I can't prove it, but I think my neighbor is a twin. She looks slightly different to me every other day. I want to ask her, but I think that it would be rude.
The folks upstairs were fighting last night.
The folks downstair were making up.
I didn't get much sleep last night.
I have more to say, but am too tired to type it out.
It's been cold lately...really cold. I think it's time to break out the hat and scarf. In some respects, I like the winter time. Snow is great and really makes the neighborhood look quiet and peaceful.
But there are somethings that I don't like about winter. It gets darker earlier. When it gets windy, it's bitterly cold. The air feels like it's cutting into my skin.
I'm starting to talk myself out of liking the winter.
I wonder what's going to happen on our first snow day...
hmm....
I spent the day working on a project. Once again, I found myself obsessed with an idea and had to see it to fruition.
Here are the project instructions:
In Project 2 you are going to write at least two paragraphs using one of the rhetorical devices, Metaphor or Metonymy, to help you make your point. For example ? the world is an egg. Explain to us how the world is an egg. An example of Metonymy ? John Smith, like many other rodeo riders, has great family values. What can we generalize about rodeo riders, or working men in general?
Next, find a graphic that continues the rhetorical idea, and layout a page with the story and the graphic. Use formatting and other text attributes that we have already discussed to make it easy for us to read the information.
I'm basically done, but I want to wait to post it.
Is it possible to sleep through a panic attack? I hope that it is because I'm exhausted, yet I feel like I'm still having a panic attack. It started early this morning with a very constricted feeling in my chest. Then my insides felt nervous and jittery and the phone wouldn't stop ringing. I have too much to do and not enough time to do it and as October 25 gets closer, my fears just increase. I don't know if I can finish everything by then and I really don't know what to do.
Except breathe...That's what Lucy, my physical therapist always says to me when I feel like I can't stretch my arm any farther. I feel like I can't stretch any farther than I am right at this moment.
I'm going to bed.
I want all the little children (and adults) that look to me as a role model and a pillar of society to close their eyes for the next minute or so...
Ok, are your eyes closed? If you said yes, you're lying....
Ok, for everyone else...
Reading is a necessary evil and I don't want to do it anymore...at least not for homework.
Ok, you can open your eyes now.
I know you read the whole thing. You're so disobedient.
Fortress Around Your Heart
http://www.sting.com/discog/?v=so&a=1&id=137
Under the ruins of a walled city
Crumbling towers in beams of yellow light
No flags of truce, no cries of pity
The siege guns had been pounding through the night
It took a day to build the city
We walked through its streets in the afternoon
As I returned across the fields I'd known
I recognised the walls that I once made
I had to stop in my tracks for fear
Of walking on the mines I'd laid
And if I've built this fortress around your heart
Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire
Then let me build a bridge
For I cannot fill the chasm
And let me set the battlements on fire
Then I went off to fight some battle
That I'd invented inside my head
Away so long for years and years
You probably thought, or even wished that I was dead
While the armies all are sleeping
Beneath the tattered flag we'd made
I had to stop in my tracks for fear
Of walking on the mines I'd laid
And if I've built this fortress around your heart
Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire
Then let me build a bridge
For I cannot fill the chasm
And let me set the battlements on fire
This prison has now become your home
A sentence you seem prepared to pay
It took a day to build the city
We walked through its streets in the afternoon
As I returned across the lands I'd known
I recognised the fields where I'd once played
I had to stop in my tracks for fear
Of walking on the mines I'd laid
And if I've built this fortress around your heart
Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire
Then let me build a bridge
For I cannot fill the chasm
And let me set the battlements on fire
I finally got the cornrows out. I've had to wear them for about a month because I couldn't do my hair on my own. I can finally make a ponytail all by myself.
I'm also getting kind of nostalgic lately. I'm totally ashamed to admit this, but I was actually listening to Chicago's greatest hits the other day and I find myself listening to a lot of music that I listened to in high school. It seems strange to say that I've been out of high school for 15 years now, but alas, it has been that long.
I've been thinking a lot about those years and I realize one thing that I wish I had known then. I guess it's the one thing that I can pass on to tweens and teens alike. All the people who I concerned myself with or should I say over-concerned myself with are just a mere after thought in my memory. I don't know if I would recognize most of them if they approached me today. I only keep in touch with one person from high school, none from middle school, and only one from elementary school, but only because we were born best friends. We will always be connected as psuedo-sisters even if we only talk to each other about twice a year.
I guess what I'm saying is the people come in and out of our lives, for good or for bad. The key is figuring out which people are for the good and which are for bad.
From: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6867118/from/ET/
Going overboard: In flashback a young Sun was confronted by her father and blamed the maid for breaking a glass ballerina. Later, after her marriage to Jin, she cheated on him with her friend Jae, and once again she saw the disapproving face of her father looking on. Sun knows two things really well: domineering men and lies. Back on island time, Sun realized that Sayid was up to something. He had them build a second signal fire further north on the coast, presumably to signal Jack and the gang. When she called him out for lying about it, Sayid admitted that it was really a trap to draw the Others out. He told her that he needed her to lie to Jin about it. “Why?” she asked. “Because once the fire is lit, it will be too late to go back.” To keep her safe, Sun was sent to the boat while Sayid and Jin planned to overrun the search party. But the boat was where the real action was, with Sun taking out Colleen and going over the side of the sailboat in a hail of gunfire.
Where there’s smoke: Once the fire was set, Jin let Sun in on a little secret. He understands a lot more English than she thinks he does, and he was hip to the deception about the signal all along. As Sun translated to Sayid, “He knows I betrayed him.” But back in flashbackland, he didn’t pick up on the clues as easily. Sun’s father asked Jin to eliminate Jae for “stealing” from him. When Jin refused, he told him, “You married my daughter that makes you my son.” After staking out Jae’s place, Jin beat him up but couldn’t go through with killing him. He returned to his car and seconds later Jae’s body landed on the hood.
Something shocking: Mr. Friendly and Pickett (the Other who took a blood sample from Michael last season) escorted Kate and Sawyer to a labor camp. Pickett laid down the rules. “You talk to each other, you’re going to be shocked. You touch each other, you’re going to be shocked.” And he went on to explain that most any activity that didn’t involve rock harvesting would lead to a stun gun to the chest. But when Kate refused to go on until she saw Jack, she learned that it was Sawyer who got the jolt for her disobedience. After he recovered, Sawyer took a break from wheelbarrow duty and rushed to lock lips with Kate. It wasn’t all for romance sake, as he pulled some swift moves on the Others who charged him. He took Pickett’s shotgun, but before he could make any real threats, Juliet already had a pistol to Kate. Sawyer earned a few more volts for that one.
A familiar face: While Kate was working the quarry yard, someone called out to her from the brush. It was none other than Alex, Rousseau’s offspring and reluctant Other. Alex wanted to know if Kate had seen her friend in one of the cages. The exchange was brief, and later Kate and Sawyer were back in lock-up. Sawyer recalled their kiss and told her, “You taste like strawberries.” She added that he, in fact, tasted like fish biscuits. The post-chain gang flirting continued.
Let’s make a deal: Now Jack’s the captive and Ben’s the interrogator, and as Ben pointed that’s the exact opposite of the situation they were recently in. But Ben wanted to come clean with Jack and give him a proper introduction. “Hi. My name is Benjamin Lyons, and I’ve lived on this island all my life.” Explaining to Jack that they had access to the outside world, Ben ran through a list of missed events from back home: Bush’s reelection, Christopher Reeve’s death and the Red Sox World Series victory. He lost Jack on that last one until he showed him the win on television. Then Ben made an offer. “If you listen to me, and you trust me when the time comes, I’ll take you home.”
When I wear my new bluetooth headset, I feel like Uhura from Star Trek.
"Captain, we're getting a message from Starfleet Headquarters"
Project #1 for my Graphic Design class:
Assignment: Project 1 - Meaning of text
As we have discussed text attributes such as size, position and orientation can help us navigate text and give it meaning. In this project the student will use those attributes to create a design. First choose a phrase, such as "Thinking outside the box" ; "What goes up must come down"; "Money makes the world go round" etc. Then input the phrase into a page layout program, creating separate text blocks for each of the words. By rotating, resizing and repositioning the words, try to create a design that will augment the meaning of the phrase. You may also make individual words or letters bold or italicized. Use only one font. Be creative. You may also break the words into individual letters if need be. Pay attention to all of your page space, not just the portion you think you are using.
My project: 
My instructors comments: Great job! Good use of phrase to augment the meaning of the text. Good color choice and use of positioning the letters within the phrase. (Grade - 93%)
Some classmate comments:
#1 - Good Idea Julie. You actually inspired my project.
#2 - I think that the project looked very professional. I liked the use of color
and the way the words spread across the page. I also like the way the words
were transparent, making it easy for you too see behind them. Having said
that, I don't think it completely captured the 'time on your side' saying. I
think that making the words more vertical, may have helped.
#3 - I was able to get this right away. Good way to relay the message "time is on my side'!
