Reader Response

The Premature burial is the story of a man who goes to tell various accounts of how being buried is alive is one of the most horrid experiences one could ever have. The man then goes to describe how he had an experience in which he was buried alive. The main character in this story is the narrator, who gives narratives of a man who became buries alive only to to somehow get out or attempt to get out. The theme here is obvious. The man talks of the misery experienced in such a situation, and counteract it with the hope he felt when in the actual situation. He repeatedly states how dark and imprisoning the experience felt as well as how hopeful he felt upon hearing the voice of the man who came by to the grave.

The Word that Defines me

Main Entry:
re·sil·ient
Pronunciation:
\-yənt\
Function:
adjective
Etymology:
Latin resilient-, resiliens, present participle of resilire to jump back, recoil, from re- + salire to leap — more at sally
Date:
1674
: characterized or marked by resilience: as a: capable of withstanding shock without permanent deformation or rupture b: tending to recover from or adjust easily to misfortune or change.



Resilience has been my biggest principle. I learned of the action early on in my youth, when forces beyond my control took my best friend away from me when I was nine. Death was something of an enigma, and on that day I learned just what a blow it can deliver. I look back at it now and I am thankful for what happened, as out of my childhood desparity came a mustard seed of determination. The bad always happens to the good, but what separates the good from the great is how one comes back after a knee dropping hit. To quote Rocky Balboa "Its not about how many hits you can take, its about how many hard hits you can take and still get up" Resilience is a word that many would use to define me, always filled with purpose and seeing every upset as a window to another oppurtunity.

Today in Governent

I was taking a stand against homosexuyality and Yelena rebuked me with something about how killing Jesus was done even though it was not right. So I had an epiphany about gays and Jesus's crucifixtion, and I told her, hey. why don't we crucify them and burn them. They could also be used as an alternate energy supply with all the heat that their bodies will generate enough heat to power homes. That's what the Romans did.

Today in Math

Today in Math I did absolutley no math. Instead I worked on a NB that I was supposed to have completed yesterday. I would've finished it yesterday but I fell asleep as I was cutting the papers. So today in Calculus instead of doing my Hw, I was frantically pasting an interactive NB together so that I could havce one for forensics. Then we took a quiz that I know I totally bombed. At this point in the class I'm just about ready to stop learning and more geared towards reviewing the learned material and getting ready for the AP test.

Sperm

I read an article in which beautiful people are being paid money for their seed. Its $2000 for the egg and $50 for the sperm. I think I've found the backbone for my finances for college =) thoughts? questions? I'm up for a good discussion lol

Power of Service

Lately I've been out and about providing service to a variety of of people. From the poor to the needy(there is a distinction) I've been going around forgetting myself and becoming a tool of passing around those warm fuzzies people become engulfed in when another human shows them the goodness of humanity. And you want to know what I've realized? Bitter are those who worry only about themselves, angry when things do not benefit them. Sad are those who lead service, in concern that they are doing enough, and joyful when gratitude and humility is expressed. Leadership and power comes not then from personal glory or gain, but from a godly concern for the well being of fellow men. Leaders do not come upon to implement their own ideas to a people, but service them to help them strive towards eternal truths.

Calculus for strippers

I'm taking calculus this year and fortunatley for me I have both teachers. Mr. T is my actual teacher and I student aide for Mrs. Corbett. Well The other day I'm in Corbett's and we're talking of the unit circle. Well we have an acronym we use to note which trig function is positive in which. Its All Students Take Calculus, but I'm stupid enough to quote Mr. T's version if her class. It went a little like this.

Mrs. Corbett-"its All Students Take Calculus, right?"

Me-" or All Stippers Take Cash"

Mrs Corbett(gives glare of impending doom)-"Don't you EVER say that in my classroom again"

Me(noticebly shrinks in desk)- I say nothing but man you know that feeling when you know you should be running and the adrenaline should be pumping but its not? yeah that's how I felt.

Hilarious but heed my warning Mrs. Corbett and strippers are incompatable