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Life to me

angel6 — Tue, 24 Mar 2009 02:51:04 +0000

: wisdom tooth surgery

Under Influence of antibotics and “Pain Killers“

Maybe life is all a lie
Maybe my minds playing tricks on me
The world is spinning around
Everything is coming crushing down
Maybe you`re not who I thought
Maybe I need to space myself
And try to clear my mind a lot
Am I just some kid
Is that what you think of me
Or do you care the way things leave
Doubts just arrive
They come
Sadness comes alive
Everything isn`t right
Everything is hurting
Maybe I was hiding fromwhat there is
Who knows but you
All I know I`m not wasting time
Pretending things for nothing too
Now that I know what`s really true!

CK Chesterton

angel6 — Thu, 12 Mar 2009 09:05:52 +0000

“Children are innocent and love justice, while most adults are wicked and prefer mercy.” CK Chesterton

I found this a very true quoate, its infact moved me so much that its become one of my favourite quoates. CK Chesterton is a famous novelist and has written many poetry, Christian apologetics, fantasy and etective fiction. Since this quoate was really touching to me personally I decided that I want to investigate on of his story called “The man who knew too much”.
I would like to investigate different forms of his writting.

Quotation -Thomas Berger

angel6 — Thu, 12 Mar 2009 07:35:23 +0000

Thomas Berger “Why do writers write? Because it isn’t there.”

Thomas Berger lived in Cincinnati, Ohio, 1924.

He was an US novelist. ” Thomas Berger’s novels exhibit an extraordinary comic sensibility, a satiric talent for wild caricature, and a concern for the quality of middle-class life in middle America. His novels chronicle the decline and fall of the Common Man in 20th-century America and meticulously detail the absurdities of our civilizations. Berger is one of the subtlest and most accurate parodists writing today, with a flawless sense of style and proportion that is charged with comic vitality.”

For more information please visit http://biography.jrank.org/pages/4151/Berger-Thomas-Louis.html

Emotions Occurred while reading Between Our Legs

angel6 — Thu, 12 Mar 2009 06:46:47 +0000

“Between our legs, we hold the difference”.

I thought to myself what is going on? Between whose legs? And what does that mean? Does it mean the different types of sexes? Gender issues? At this moment I felt very confused.

“And we liked to pretend that we were not beginners”.

Who is this we the story is talking about? Of what activity are they pretending that they are not beginners?
There is a lack of information and a lot of suspense, increasing the reader’s curiosity and attention.

“Our lips were smudged in deep purple. They looked fat and swollen like hammered out thumbs”.

My first impression was that the someone was beaten up, for people associate the colour purple with bruises. Not to mention that it looks like the lip is swollen.

“Then we frenched. Our lipstick stayed on.”

Our lipstick stayed on, implies that there are two girls kissing. It was unusual and different.

“ The day Glow’s mom threw him out was the day she found him in the bathroom, Glow pressed between his shiny black-slacked legs and the wall”.

I’m shocked, her mother catches the action of sex and I want to know what is going to happen to her. Is she going to get hit, or scolded or what is in store for her.

“The breeze swirled its way round our bare legs, up through our mini- dresses and around our necks.”

I felt like I could really relate to this experience, especially in the summer when coming out of a swimming pool, and a breeze of wind wraps its hands around me, causing me to shiver with goose bumps.

“They didn’t do a thing. We did it all ourselves”.

Even in the end, I’m still a bit confused, did or didn’t they rape them? Was this act of choice or not?

David Daniels

angel6 — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 17:17:28 +0000

An inspiring artwork that caught my attention was this story or poem that was written in a manner, that an image of a gun could be seen. It was an interesting art work and I too want to create a poem similar to it. This artwork inspired me to arrange a song and this is what I came up with :

                     Silent
                night, Holy
              night All is
             calm, all is
                 bright
                Round yon
             Virgin Mother
              and Child Holy
           Infant so tender
            and mild Sleep in
             Heavenly peace
           Sleep in Heavenly
          peace Silent night,
         Holy night Shepherds
            quake at the sight
          Glories stream from
         Heaven afar heavenly
          hosts sing Hallelujah
          Christ, the Savior is
        born Christ, the Savior
       is born Silent night, Holy
       night Son of God, love’s
      pure  light Radiant beams
      from thy Holy face With
       the dawn of redeeming
      grace Jesus, Lord, at thy
    birth Jesus, Lord, at thy birth

The connection between this song, silent night and the illustration I attempted to protray is a candle. The images seem to illustrate a symbol that is significant to the words. The candle represents light and hope that Jesus brings to us with his birth into this sinful world. He is our candle in darkness and our bright light that guides us as christains. Jesus Christ came to the earth to save us from our sins. The stars was a the light that guided the people to the lord Jesus, with his mother Mary. The repetition of light is seen throughout the bible. There are psalms that talk about the great light and the heaven filled with bright angels who are also assoicated with white light.

Marcel Duchamp

angel6 — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 16:40:02 +0000

Marcel Duchamp is a famous artist as you all know. I decided to investigate Dadaism. What is dadaism? Dada is dada. You know what dada is, it is you and me and thee.

His famous piece he created was the urinal. When he took a urinal and signed R. Mutt. A fomous piece that indicates dadaism as well as conceptual art.

So I decided to experiment with that type of art, and created a panio piece. Dadism is unique and distictive. It was used to express themselves around the time of world war.

Here is an example of my piece of dada artwork.

DOM DUM DUM DAH DAH DO DAH DAL DAH DUM DEE DEA DAY DAN DAT DAW DAP DAB DAV DAC DAX

DUM DAH DUM DU DO DAS DAM DAN DAH DAE DAY DAN DAT DAW DAP DAB DAV DAC DAX DAM DAN

DOM DUM DUM DAH DAH DO DAH DAL DAH DUM DEE DEA DAY DAN DAT DAW DAP DAB DAV DAC DAX

So what do you think?

Katherine Mansfield

angel6 — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 16:23:08 +0000

Last semster in English, we read a story called Dolls House written by Katherine Mansfield. It was interesting and I wanted to investigate another story of hers, so I read The Fly. Then I decided to write about my perspective on the significance of the fly. I thought this story was very interesting and fun to read. I loved her way of using simple things to show a deeper meaning without stating the obvious. So this is what i came up with ;

The fly represents the torture the boss’s son endures in the world war one. The boss shows resentment towards the fly, as a form of grieving the death of his son. The anguish and pain he had for losing his son to war was expressed by his actions towards the fly. When the boss took the ink and splattered it on top of the fly over and over again, he was testing how long the fly can continue to fight the ink. The ink representing the enemy against his son and watching his son (the fly) fight back. To show how weak his son is when trying to defeat an unconquerable battle. For six years, the boss had not looked at the photograph of his son, because he could not bare the that that, “his boy was an only son”, who he “ worked at building up this business”, was no longer with him. For his business symbolizes all his hard work, and life, “if had no other meaning if it was not for the boy. Life itself had come to have no other meaning.”(277) He was so hurt and disturbed because of the loss of his only son that he couldn’t even look at his picture until that very “moment the boss noticed that a fly had fallen into his broad inkpot, and was trying feebly but desperately to clamber out again. Help!” (277) Both incidents occurred simultaneously which indicated its significance.

Sport Funding

angel6 — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 03:52:47 +0000

I came across an idea to investigate on where sports fundings come from?

When i researched about this issue, one of the major contributors to sports funding was Sports Canada. It contains the major funding program called the Athlete Assitance Program, depending on the word ranking, athletes qualify for finicial support. Another program that helps promotes healthy living is Particip- ACTION, which we are fimilar with the commericals for them. This causes awareness of healthy living and exercise. Another funding contributor is the COC (Canadian Olympic Committee) and this is the largest private sector fundor for elite sports.What suprised me the most was the lottery funding. That our money goes and supports athletes everywhere. Fifty five of sport canada budget is annual transfer of lottery revenues from provincial lotteries to federal government.

Over all this was an insightful investigation, I learned alot of new information and hope to recognize these programs as helping shape our future for tomorrow’s althelets.

Family Connection

angel6 — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 03:38:05 +0000

I thought it would be interesting to write about my connections within the family, in a third person perspective, since I don’t know the years of marriage of my parents, and some other important facts about my family.

Selvaranjini, the middle Selvarajah’s child, married Palaratnam Ratnaranjit in 1977. They have two children, Stella was born in 1984 and Angeline was born in 1990. Selvaranjini and Palaratnam has been a subsytem within a family system for over thirty two years. They share their love of religion, reading and singing with their children in the larger family system, but they spend a lot of time together cooking, working together and cleaning without the children. The children who are now adults, developed a strong sibling subsystem based on a shared interest in television shows and music. Stella and Angeline are extremely close since they live within the same house, and share a special and unique bond. They learned a form of communication among each other, and how to distribute the essentials needs and materialistic objects among the both of them. Stella is now married, forming a new family system with her husband, Elton. However, she maintains a close connection with her family of origin, because Stella and Elton live in the same condominium in Selvaranjini and Palaratnam’s house. The family is very happy although some arguments doe arise but they over come such obstacles. No matter what happens they are still a family with love and nourishment.

25 random things about me

angel6 — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 03:27:20 +0000

1. I work a Mc Donald’s, yes what most people consider the worst job to have. But all I have to say to all those people are that I save time, money, bus fare and what do you save?

2. My middle name is Niroshini and no one calls me by that name.

3. I love to draw, dance and sing songs.

4. I desire to live in Ohio and live with my grandma. In Ohio I have a snobby cousin girl who is a cheer leader and a muscular guy cousin who is a foot ball player (living the American dream).

5. I got my menstruation, at the age of 10 and it was one of my worst times ever. I told one of my best friend and she told my other friend, but unfortunately for myself the girls washroom was right next to my classroom door and this boy named Geoffrey had to over hear. You thought that’s the worst part, right? Nope, still not there yet. He yelled this information across the classroom so everyone could hear and when I returned to school was I embarrassed.

6. I went to Florida, for two summers in a row. I love it there, its so gorgeous but just like everything there is always positive as well as negative aspect and that is there was a tornado alert which caused a lot of concern as well as a loss of a day out enjoying the state.

7. Weird, but my best friend is my aunt. She is my mentor, and I love her dearly.

8. My favourite show on television is Young and the Restless. it’s a soap and I got attached to it since I was in grade four.

9. I came to Canada when I was three and I think even freedom has a price to pay. Although we may have escaped from war and saved our lives. It almost feels like torture, when my mother has no sleep and works two jobs, barely hanging on to provide for us.

10. Although English is one of my favourite subjects, its ironic how I mange to screw things up so badly.

11. I can clearly understand Tamil, but when I attempt to speak the language, emphasis on the word attempt, although it may be at the tip of my tongue and I could hear the word, I have difficulty pronouncing some of the words. The reason could be that I came to Canada when I was three years, spoke Tamil extremely well and in grade one was told to learn better English.

12. My first that ever kissed me was my best friend and I was about five years old. I never meet him since beginning of grade one and ran into him a couple of weeks ago. I totally have a crush on him and I call him my long lost love.

13. I too was fooled into believing the word ‘gullible’ isn’t in the dictionary.

14. I believe men can be useless and a pain to deal with, which is also the reason I haven’t had a real boyfriend.

15. I love children, whether they are babies or maturing into adolescence, I love everything about them and hope to have a huge family one day.

16. I collect different kinds of coins from various countries and any coin I find interesting. I still have the two dollar bill that got depleted in Canada.

17. I adore the song Halo by Beyonce and love it even better when I hear rin on the rox sing her song on youtube.

18. I have seen Titanic, about one hundred times and I still love that movie.

19. I have my cartilage pierced, which makes it three piercing altogether.

20. I faint when I receive needles but yet I did coop in princess Margret hospital for nursing under the stem cell unit.

21. I got my licence G2 and my mom still picky about when I can drive, and with who I should go with to drive.

22. Florida, I love that place, I’ve been there twice in a row in the summer of 2008 and 2007.

23. I love to write, write and write.

24. The hardest part about writing is sharing personal stories, since writing in most way reflects personal experience and opinion.

25. I have a bad memory, its so difficult for me to memorize anything. I need to understand information for it to stay in my brain, which is why I sometimes struggle in school work.