balled up pieces of paper. Some of which have fallen over and now reside next the basket itself. she stared at the blank paper before her and sighed heavily.She then got up and opened the window to let some light in. Outside was a dirt path down the path was an orchid that was in full bloom. It was a beautiful spring day and the cool breeze caressed her hair causing it to flow. Katey was about 5'6 and 17 years old her skin was a pale ivory and her hair a playful orange. After fifteen minutes of staring at the clear blue sky it had finally came to and she sat back down and began to write
My sweetest flower,
Your beauty and movement mesmerize me to no end and at times i find myself constantly thinking about you. You are very sweet and special to me and hope the day serves you well.
Love ,
Your secret admirer
Reading it over she got nervous about sneaking the card into her crush's locker what if he didn't like it or laughed at it to his friends she suddenly felt discourage and stared at the note again letting out a grunt of pride.He's not that heartless. She opened a draw withdrawing an envelope then folded the paper slipping it snuggly in. she then gave it a kiss and slipped it into her backpack heading of her room to school.
My sweetest flower,
Your beauty and movement mesmerize me to no end and at times i find myself constantly thinking about you. You are very sweet and special to me and hope the day serves you well.
Love ,
Your secret admirer
Reading it over she got nervous about sneaking the card into her crush's locker what if he didn't like it or laughed at it to his friends she suddenly felt discourage and stared at the note again letting out a grunt of pride.He's not that heartless. She opened a draw withdrawing an envelope then folded the paper slipping it snuggly in. she then gave it a kiss and slipped it into her backpack heading of her room to school.
