Friday, December 17, 2010
Friday 17th December, 2010.
Hello guys, Today is Friday December the 17th. Which means that today is the day that we take our winter break. We will not be going to school for another two weeks or so. I don't know if I'm happy or not. I mean, i like school and i don't want to miss it. But, i also don't want to go to school everyday. So, yeah, Its pretty complicated. Anyways, my life has been great, especially in English class. Since i am now being recognized as annoying by the English teacher; Because of one silly little thing that me and a couple of guys did, But not to worry for the guys, because they didn't get caught. I did. But, its cool now, i guess I'll just have to prove to my teacher that I'm still cool by doing my work and not talking or laughing. So, today, we finished watching the movie that we've been watching for two days now. And it is called "The Great Illusionist" i least i think that's how its spelled. Anyways, we finished it today. It went well, the guy pretended to die and ran away with his childhood friend. It was meant to be scary, i think, But actually it did not frightened me at all. I was quiet, sitting in my corner the whole time and watching it. I enjoyed some parts of it, And then the bell rang, then i ran out and went to my next class. Then in my next class, study hall, we watched a movie also. I did not watch it actually, but i took a glimpse at it. I think it was supposed to be funny, because the teacher kept laughing at it, while no one else was. It certainly did not amused me, because i was not of a good mood. But the movie was a regular old type of Romantic comedy. Summary of a guy meets a girl, then they fall in love, The end. It was amusing to some of my class mates, but not to me. I thought personally that it was like the rest of the movies, nothing original. Then i had lunch 4th period. Lunch was amazing today, i made some new friends and met a couple of good looking girls. We all had fun today, which putted me in a good mood. Then i walked her to class and went to 5th period Geometry. We played charades, at first i didn't want to, because i thought it was ridiculous and kid stuff, but then, i gave it a go and it actually became fun for me. The whole class was enjoying the game, including the teacher. My team won, which putted me in a supper good mood. Then it was up to 6th period Biology. There, we watched a movie, again, Charlie brown was his name. I did not watched it because it would have been the 10th billion time that i had watched that movie, so i just sat back and used to computer for some fun. Then, i went to 7th period Speech, which directly putted me in a bad mood, because the teacher as some issues with me. And she doesn't understands that it is hard for me to work in her class if she wont treat me right and give me the same respect as she gives to the others. Then, lastly, French 5 class. It was enjoyable, i made more new friends and we watched the movie "Home Alone" those senior girls were being extra nice to me today, i don't know why. Anyways, my class 8th period (French V) is full of seniors and juniors. Then i went to my locker and went out to wait for the bus. And that was my day guys, Hopefully i took the time required to finish this blog, or maybe too much time who knows. I just keep on writing. Well, That is all for today folks, Bye bye. Thank you and have a Merry Christmas break!
MR. POTTER, THIS IS THE LINK TO MY RESPONSE.
http://urljosephsblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-week-in-english.html?showComment=1292629961815_AIe9_BHVsNVUtZFHGstXt5Q9Tf_d2lcLGvqJ_n4wpmU3JWOJX9ehD0EhWfi0GjimobHp4FnEmrkMYxeFEjAKY2yzkErJUjbxmXhI06_oloAqsbrVrmlwRlnW8n0e4Az2YGR3iEFHTvRLFESK2leuVPkqoZOoT7lsExv9spJ1Y62g5riesGuOVmeSw77vepMlJHlICn8wlX31eu-gR-8yJaVISD7Pos39qr0KWY8ScEy80lqIGpANj4QNk_PNPAec0tivRdA1l1HO6-J4F4sK2q4B33lF2ayiMC3Oij2qEWVu3R0m6N59XAL6LYUBgPsxemHRHaWWUqGKC_G0BpvuNP4Zrkm2La4hc6_9sZxRXzrS1nNBUn4XBR1pofwm78F_yAsnZrplEnWQa94Rs3Psgwm1KNDrEj6Y16HJtM8TjZeV1FI-ezqrhnmHKc6ImClFn_HYIBssXEuNxNwRsu1mdqxQxG3lHhdBdBm5FiSzpwWrFuiarrs-oiPPmttDJuoCEOSf15C14bge3X_4JXV30uInWF8QK7Jt4tmmQQdcmuUCMZrGGd2UuYOCtg_aPkze6M4MElCC12BGL2-4DQww0lvX8u5Z_Cmz5nHNHde0W051Z-JOGbV1N0PPO98UQ-KYenk-qBCMwRGOgTVZ5HaoAf3Zfzsq6N9qVjRRCW64inj_HeXbT_HqpvJwFchtPnqkQYtecL0yRR-4eQPKmhX0te3yvydHxjscaC9OVjCzuWUouBHjxB17OSE#c5544685802588417276
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Saturday, Dec 11
I don't know what to write about, but i am bored out of my mind so i'll do it anyways. Well, first, in English class i dont exactly remember what happened this week but the last thing i remember, we were talking about human rights and we took some notes into old detectives like perry mason and such. I only wrote Perry Mason, because he was my favorite and he is also the only one that i have ever heard of before compared to the rest of detectives, i also remember detective gadget. Yes, well thats all, Other than English class i got a lot of homework in my other classes and i will get to them as soon as i spare mins on this blog. I hope we do something fun on monday, like play a group game, like a group quiz of some sort that doesnt count on our notes, but its just for fun, like Jeopardy, I least i think thats how its spelled. Personally i just want to get things done. Its been a long time that we have done anything fun in englsh class, everything we've done so far was actual learning. But the best part is that our teacher makes it fun. He can make anything boring seem fun, Mr.P is just so cool like that. And, If by mistake i ever become a teacher, because thats not what i want to be, i Hope to be as good as Mr.P. Thanks folks,it has been around 5mins or more, im done, bye bye. Later.
Friday, December 10, 2010
MY RESPONSE
http://jeremywalls.blogspot.com/2010/12/well.html?showComment=1292034933530_AIe9_BEVlG7WHcKKwCnMuqhP62rSNgP-DcsAk1vUwSAuMghbIyikpna3Hg712qDp4p-saK4h5klyGR7LvXKtH53Va32OS-3C8GdlDeK7HcPrPtZA3RSLOw5m-xRabj11lcBMGfnPHjWGpfzZiEHo6IFbD3lRtGdHTbTejK1YAj000ii9vb7RplMX7YOAAM8wAOhyl-9zvrxdyPWb2LRGRU1ST_pF3ndRISp3MgNY_A07B5saf-6zzSONngnAGF7tecZmYawu-itPO45pVEMWUNDKLN8xq6pVlctM9Z3dko2Nom7gVq3RRHcNvUx4e_i3jj7y7K0JLR4otbKQinEoua_iBklT76SuTDpLzvUg4k6b8QV4Z0--xDzgtMfeBiBXXblwtjSVo-Nq14xwDk2nlpASjQIlXdmAjAbZl2yzjcNgAh23Vwn7NelxWp3yHT5BOVPfPDp3UQdLrLhpB2UoSSIsS2gS_KLCUWBWNFzsRVFTdBkhTvksZlgGkHNvsXVwx1w1lMbjJXccXNe1I5i05u2pOhxxtgaQgCn-GK-vYoMm004bnfAHTmHmA76AF5KtZy7k1WkZNBiU0P-4696E7TpHB6Jb_XvExUALvE2-2yRtDc-JBO975EHTWpbaAlmRDzIkaIoYay_ATkjEFtmYi0AxbwMBzOmA_mfxIKVLFLtIlD4JR7kA9mYxx9hBuKudXitWhTgy4LPi#c1853237755635527901
Monday, December 6, 2010
Monday, 6th December 2010
Hello again world. Today is monday, so i reckoned i was gonna start with my blog today since i didnt have a lot of work to do today. Well, Today in English class we continued with the unit about human rights. And this time we have been talking about how gay people have been discriminated against all this years because of their sexuality points of view. We talked about how they were being discriminated on different grounds, such as in schools, in churchs, in family and in the military. Well today we just went over the schools and the families. I was on the group that talked about them being discriminated against in the families. But the people in the schools group went first, so im gonna go in that same specific order. Well, first the group readed their summary about the story of a specific person that they had readed. Then all three of them came up with different discussion questions. Well the first person went, and they talked about how differently people are treated in schools when they are homosexual. And we all discussed it, the rest of the class did so as well. Then the next person went and said, should there be rules about homosexuals kissing in the hall ways? well what do you guys think? i personnaly think that there should be rules about them kissing in the hall ways, but not only for them but for the heterosexuals as well. I mean, it just annoys me so much when i see people wasting their time in the hall ways kissing each other, i mean, people go to your classes! dont waste your time with your partner kissing it would only make no sense! it has only been one period since you've seen each other, get a rest! so yes, i think that no one should be aloud to kiss in the hall ways in front of people, because it just gets annoying. They could be aloud to hold hands, or hug but not kiss. I mean that's just rediculous. I mean they could kiss in secret hiding places but not in front of people. i mean come on! thats just plain nasty. grow up! No one wants to see your lips touch.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Englis class
Hello world. This week in English class we saw a movie about persecution during the massacre of the Jews in Germany. Since we are in the unit of human rights. well here's a summary of the movie. It starts with a boy about 5years old and he father being sent of to camp. The movie starts when they are moving them and the rest of people in. Well, the father does not want his son to know that they have been sent to a concentration camp to be killed, so he tells him that they are part of a reality game show and that the one who would win would get a tank, a real one. So, then the son gets all excited and stuff. Then the germans officers move them to their room wich was full of other jewish people. They barely had room to walk. but they found their way to the beds and basically during the whole movie the dad tells his son that if he wants to win the tank he has to hide away from the germans. So during the whole movie, the son hides away from other germans that he sees. While the dad goes working in a mine building weapons for the germans. they were forced to do so, they add no choice wheter to work in it or not. If you didn't want to work they would kill you in with the old people and the children, because old people and children were not aloud to work. They were just thrown into the fire to die. That's why the dad wanted his son to hide, because he was to young to work and was going to get killed. But at the end, the americans are on their way the concentration in which they were in. so when they come, there's a riot. everyone is runing around trying their best to be free, while there are gards shouting at them with rifles. The son makes it, but the dad doesn't because he was trying to save his son's life. He was responsible for the boy's survival, because he was the one finding all this hinding places for him, it was kind of like a big game of hide and sick. But the boy survives and gets saved by the americans and he gets braught back to his mother that was being held captive but she also got saved by the americans. and they both lived happily ever after, but without the boy's father who was just trying to spare his son's life)": So yes, it was a very tragic movie, BTW i forgot to say that they spoke in Italian, which made the movie even more sad, because Italian is a very beautiful language to me. Oh man! i thought writting all that was going to take me all the fifteen minutes i needed to complete my blog. But i still got six minutes left, so i guess i'll have to write about my week-end. Well, Friday, i didn't do anything, because i was sick all day( I had a cold) and saturday i did my home-works and watched television a little. Then i had something to eat, i was all better with my cold on Saturday, but it hit me again on sunday. Btw i slept late on saturday, so i woke up late on sunday, Then on sunday, I went to soccer practice from 3pm to 5pm, Then i went to the night church from 6pm to 7pm. Then i came back home and now i finished with my blog and i'll go get some sleep because i got school tomorrow and my legs are very sore, I played the whole ninety minutes of the football match! woo-ooh! first time! yeah baby! i thought it was going to be easy, but i almost fell down, twice, Lol. Thats it, my fifteen minutes are over, now im gonna go watch tv in my room and get some sleep. Peace world! Peace!
Friday, December 3, 2010
MY RESPONSE.
MR.P THIS IS THE LINK TO MY RESPONSE: http://passrushnightmare45.blogspot.com/2010/11/homework.html?showComment=1291426821064_AIe9_BGjCldMj9sjTZgTd_B3trHaMDsfkd02OJc1vQ2Kn-JSp0kvgeKIoWQw3yfra_1-z2NPRfhkkIpCTsy_pcjHlxxLcpJqdgY2P4UIbycIkmZj-vu7y-rvcgRACP1JbD2xJqD9L3QMgnDc8tH9PJ7nxwlSUpjoN858uXPvszwKTVvhYbKLTMSd2Go25UsVSmqjQsTOhMga76gfy7QNQlC9qpxc5lYnSJCkLhz_MHF6tJDGedS5j5NmOylsNw5YRYTxhcMas0zl4HerkY_fTdpuUha8wBOSY4-exHECOP30TiVoBU1nn_MjNTrNgRgoMEP3HM45Nntw4SU75uysWYwIfxOmqruZn5P_whhz8rdyMCoNqdY9Jkos7Dq4GyXjx1cyIj5inqc7gyz2tFy4fcRhDVrO0UxrKokG9QI08Wz9aG-iVPHouu9eqNib0as2RPwmeuNjJvRUpf8txH_5E9DGs8tEcm6JpvwsAtjxi5xMUnd-YhvVH59jmcix-X_e0qoxN3sbBtyxFF6F3vY-OuRPU7na38EfdON0-ItlgaPwLlihza-arRFTpYiRXAXj4-XHItF0qLED#c7866701957854842776
Saturday, November 27, 2010
English10 Class
The Great Debaters is a movie based on a true story in 1935-36. It took place in Texas. The movie is about a proffesor named Mr.Tolson trying to influence his students into entering the school's (Wiley College of Texas, an all black college) first debate team, but only a few can make it. It's a drama movie, which means there's a lot of drama and sadness in it. The few students who make it in the team until the end (The main characters) are: Henry Lowee, Samantha Brooke, and James Farmer. Mr. Farmer is James' father and he plays a big role in the movie. Finally, The Debate team of Wiley College goes on to debate against Havard University and Win, which makes them Number#1 in the United States of America.
1) The Great Debaters is similar to Night John, because John and the cast of the great debaters were both leaving in the south, they were both discriminated against because of their skin color, that's the same it's also similar to the story "Mascot", because Malcom X was also being discriminated against because of his race.
2) The GD is different from Night John, because in NightJohn, slavery was still deep in as a major problem. There were no schools for black people. They were not yet "Civilized". But in The GreatDebaters, they at least had clothes and shoes and schools to go to and get some education, but they were still being discriminated.
3) The Great Debaters is different from "Mascot" becaue in mascot, Malcom X lived in the north and GD took place in the south, but they were both still being discriminated against because of their Skin color.
BTW: THIS BLOG TOOK ME A LONG TIME...
1) The Great Debaters is similar to Night John, because John and the cast of the great debaters were both leaving in the south, they were both discriminated against because of their skin color, that's the same it's also similar to the story "Mascot", because Malcom X was also being discriminated against because of his race.
2) The GD is different from Night John, because in NightJohn, slavery was still deep in as a major problem. There were no schools for black people. They were not yet "Civilized". But in The GreatDebaters, they at least had clothes and shoes and schools to go to and get some education, but they were still being discriminated.
3) The Great Debaters is different from "Mascot" becaue in mascot, Malcom X lived in the north and GD took place in the south, but they were both still being discriminated against because of their Skin color.
BTW: THIS BLOG TOOK ME A LONG TIME...
English 10
The story of "Mascot" took place in Michigan, in the late 1910s,which is part of the north, which means they did not have slavery. But some negreos were still being discriminated because of their race, and one of them was Malcom X, who is also the main character of tthe story mascot. Mascot is about Malcom X trying to acheive his goal in life, but he is not able to because of his race. They treated him nice after he got expelled from his old school and went to boarding school because of pulling a prank on his white teacher. According to malcom, the boarding school wasn't a bad place to live in, he was treated nice there and all of his class mates were nice to him, even his teachers were nice to him. But one day he realized that they were just doing it to make him forgive them for enslaving his ancesters. So, Malcom ran away from the school, but he got caught and sent back to the boarding school. My belief is that he ran away because he was hurt emotionally. So, after a few time, malcom finally reach the point of his graduation and since he was a child he always wanted to become a lawyer, so whenm the time came, malcom told his counselor at school that he had decided to go to college and learn to become a lawyer. But his counselor told him that it wasn't nessecary for himto go to college because he was black and that there are no black lawyers. Then the counselor suggested to Malcom to be a Vender, a laundry owner, a waiter at a restaurant or a toilet cleaner beacause those were the onky jobs for the blacks at that time.
Friday, November 26, 2010
English10 Class
John, was a slave in the 1800s. He ran away to the north where he was free and learned to read and write. Then he figured that it wasn't right the way that they were treating slaves in the south, so he decided to go back and see how he can help them free, by teaching them how to read and write. John didn't plan on getting caught, but, he did get caught. That was not enough to stop john from teaching young african american womens and mens to read and write. He got caught in the farm own by a white man, and in there he met a little girl called "Sarny". John thaught Sarny how to read and write, but the white mens wouldn't aloud the black mens to learn the white mens' language "English". So, John only came out at night so the white mens won't see him teaching english to the kids, and thats how he got his nickname "NightJohn", which is the title of the book. Sarny' s mom did not agree with this.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
English 10
Hello again partners, This week in english class we mainly debated on how most cultures in the past exect the whites didn't have human rights. We read a book of 56 pages in one day, the the next day we read another one. After it took us two days to read them and understand them, we watched a movie called "The Great Debaters" i already like it because denzel washington is in it. I used to love his movies as a child and i still do, sometimes i think he is one of the greatest actors ever! Anyways, we haven't finished watching it yet, next week we'll probably get it over with and then talk about it, I remember my teacher saying earlier that we were going to write an essay, which i have no problem with, because as you can see i have no problem with writting; My only problem with writting essays is that when i write one, i focuse a lot on it, then i don't do good in my other classes, i need to learn how to manage that. Anyways, thats all we did in english class this week. My week-end was so busy and i had so little time trough it. First, after school on friday,i decided to just chilax for a couple hours, Then before i could start my homeworks, my uncle calls for a family reunion at his place, because his sister "My Aunt" that i had never seen before died. She lived in paris that's why i had never seen her face to face. So, the rest of the family and I stayed there for a couple of hours to pray together in harmony. Then, when it was getting too late we left, som stayed with him at his house for the whole night and were gonna leave in the morning, But we couldn't afford to stay because i still hadn't started my homework, plus my mom had to go to work and my uncle leaves in Grove City which is about 20miles from us, im not sure thought, go look at a map, its here in ohio, its not as far as cincinnati from columbus. Anyways, the next day, on saturday, i went to a charity thingy, where i baby sitted about ten litttle kids, we watched a lot of movies, It was from 9:00am to 5:00pm but i wsnt straight like that, i had sometime in the middle for rest. It was fun, the kids loved it and i enjoyed it too, i thought i did pretty good for my first time, it wasn't for money or nothing, it was just for me to gain my own personal skills. The at the end of the day i was so tired from chasing does kids around, so i ate wath a little tv and then i went to bed. The next morning, on sunday, i had all my homeworks to do, including this blog, plus i had soccer try outs at 3:00pm and i woke up at 9:30am i did all the morning stuffs then i cleaned my house a little, plus, i also did my homework, it was tuff to try to do it before 3:00pm. anyways i haven't gotten the results yet, i'll probably get it on wednesday next week. I hope i make the team, The coach said i was very skilled in soccer, so i believe i'm gonna make it, plus i have been playing it all my life so it wasnt really that hard. well i cant wait for what happens next week, besides if i make the team we have a macth coming up on sunday of next week, do you think they'll let me play? Well i believe so, i guess if you want anything you just gotta believe in yourself, which is what im doing. Well, its all for now, i'll write again next week.
PEACE LADIES N GENTLEMEN,
Written by: Lance Vance!
PEACE LADIES N GENTLEMEN,
Written by: Lance Vance!
Thursday, November 11, 2010
English 10
I believe today is my last day for this week and i have to answer to my friends' blogs. Anyways, to day in English Class we finished the movie and i don't remember much after that. I don't think we had much homework thought. I think that we read something, but I'm not sure because my head hurts. Anyways, English Class was fun and i learned a lot today. I hope to lern more tomorrow, Im not sur of what to right about. But today I had nothing for lunch cuz i didn't feel like eating and We have a test tomorrow in science and in History and I'm ready 'cuz I studied. I can't wait 'til tomorrow 'cuz I'm not feeling so well today. Anyways I'm also gonna go to Eastland Carreer Center for something that has to do with me becoming a Doctor/Writter of novels. Anyways i hope it's gonna be fun. I gotta go sleep now but i don't wanna stop writting until i get my rest of 5mins out of this at least I'm doing mine. It's actually 8:30 Right now...And i'm so tired cuz i did so much. and i ate so little, Guess thats just the wa things are in this Ghetto life i'm in...I'm used to it thought it's where i would say i grew up when i get older. I don't have muc to say other than I'm in my room writting this and I'm way too tired to think of anything but i don't have an option; Either i write this or get anf F on it. And I rather write it cuz i like writting but currently i'm too tired so i see you guys and girls later...Bye!
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
English 10
Yes, i came back today to finish part two of my blog. Yesterday, i believe i took away 5mins so today im deciding on taking another 5 to describe what we did in English Class today. Well, today we had to go watch theather about that we read "To Kill A Mockingbird" and it took 1st, 2nd and 3rd period for them to proform it. I say that it was good because i know what they had to go through in order to make it good. Some who read the book might say that it was stupid. But I raised to respect other's efforts and thats why i loved it. Because i saw them put a lot of effort into it. Not just anyone can stand in front of more than a hundred people and preform knowing that you could mess up. They had no faults and thats why it was very good to me. I hope to be in theater one day all thought i got stage fright, but thats the reason im taking speech this year in which i have to give a speech in front of my 50 class mates i have to say that i have never seen a more bigger class in GLHS, 50 students! thats a lot but not compared to where i come from. Lolz, my point is that im tired of people not appreciating others work and efforts...I mean comon people! Lets make a change here! It all starts with each of us putting a little of effort into it. I mean look at lil wayne, he got everyone listening to it. Its because he puts effort into his songs, He attracts them to it. So what if we are not popular like him, but know this. Keep This In Your Head! The world beats one! what i mean by that is, lil wayne can't control us. We control him! We can all stop listening to his tracks and listen to something else. It will make him bow down to us. Because "We" his fans are all that should matter to him. But he says we dont matter on his documentary. I mean really? I thought he was cool...but all he does is negative...he is the "Negatif"...and i won't follow "it"...i will follow the "positif(God)"...so my friends...i say pick up your Bibles, open them to Psaumes and read it...just read any chapter that you want...let me ask you all reading this a question...How long as it been since you have read the "BOOK OF GOODS" IN OTHER WORDS THE BIBLE? Well if not i reckon you start now and if you still don't believe me listen to all of waynes songs and actually try to do yur best to comprehend what the lyrics say and what they mean...im not teling you to stop listening to him, im telling you to stop liking him and doing what he says...Remember...Be "positif"...Love Him and adore him with all your heart and love before its to late...
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
English 10
Today was aight, we wacthed the movie of the 12 angry men, it wasnt that bad. But the characters were not at all as i pictured. I liked the book because my role to me was more important than the others and it sort of made me feel a little bit more special. Anyways i already wrote last week's blog, this one is for this week. Its due on sunday but i rather start it today on tuesday, so tht at least i can get out 5 or 3 mins out of it, because it has to be 15mins long. I still haven't lost love for this blogs yet, althougtht i was very suprised when i saw my report card, i thought i had an A in that class. But it turns out it as a C minus because of this blogs i hadnt fone. So right now, i have mixed feelings about it. i wasnt planning on writting anything today but instead of listening to my Favorite new song "Right Above It: By: Lil Wayne and Drake" That song goes hard an i love it. Hopefully those two would come up with something else soon, cuz im sort of getting bored with this one. Anyways, instead of listening to it over and over again i took some time to write this. I hope i have written enough for today and maybe i'll continue tomorrow with something new. Anyways, this is it and i'll see yu all tomorrow, Hopefully:)
Saturday, November 6, 2010
English 10
Oh man...I almost forgot i had to do this blogs every week. At first it wouldn't let me in, so i got mad at it then i had to go through this whole weird process just to log in. Anyways, now that I'm in I am going to talk about a couple of things that we did this week in English class. First, Our teacher Mr.P gave us a book to read called "Twelve Angry Man" I don't know who the main character is yet, but, i sustain that i play an important role "The 8th Juror" who is trying to change everyone's mind into voting a kid who is about to get Fried alive in an electric chair because he killed his father "Not guilty" so far this week i got 5 people to change their votes I took one person each day and now the vote is 6-6 and i can't wait for next week. I'm not sure if I'm making the right choice here thought, the kid might be guilty, the woman across the street so it as it was happening and the old man heard the kid say "I'm gonna kill you!" I guess you'll have to be reading the book or if you have read it before to know what I'm talking about. Anyways I can't wait for next week I hope It'll be more fun, so far it is. Another thing thought, This week-end i went to a Festival kind of thing where there was a lot of food from different countries and stuff, my whole ESL class got to go. It was certainly fun, but not as fun as last year, i don't know why thought, maybe it's because there wasn't enough Spas. Well, I least i got to go out. Although I missed our soccer team play finales, I'll have to ask my classmates the score on Monday. I hope they did well out there. Well, that's all i got to say for today, so see y'all later folks! *"I hope its Long enough for Mr.P to take time away while reading this. I think it is, I'll just add a few more words into this to make it seem even more longer. Well, Peace! Again!"*
Monday, November 1, 2010
English 10
Today my blog wouldn't let me log in so i ask my teacher. He said that i was doing it wrong, so when we got to the library he showed me how to do it. So i wont get 25 because i hadn't done it early enough. so now im jst writting it at school while mr.P is standing behind me. I really have not much to say, bo im gonna talk about what we did in class today. Well, last week we finished the "To Kill A Mockingbird" book. But this week "today" we read a paper about if there was a nuclear war who would survive and who would die. The we had to pick four people out of eleven to kill in order to survive. A lot of people were being super sensative about it but me? No. I mean it was just a game they were taking way too seriously, i dont blame them doh. It was a game its not like we actually got to kill people. But aanyways i dont know where Mr.P is leading to by letting us do that but i'm sure i'll find out about it tomorrow. But for now all i can be is curious about it. It was quiet interesting to say the least, and im not just saying that because mr.p is watching me type this. Anyways i dont have much to say and i cant wait to find out what he has planed for us. I figure its gonna be fun, because all we do in there is fun. And im not just saying this because he is going to read this. Alors, i guess i have to go now. This is my lunch period and i'm super hungry! so Peace To All of People!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
English Class10
Hi...its been a long time since i have been able to use my computer...so i was kinda late on this blog and the last one. So anyways i apolagize for my tardy ness to all of this i wish it coulda been sooner but...oh well...i hope mr.P is very understanding about this and that he gives me at least 75% percent on this...because i care about engllish class more than most of my other classes, because when i grow up i hope doctor/Writer. so far i have writen a couple of stories in the past that has never been read by anyone else but me. I more of a typer than a reader. I dont like reading most of the time but i like writting, and when i write; i do expect some one to read. i think i'll be a better writter if i work on my grammar more and if i know what the public wants to hear. I'll like to be a writter that can touch inside of peoples heart and give them exactly what they want...i know that this might just be my most boring blo ever but i go nothing else to write about. i'm a type of writter that likes to write things as they happen. other than becoming a writter i'll also like to have a future in tomorrow...sight i mean a future in comedy...i'll like to become a directer of comedy shows like those on disney channel...and those on BET. i also like poetry...basically rymes that make sense...thats the only reason i appreciate lil weezy cuz he teaches me every day new words that ryme and how to put them in a sentence that would actually make sense and at the same time give people what they wanna hear...Other than becoming a poet i'm also thinking about becoming a soccer player for the USA and make it big in the future of tomorrow...i'll like to meet all of my desired people in life....if i had a chance to pick whoever i wanted to see that lived a long time ago i would probably pick Jesus Christ...because he is my domain...and the purpose of my life...i believe in him and i hope o see him when i go to heaven some day....anyways...currently i'm very busy so ima make this quick...i gope the blog iss long enough for mr.potter to belive that i spent a lot of time in this...so i just wanted to say all of this...because i have no idea what i just wrote about...anyways i think this is as far as i would go....PS: I realized that i get faster and faster everytime that i write my blogs...bye ya'll:)
Saturday, October 16, 2010
english class
Recently the book that we are reading in english is fanstatic...i cant believe the girls name doh....its scout...i mean wat kind of a girls name is scout? Well anyways...i appreciate it...and idont appreciate this blog...at first i though it'll be cool...but then...its taken time away from me now...i think Mr. P is just trying to make us ready fo long paper essays in college...and its a skill that cant be bought...anyways i hate it for now....because its takin time from me...and i have a lot more of important stuff to do...for example...like biology....i have a lot more stuff to do in there...im failing it...its not a good sign...i have never failed a class before....so for now on....im not gonna have fun with anyone...im gonna stick to my priority. Which is too fimish my school and get a good job....Peace...LANCE T. VANCE is out!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
English 10 Class
English class is so fun. i love it! since i got nothin to say im just gonna tell a random story...here goes nothing!....
Knowing that Mrs. Mallard was afflicted with a heart trouble, great care was taken to break to her as gently as possible the news of her husband's death.
It was her sister Josephine who told her, in broken sentences; veiled hints that revealed in half concealing. Her husband's friend Richards was there, too, near her. It was he who had been in the newspaper office when intelligence of the railroad disaster was received, with Brently Mallard's name leading the list of "killed." He had only taken the time to assure himself of its truth by a second telegram, and had hastened to forestall any less careful, less tender friend in bearing the sad message.
She did not hear the story as manywomen have heard the same, with a paralyzed inability to accept its significance. She wept at once, with sudden, wild abandonment, in her sister's arms. When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her room alone. She would have no one follow her.
There stood, facing the open window, a comfortable, roomy armchair. Into this she sank, pressed down by a physical exhaustion that haunted her body and seemed to reach into her soul.
She could see in the open square before her house the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the new spring life. The delicious breath of rain was in the air. In the street below a peddler was crying his wares. The notes of a distant song which some one was singing reached her faintly, and countless sparrows were twittering in the eaves.
There were patches of blue sky showing here and there through the clouds that had met and piled one above the other in the west facing her window.
She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except when a sob came up into her throat and shook her, as a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams.
She was young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength. But now there was a dull stare in her eyes, whose gaze was fixed away off yonder on one of those patches of blue sky. It was not a glance of reflection, but rather indicated a suspension of intelligent thought.
There was something coming to her and she was waiting for it, fearfully. What was it? She did not know; it was too subtle and elusive to name. But she felt it, creeping out of the sky, reaching toward her through the sounds, the scents, the color that filled the air.
Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously. She was beginning to recognize this thing that was approaching to possess her, and she was striving to beat it back with her will--as powerless as her two white slender hands would have been. When she abandoned herself a little whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips. She said it over and over under hte breath: "free, free, free!" The vacant stare and the look of terror that had followed it went from her eyes. They stayed keen and bright. Her pulses beat fast, and the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch of her body.
She did not stop to ask if it were or were not a monstrous joy that held her. A clear and exalted perception enabled her to dismiss the suggestion as trivial. She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death; the face that had never looked save with love upon her, fixed and gray and dead. But she saw beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that owuld belong to her absolutely. And she opened and spread her arms out to them in welcome.
There would be no one to live for during those coming years; she would live for herself. There would be no powerful will bending hers in that blind persistence with which men and women believe they ahve a right to impose a private will upon a fellow-creature. A kind intention or a cruel intention made the act seem no less a crime as she looked upon it in that brief moment of illumination.
And yet she had loved him--sometimes. Often she had not. What did it matter! What could love, the unsolved mystery, count for in the face of this possession of self-assertion which she suddenly recognized as the strongest impulse of her being!
"Free! Body and soul free!" she kept whispering.
Josephine was kneeling before the closed door with her lips to the keyhold, imploring for admission. "Louise, open the door! I beg; open the door--you will make yourself ill. What are you doing, Louise? For heaven's sake open the door."
"Go away. I am not making myself ill." No; she was drinking in a very elixir of life through that open window.
Her fancy was running riot along those days ahead of her. Spring days, and summer days, and all sorts of days that would be her own. She breathed a quick prayer that life might be long. It was only yesterday she had thought with a shudder that life might be long.
She arose at length and opened the door to her sister's importunities. There was a feverish triumph in her eyes, and she carried herself unwittingly like a goddess of Victory. She clasped her sister's waist, and together they descended the stairs. Richards stood waiting for them at the bottom.
Some one was opening the front door with a latchkey. It was Brently Mallard who entered, a little travel-stained, composedly carrying his grip-sack and umbrella. He had been far from the scene of the accident, and did not even know there had been one. He stood amazed at Josephine's piercing cry; at Richards' quick motion to screen him from the view of his wife.
When the doctors came they said she had died of heart disease--of the joy that kills. thats the end...i got no idea wat its tlking about.
Knowing that Mrs. Mallard was afflicted with a heart trouble, great care was taken to break to her as gently as possible the news of her husband's death.
It was her sister Josephine who told her, in broken sentences; veiled hints that revealed in half concealing. Her husband's friend Richards was there, too, near her. It was he who had been in the newspaper office when intelligence of the railroad disaster was received, with Brently Mallard's name leading the list of "killed." He had only taken the time to assure himself of its truth by a second telegram, and had hastened to forestall any less careful, less tender friend in bearing the sad message.
She did not hear the story as many
There stood, facing the open window, a comfortable, roomy armchair. Into this she sank, pressed down by a physical exhaustion that haunted her body and seemed to reach into her soul.
She could see in the open square before her house the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the new spring life. The delicious breath of rain was in the air. In the street below a peddler was crying his wares. The notes of a distant song which some one was singing reached her faintly, and countless sparrows were twittering in the eaves.
There were patches of blue sky showing here and there through the clouds that had met and piled one above the other in the west facing her window.
She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except when a sob came up into her throat and shook her, as a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams.
She was young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength. But now there was a dull stare in her eyes, whose gaze was fixed away off yonder on one of those patches of blue sky. It was not a glance of reflection, but rather indicated a suspension of intelligent thought.
There was something coming to her and she was waiting for it, fearfully. What was it? She did not know; it was too subtle and elusive to name. But she felt it, creeping out of the sky, reaching toward her through the sounds, the scents, the color that filled the air.
Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously. She was beginning to recognize this thing that was approaching to possess her, and she was striving to beat it back with her will--as powerless as her two white slender hands would have been. When she abandoned herself a little whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips. She said it over and over under hte breath: "free, free, free!" The vacant stare and the look of terror that had followed it went from her eyes. They stayed keen and bright. Her pulses beat fast, and the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch of her body.
She did not stop to ask if it were or were not a monstrous joy that held her. A clear and exalted perception enabled her to dismiss the suggestion as trivial. She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death; the face that had never looked save with love upon her, fixed and gray and dead. But she saw beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that owuld belong to her absolutely. And she opened and spread her arms out to them in welcome.
There would be no one to live for during those coming years; she would live for herself. There would be no powerful will bending hers in that blind persistence with which men and women believe they ahve a right to impose a private will upon a fellow-creature. A kind intention or a cruel intention made the act seem no less a crime as she looked upon it in that brief moment of illumination.
And yet she had loved him--sometimes. Often she had not. What did it matter! What could love, the unsolved mystery, count for in the face of this possession of self-assertion which she suddenly recognized as the strongest impulse of her being!
"Free! Body and soul free!" she kept whispering.
Josephine was kneeling before the closed door with her lips to the keyhold, imploring for admission. "Louise, open the door! I beg; open the door--you will make yourself ill. What are you doing, Louise? For heaven's sake open the door."
"Go away. I am not making myself ill." No; she was drinking in a very elixir of life through that open window.
Her fancy was running riot along those days ahead of her. Spring days, and summer days, and all sorts of days that would be her own. She breathed a quick prayer that life might be long. It was only yesterday she had thought with a shudder that life might be long.
She arose at length and opened the door to her sister's importunities. There was a feverish triumph in her eyes, and she carried herself unwittingly like a goddess of Victory. She clasped her sister's waist, and together they descended the stairs. Richards stood waiting for them at the bottom.
Some one was opening the front door with a latchkey. It was Brently Mallard who entered, a little travel-stained, composedly carrying his grip-sack and umbrella. He had been far from the scene of the accident, and did not even know there had been one. He stood amazed at Josephine's piercing cry; at Richards' quick motion to screen him from the view of his wife.
When the doctors came they said she had died of heart disease--of the joy that kills. thats the end...i got no idea wat its tlking about.
Monday, October 4, 2010
English 10 Class
i love english class....but here is a funny story. I'm a blog junkie. It's okay, I'll admit it. I especially like the funny blogs- blogs that make me laugh so hard I'm close to tears. While there are a lot of funny blogs on the Internet, there are very few that I keep
going back to everyday to see what could possibly be more hilarious than the day before. I've picked five of my favorite funny blogs to share with you. These range from the random weird people you know on Facebook to annoying husbands. These are blogs that guarantee to pass time and force you to procrastinate more than you had intended to.
Funny Blog #1: Facebook Status Updates Gone Wrong at Lamebook.com
Lamebook is dedicated to all things Facebook that can make you groan, laugh, or quickly defriend one of your connections. The thing I love about Lamebook is that these screenshots are sent in by Facebook users- and we all know how private Facebook is. That's how good of "friends" these people are with eachother. Good friends share your stupidity with the rest of the internet. The submissions are usually horrendous typos, status updates that offer way too much information, and pictures that would make the most desensitized person blush. Of course some of these will make you laugh, especially if your friend feed isn't anything like these poor people had to read. Lamebook gives a quick view into the world outside of your own Facebook and will really make you think about your next status update or picture.
Funny Blog #1: Facebook Status Updates Gone Wrong at Lamebook.com
Lamebook is dedicated to all things Facebook that can make you groan, laugh, or quickly defriend one of your connections. The thing I love about Lamebook is that these screenshots are sent in by Facebook users- and we all know how private Facebook is. That's how good of "friends" these people are with eachother. Good friends share your stupidity with the rest of the internet. The submissions are usually horrendous typos, status updates that offer way too much information, and pictures that would make the most desensitized person blush. Of course some of these will make you laugh, especially if your friend feed isn't anything like these poor people had to read. Lamebook gives a quick view into the world outside of your own Facebook and will really make you think about your next status update or picture.
Monday, September 27, 2010
English 10
It is thought...i dont know what to write about and i'm already one day late...which means i will not get ful credit on this <according to my teacher. So, yeah, its kind of a down fall. But i'm pretty sure i can get caught up...I'm talking about English Class. Today, yes today, we are still working on the same project. It was long...but I'm almost there and with a little boost of help from my teacher i'm sure i will get there. Some interesting things happened today. I learned that when you mix flour with orange juice you get an apple...Nahhh...Just Kidding. The truth is that i learned from Mrs.P that this blog and the rest of them, as never had to be about english class....WOW...who knew? The thing is that you have to start out with English class then work your way out of it...like i'm doing now...hahahah...So because of that reason. I'm gonna write about my day at school today. First period, is US History. We do a lot of work in there. Its certainly no joke... like today we had to learn about a lot of new things and we have a test...i'm sorry...a quiz, over it tomorrow. Honestly? I'm not ready at all...because all day i've been working on the most important thing of the day. Wich Leads us to the best second period English Class in the Whole school of gahanna, Mr. Potter's English 10 Class. In there we do a lot of things, it is certainly a joke...just kidding...its no joke, but it is still fun...this essential blog is part of it...and to be honest. I enjoy doing this blogs...i just think there shouldn't be a time period or a due date..yeah, seriously. It has nothing to do with it, but. Sometimes i have a lot to do and it is impossible at all to do it. Some of us don't even have computers at home and its hard for them too...now i'm not talking about me...i'm talking about some people that i know who had this problems in the past. Me? Yeah i can do it. BUT! i rather do it whenever i'm free to do it(The Blog Post.)I could go on about good and badstuff in English Class but i gotta save my breath.......but in conclusion, English class is fun and i like it! Next brings us to.....3rd period Study Hall...In there obviously its a study hall...Duhhh...We study! But today i went to the writing lab...where i got a lot of stuff done for my project...It was a good thing, because the teacher in there at the time was MR.Potter<<My English 10 Teacher.>>So I did a lot of work there too....i don't feel like doing in dept 'cuz i'm getting tired write now...but it was fun. Then lunch...I don't wanna talk about it...BUT! if you have any questions ask me!...Next its All in fun Geo. We also have a project due tomorrow...i just got it done right now! Yes Right Now!!! How Crazy??? Well i hope i get a good grade...because Math,English, and Science are my main focus for the job i'm planning to attend...so i care very much about those three classes....i'm serious mad when i get a bad grade in any of them...Which brings Us to BIO. I love science...BUT!!! i don't like the way my teacher explains it...he makes it complicated and i can't see him during any periods or after school...because he is somewhat "Busy" and before school i can't see him because i'm working on other class works like English, US History...and such. 7th is my Speech class...we i love very much....BUT!!!! i'm too full with all the homeworks she always gives us...Tomorrow is the career speech and i exactly go first " I have absolutly no clues of why...i don't even sit in front...wow?"Anywho.....8th Is My French IV Class which is super easy for me because i already speak french...I basically teach the class...I know what your thinking "Pretty Impressive...um?"...Well in conclusion i though my blog was pretty funny...i hope you all enjoyed it...and..................I'll see you all back next week! Adieus!!!<in french> Adios!!!<in spanish>and finally but not least...<See ya!!!><In English>
Good-bye,
See you all next week!
This have been your morning announcements<NOT>,
have a great day <YES>
Good-bye,
See you all next week!
This have been your morning announcements<NOT>,
have a great day <YES>
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
English Class
Today in english class we are doing a lot. we have a project due in 2 days, and i'm still working on it. It was assigned to us last week. you might be wondering "if it was assigned last week then why didn't i finish it?" well, first of all, i'm a very busy person, you might think "yeah, that's what they all say!" But N.O!!! that is not what they all say! i wake up in the morning very early, and after all the morning stuff, i have to go to 2nd period english class...uhhh. Its not that i don't like english class, as a matter of fact i love it! i love the people in it too. Our class this year is way much more smaller then our class last year, and that's one of the reasons i like this year's english class better. Plus, we get to do fun stuff that we didn't do last year. There is only one thing that i don't like right now about english class, its that we are doing this "project" and its really not cool. I mean its cool, but its too much at the same time! In the begining we did an Essay "which i think i refered to in the preview post" then after that, we did a post that had to be 15min long "which we have to do every weekend" i have absolutly no problem with the posting stuff, as matter of fact, i hope we keep posting. after the post, now we are doing the "project" which is to have 55 note cards and 5 sources, if your in my english class, then you know what i'm talking about! and now i'm doing this post late! because the day we were suppose to do it, it wouldn't let me type! which is very ackward! so now i have to do this late! and the maximum i can get is a 15/25, according to my calculations thats about a 'C' which isn't that bad if you don't care about english class, but I do!!! so, back off!!! So, yea its too much stuff at the same time. I hope it doesn't take long. But, before i forget. I also wanted to say that i liked Mrs.Potter's idea of getting the project over with before the second semester. So, yes, that was a great idea. But, all i'm saying is that he picked the wrong time for me! maybe for you too! 'Cuz i got a lot of work to do in my other classes too, and maybe you do too! So, Thats it for now, and in conclusion, I don't hate English Class!!!
P.E.A.C.E O.U.T!!!
From: Lance Vance!
P.E.A.C.E O.U.T!!!
From: Lance Vance!
Saturday, September 11, 2010
English class
Today in English class we talked about poems. It was a little bit fun, because the teacher let us work in groups.I certainly had fun, and here is why: I got to learn about new poems. we talked about stuff that i had forgotten in years, so it reminded me. I also liked the little questions about the poems that we read. It was fun and me and my partners got to work on it together. What i didn't like was that we had to compare the narrators, sometimes it was hard because the narrators had much in common. so, we had to live it blank. Then, i also didn't like the way the poems were written. I know that's the way they are suppose to be, but i just which they would make easier for the people of the 21st century to read it. I liked the way the poems reached into my heart or at least some of them did. I also liked the way the teacher explained it.He made it easy and simple for us to understand. I then liked the idea of writing this blog, because i like to write and type. But what i didn't like about it, is that we had to write about a specific subject "English class". I like to write about what i want and believe in. Speaking of which, the Essay!!! I like the essay. I like the fact that we get to write about what we want, yes i like that. But, what i didn't like about it is all the rules we had to follow. I mean sure its a great idea, but all the rules are just to much! I like to use 1st and 2nd person in my writings, just like a book. I like to use contractions like "don't, didn't, ain't, hadn't, etc..." They make the writing easier and quicker to write. Its true they make the story shorter, but they also make it quicker to type or write. So, well in conclusion, I'll have to say "i like English class so far and i hope for it to be good year". Thanks for reading, and have a wonderful day.
Good-bye,
Vincent O.
Good-bye,
Vincent O.
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