No day is perfect as something always seems to go wrong. Little or big there is always a flaw. That is what I have always believed in and probably always will. Anyone that says something is perfect is either lying through their teeth or overlooking a bunch of things. Some days do come close though. Some days just are so wonderful they seem perfect. They seem like the best day you’ve ever had. That doesn’t mean they are but they do come very close. For me a nice summer day always is the start of
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Life is like walking through Paradise with peas in your shoes. CHARLES EDWARD JERNINGHAM‚ The Maxims of Marmaduke Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors. EUGENE O’NEILL‚ Lazarus Laughed Live on‚ survive‚ for the earth gives forth wonders. It may swallow your heart‚ but the wonders keep on coming. You stand before them bareheaded‚ shriven. What is expected of you is attention. SALMAN RUSHDIE‚ The Ground Beneath Her Feet Life itself‚ too‚ is forever turning an infinitely
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everybody has a bad day no matter what lifestyle you live or what part of the world you are in‚ it is just something that everyone has to deal with. I was completely fine with that fact until my bad day came out of nowhere and practically slapped me right across the face due to many events that occurred to me on this depressing day. It was a very sunny Monday morning‚ I did not even need my alarm clock to wake me up due to the sunlight creeping through my blinds and shining right in my eyes at the crack
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this anymore. I thought‚ trying to focus on writing down my math homework and zone out the laughter surrounding me. I know- melodramatic eighth graders‚ everyone hates ’em. But I’m different- I swear. You just don’t know the whole story. It started when I walked into this wretched class. The worst thing in the history of bad things ever happening to people happened- I tripped. I know‚ oh the horror! But that’s not just it. I tripped. On my TIED shoelaces. And fell. And people stared. And Aaaughhhghgh
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does what I do and live how I live. Do not ask me about this paper or contact my parents about it when I say the things that I do. This is starting to sound like a warning ha-ha. I live by one motto‚ it is two words‚ one of them is explicit and starts with the letter f and the other word is it. But for the purposes of this being for school I will use “screw” it instead. I live like this because in my fifteen years of life I have gone through more than you have in your years on this planet‚ do not ask
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coach and innovator‚ in December of 1891. James Naismith was a physician from Canada and attended McGill’s University in Montreal‚ Canada. He introduced the game of basketball when he was an instructor at the Young Men Christian Association Training School in Springfield‚ Massachusetts. He created the game because he wanted to think of something the kids would be able to play during cold seasons‚ in a small area. He wanted to come up with something where you wouldn’t have to be the strongest but have
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The most important day of my life had just happened recently this year. The word graduation means more than a ceremony for me. It has changed my life‚ to reach a higher stage of my life‚ the time to become a new person‚ the time to grow up‚ time to follow my dreams and separate responsibilities from fun. The night before the graduation‚ I had invited my family & my friends to attend a graduation ceremony. On my graduation day‚ I woke up early to go get my hair‚ nails‚ and make up ready for
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to catch our service. Riding on the van‚ I say my prayers‚ thanking God for another chance of living. Then‚ I’m at school for the day. If ever I reach school early‚ I go make conversations with my friends. Then‚ the bell rings‚ time for assembly! Our classes start at 7:20am and ends at 5:15pm if we have double periods. Fast-forward to 5:15p.m... when I’m on the van riding home (sometimes- oftentimes- I catch a ride home with my parents). Then‚ it’s my turn! As I fly through the house‚ I rush to the
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January of my freshmen year. These same kids who bullied me in middle school were acting like my good friends cheering me on whether it was my failing effort in Gotcha or chanting “chug‚ chug‚ chug” as I ruined my small stomach. Just hours ago‚ I had slowly crept on the bus‚ book in hand‚ to be dissected by the eyes of 50 upperclassmen‚ swiftly dismissed as I scampered to a seat in the very front‚ feeling very alone. I hoped and prayed that no one would ask for my name. All the memories of my lisp and
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Compare and Contrast Tiffany Gibson English 121 Michaela Vargas February 10‚ 2014 The two essays I chose was “Homeless” and “ This old house: The heart is a lonely menagerie. As I was skimming through the different essays these two really stood out. The similarities and differences really bring the two stories together. Everyday people are put situations where they take life for granted. Homeless by Quindlen‚ A. (n.d.) describes how a woman judged a woman she met on the street. We should
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