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“Happy Endings”

scd0005 — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 22:48:44 +0000

Okay at first I thought this collection of short stories was pretty crazy but then I got to thinking. This is basically everyday life. These are the situations that the normal person would go through, the sleeping with each other even though they dont love each other, the cheating. Its kind of scary if you think about because it happens so much. It happens everyday. I dont know really how to explain it but I liked these stories. It really got me thinking.

Thanksgiving Day

scd0005 — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 03:42:33 +0000

The number one thing that I love about Thanksgiving is not the turkey or the dressing or the football, its being able to celebrate with my family. I have a huge family so I always look forward to seeing them. Just to give you a picture of how big our family is: my family consists of nine kids including me and both my parents come from familys of seven children. Each of my Aunts and Uncles have at least three kids some have more. Christmas is the craziest. Unwrapping presents is insane. It always looks like a sea of wrapping paper. Back to Thanksgiving ha. Its just so warming to walk in to who’s ever house it is at (it does vary from house to house every year) and see so many people that love me and I love them. Sometimes I feel like just sitting down and watching everyone. It makes me happy to see everyone there being happy and caring and loving for each other. Oh yea the turkey is good too. Ha ha ha.

What has changed?

scd0005 — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 03:34:15 +0000

My style of writing has not changed from what it use to be and I would be said if it ever did. To me when I write a paper it means a lot to me. The paper is a reflection of who I am. I have noticed that my writing has improved from what it use to be. To tell you the truth not much as changed with my writing except for a couple of added vocabulary words to my dictionary/thersaurus in my mind. I have always enjoyed writing even when its something that I dont want to write about. The paper is hard none the less but it is enjoyable only because I make it enjoyable for myself. Each paper I write has to be perfect to me. It must have a little humor in it because that is just who I am, a funny person. It has to be exciting and clever. It just has to be me. My papers have to fit me just like a piece of clothing. If it doesnt fit I have to try something else. I guess I just really like to write. So, I thank Dr. Shattuck for all her hard work. She has helped me so much. I feel more confident in my writing and I believe that she has helped me become a stronger writer (thats another thing, I feel like a stronger writer coming out of this class). Thank you soooooo much it has been a great english 101 class.

Thesis statements

scd0005 — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 05:54:51 +0000

Thesis for paper #2
Each year these books are banned from schools, libraries, and homes in America due to its fantasy world of witchcraft and wizardry. Though the series tells the story of a boy wizard that possess a great amount of magic, so great that he can blow objects up and triumph over evil, he has no magic to triumph over the process of banning a book. This process can be writing a complaint and seeing that it goes through, which is popular in most schools, to an outright ban on a book given by the government. In my opinion, the people that want to ban or have already banned the Harry Potter books by J.K. Rowling should have the Evanesco spell cast on them. I believe that books like these are too precious to ban.
Thesis for paper #3
It was a hot rainy July day in Mobile, Alabama in 2004 when my life changed forever

Favorite Season

scd0005 — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 01:54:48 +0000

My favorite season has to be Autumn because its really colorful. I live down in Mobile, Alabama so I really dont get that much of an Autumn. Dont get me wrong the trees change colors but its not good enough for me. When I came up to Huntsville and took a visit to Monte Sano I think I fell in love with the scenary. I’m sure this is nothing compared to the big mountains but its defiantly a huge step up from Mobile. I love how the trees change colors. Red, orange, yellow, and green are sea of colors that I saw when I went to Monte Sano. It was absolutly beautiful. I think I could spend the whole day there just looking at the trees. ha sounds kinda funny but I really do love it. If anyone hasnt gone to Monte Sano then I invite to. You wont be disappointed.

Halloween AHHHHH!!!

scd0005 — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 05:43:41 +0000

On Halloween I decided to watch a scary movie. I decided to watch Halloween because afterall it was Halloween and what better time to watch that movie than on Halloween. So I slid it in, hopped on my couch, grabbed my popcorn, and allowed the scariness to began. I’m not a huge fan of scary movies but I was able to watch it thanks to the blanket I was under for most of the movie. That night was different than all of my other Halloween nights because something happened to me. It was the weirdest thing. At about twelve that night I heard a knock my dorm door. I just thought it was one of my roommates who was locked out again. Well I got out of bed and went to the door. I stopped suddenly because I got this strange feeling that something bad was going to happen. I eventually put my hand on the door knob and slowly turned it. Click, Click went the doorknob as I unlocked the door and opened it at the same time. Before I could realize what happened, the flung open and in my doorway was a huge man. I didnt know what to do. As he started walking towards me I started walking away from him. Then all of a sudden he made a quick move and got right in my face. My mouth was wide open. I couldn’t tell who it was because he had something on his face. Then I heard something come from the guy’s mouth. I couldn’t quite make it out the first time but then he said it agian. He said, “Hi, my name is Michael Myers and I was just wondering if you had a band-aid because I cut my finger?” Hahahahah actually I ended up watching a Knight’s Tale for halloween. The complete opposite of the movie Halloween.

My Biggest Fear

scd0005 — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 15:32:47 +0000

My biggest fear is snakes. I don’t know where this fear came from but I do have one theory. When I was younger I use to watch a lot of Indiana Jones. Those are my favorite movies of all time. Still watch them today. I would tell my parents that when I grow up I was going to be like him. Well, everyone knows that Indiana Jones is afraid of snakes and since I wanted to be like him I had to be afraid of snakes. So I guess the idea of being afraid of snakes kind of stuck. Yeaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Super Power

scd0005 — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 03:16:39 +0000

Wow, I’m going to sound like a complete loser when I say that this topic was pretty hard for me. I mean there are a lot of powers out there that I would really like to have. I probably have several number one powers on my list but since I can only tell you about one I have decided to choose fire powers. Yea I think that would be really cool be say, “Flame on!” and then whoosh fire all over my body not burning me at all. I would be able to fly and shoot fire out of my hands and aww man it would be really cool. The only bad thing about that would be I couldn’t save anyone because I would just burn them. Wait a minute…..nevermind I wouldn’t be able to burn them because my flame would become harmless when I touch them. Yea fire would be nice but I would like to have ice powers too. I know its funny because they are opposites but I can’t really decide which one I want. Hey maybe I could like have a power that would allow me to have any power I wanted. Of course that would be one heck of a super power because I would have all of them.haha.
If I could be any superhero it would be spider-man. He is a pretty cool spider. I could like web sling the heck outa some bad guys and then turn them in to the cops. They would be really cool to swing from building to building. The thought of just swinging and almost like flying sounds so peaceful to me. I’m weird like that, haha.
The other person I would like to be is of course Wolverine. The guy can’t die and has blades that come out between his knuckles!! Wait thats not all, he is basically made of metal. Sign me up for this mutation power thing he has!! What I would do with blades would be just to beat up bad guys but not kill them. I would never want to kill anyone unless I had too. The only problem would be living a really long time.
Those are the powers I would like to have. Even though I was to only choose one I decided to just write about a couple. There are just too many powers out there!!

Paper #3

scd0005 — Fri, 16 Oct 2009 15:34:26 +0000

“Mom, my butt hurts, I’m cold and wet, hungry, and it looks terrible outside today. I think I’m going to play video games all day,” I said as I was shivering in the front seat of our family’s eight passenger, white, Chevy Astro van. My mom had just picked up my sisters Emily, Katie, and I from swim practice and had my little brother David and my little sister Maggie riding along.
“You’re disgusting,” replied my mom as she laughed and gave me a small shove on my shoulder, “Is that all you do is complain?” When we finally pulled into our driveway, everyone knew what was going to happen next. The doors would unlock and then fling open like in a derby horse race, and we would race to the backdoor which would open and we would race to the shower and bathrooms.
“I’ll be back in five minutes, honey. I’m just going to pick up the other kids from swim practice,” my mother said as she walked onto the back porch area where she was met with some resistance. “Stevie, can you come get you’re your sister off my leg? No sweetie you can’t come with me. I told you, I’ll be back in five minutes, I promise,” my mom said as she was prying off Maggie. I am one of nine children so my mom can’t take us everywhere she goes. She left me in charge with Emily, Katie, and Maggie and my little brother David she went to pick up my other siblings Rachael, Anna, and Ryan. (My youngest sister Jennifer has not yet been born therefore Maggie is still the youngest). “Behave yourselves,” my mother said over her shoulder as she walked out the door.
“I’m going upstairs to my room to play my video games. If you need anything just yell and try not to fight with each other,” I yelled as I was walking up the stairs. I became more excited with each step I took towards my room. I entered through the doorway and suddenly stopped. I starred very hard at my t.v. screen that was about ten feet in front of me. Then my eyes traveled down to my Nintendo 64. It was black but was a little off color due to the amount of dust that had piled up on it over time. Stuck in the middle of the Nintendo was a small rounded gray box that had a colorful picture on it and the symbols NHL 64. I looked from the gray box to my bare feet. When I had come into my room I heard something. It was something so shocking, so spine tingling, that it ran goose bumps down my back and around my arms and legs. This sound was nothing other than a little voice in my head saying, “I have to pee.” I wanted to ignore the voice and the urge to urinate coming from my bladder but gave in to my instincts and used the restroom that was only two feet to my right. I then proceed to allow my brains to be reduced to mash potatoes.
It was not but five minutes after I started the hockey game and my mother left that I heard glass break. The sound of glass breaking in our house was nothing foreign to me. I lived in a house with nine other people, someone is going to be clumsy and drop a glass cup or a plate.
“I think that was glass breaking,” I said to myself, “Oh well, I’m just going to stay here and play my video game because I don’t feel like getting up from this nice relaxing, comfortable, chair. On second thought no one is very bright down there; I better go check it out.”
My Nintendo 64 hockey game when all of a sudden I heard some glass break. It was no but five minutes after mom left and someone has already broken something I said to myself as I paused my hockey game. I remember telling myself that I better go get on to whoever did it. I went down the stairs and looked over the railing and saw a man walking down our hallway dressed in nice clothes. I figured it was some worker man that my dad hired to look at our house. This all changed when my eyes looked from him to the back porch where there was glass everywhere. There was a wedge that was used as the tool to break the glass. I said to myself, “This can not be happening.” I followed the man with my eyes into my mom’s room where I heard a lot of rummaging around and then into Anna’s room. Then something happened that was extremely unexpecting. The man toward the stairs, looked up at me, and started quickly walking up the stairs. My eyes grew so big. I remember it all in slow motion. I turned and ran as fast as I could into my bathroom which is not that far from the doorway to my room. I flew the door open and quickly flung it behind me hoping and praying that the man wouldn’t try to come inside. I remember holding the door with all my might and saying to myself, “please don’t do this to me. Please don’t come in here,” over and over again. As I was praying and holding the door for my life I paid close attention to the man’s foot steps. I heard a lot of rummaging around in my room then I heard his footsteps go past the door and go into my sisters room. I kept on listening closely and heard him finally go down the stairs. I quietly opened the door and slipped down the stairs to where I first saw him. I saw him leave and saw my sisters and little brother emerge from the living room with fear written all over their faces. I immediately called the police and told them that we were just broken into.

What I did over Fall Break

scd0005 — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 00:47:50 +0000

I did nothing. The end.

I’m just kidding. I stayed at UAH because I had a cross-country meet on Saturday. It went well. The guys team came in second overall so I was pretty excited about that. On the other hand I didn’t have a great race. I came in fifth for the team and 27th overall. It wasn’t that big of a meet either maybe like 80 to 100 runners.
The day before the meet I was pranked. It wasn’t a funny prank either. It was one of those pranks that shouldn’t even be considered a prank because the pranksters took it so far that you actually believe them. My friend just got word that his best friend was seeing the girl that he was talking to for a while. Anyways the situation goes on to say that my friend was ready to do some stupid stuff. My friend and my roommate thought it was funny to prank me and my other roommate.
Ok I don’t really want to mention names so roommate #1 is helping my friend prank me and my other roommate which I will call roommate #2.
So #1 calls #2 and tells him that my friend and him went to that dudes house (the guy that was seeing the girl my friend was talking to) and ended up going inside to “talk” to that dude. Well #1 told us that about 15 minutes went by and the cops showed up and arrested my friend. #2 and I didn’t believe #1 at all. #1 showed up in my friends car and told us to come down because we needed to go bail my friend out of jail. We still didn’t believe him. Anyways #1 kept on with this prank. He wasn’t leting up. So he leaves. About five minutes later my friend calls me and tells me he really did something stupid and he messed up. He told me to just forget him and go to the meet without him. He didn’t tell me where he was or anything. For me that sealed the deal, #1 was telling the truth.
I got my check book and even went through the trouble of asking where the jail was. I got to my car and #1 and my friend pull into the parking lot. I walk to the car and look inside only to find my friend and #1 smiling and laughing. I told #1 that his butt was going to get whooped when he got back into the dorm. Thats exactly what happened. #1 walked in and he was whiped with #2′s belt and another guy who joined in. Don’t worry the other guy was there the whole time too. #1 got mad and slapped #2 in the face and then the yelling began. I took over once several guys held #2 off and brought him to his room. I think I was cussing so much everything that came out of my mouth didn’t make any sense. I was really upset.
Eventually everyone cooled downed and apologized. Other than that my weekend was just a normal weekend. Oh yea I studied for a history mid-term too.