I choose this picture for Guerilla because it shows them moving through the forest and doing things in a different and unexpected way.
Credit: http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/5/57/FidelGuerilla.JPG
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Vocabulary 3: Guerilla
Vocabulary 2: Tranquility
I picked this image for tranquility because it shows a very beautiful and calm place.
Credit:http://www.landscapedvd.com/desktops/images/tranquility1280x1024.jpg
Vocabulary 1: Stereotype
I picked this image because it represents the stereotype that all Asians are smart
Credit: http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/16/16/23501616.jpg
A day in the life of a wierd guy at the train station...
Mike was a retired old man who was extremely bored. It was just a normal Saturday and he was alone in a stinky apartment. He got up out of bed and went to his little table and he sat on a little chair and ate some of the limited edition cocoa pebbles. He then realized that after he finished the cereal it had been a couple of hours and he almost missed the new episode of sponge bob. He ran through his house and he stubbed his toe when he was trying to get to the tv in time but he made it. Unfortunately he fell asleep during the end of it because hes an old man and he wasted another huge chunk of his day.
He woke up and was sad because he didnt get to go be hip with the young kids out there but then a great idea hit him. The only way to save his day was to go out in the real world with the real cool kid but first he needed some new clothes. He got in his car (which he thought was cool but it wasnt) and drove to the nearest mall. He had heard about an awesome shop that all the kids were talking about called Limited 2. So he looked at the map and couldn't see the red "You are here" dot because his eyesight wasn't very good so he asked some people for help but no one would help him so he was forced to wander around for a while.
When he realized that he was losing daylight he moved on to step 2 of his plan to hang out with the cool kids. He made a free hugs sign and he walked around in the center of the mall to try and "spread the love". Nobody seemed to want a hug and the old man thought it was because he didn't get limited 2 clothes but some kids thought that was sad so the filmed a video of it and they joined in and then put the video on youtube for all the little humanities classes to watch.
The man now felt good about himself and so he decided to move on to the final step of his plan. He drove out of the mall parking lot of the mall and his car immediately broke down. Again nobody helped him probably because his clothes were not from limited 2 so he was forced to hitch hike. A semi truck soon picked him up but the driver was a very scary lady. He knew that this old person wasn't as cool as he was so he tried to get out but the doors were locked. The old lady wasn't very smart and she forgot the doors were locked on the inside so Mike just unlocked the door and pulled a slow-mo James Bond style rolling jump out of the truck.
He hurt his stubbed toe again and so he knew he couldn't walk to the Ice cream store for his secret last plan so he decided to change his direction towards a local train station. He had a monthly pass so he was just going to get through the gate and dance around with the people playing their guitars for money.
He arrived at the station and as he was approaching the gate he saw a camera set up on the other side so he decided he wanted to make a cool face. He backed up and prepared his look. As he was walking through the gate he hit his stubbed toe and he started to cringe right as the picture was taken which resulted in a somewhat funny picture for the world to see.
In the end Mike was not mad because he had finally gotten on the internet and people would think hes was cool even if he didn't have limited 2 clothes on.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
0 to 200 in 6 seconds (joke)
K mr.E ill try and remeber this as best i can
A man named bob couldnt think of a present to give to his wife.
His wife told him that she would be very sad if she didnt get a gift sitting on the driveway that went 0 to 200 in 6 seconds.
So the next day Bob had left early to work and when his wife woke up she saw a small box on the driveway.
She was puzzeled on how a car could be in that box and so she went out to open it.
Inside the box there was a small bathroom scale
Bob hasnt been seen for a week...
( basically he was calling her fat...HAHAHAHA)
Hey I saw the new post this morning so my invitation would be for a person from australia because thats on the opposite side of the map and because they have kangaroos (sp?). So if any australians come here please leave a comment.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Not everyones an A student
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This is just a couple of funny pics I found. Make sure you read the questions and what the teacher says and circles too it makes it funny.
Comment if you like em and ill post more.
P.S. Mr ross what would you do if i wrote an essay like this
http://www.angelfire.com/theforce/blix797/Essay/essay2.html
Silence
http://www.davidmaisel.com/works/bigimage.asp?pic_code=lod02
John sat in his tiny room staring at the wall not saying a word. Not a sound was heard throughout the room, but then again that was normal. Silence was Johns best friend, and that was only true because no one else would fill that position. He was used to being alone and in silence and he had come to like that fact. He had the freedom to travel through his mind in peace. No longer would he have to deal with the problems of the world or the fact he was being taken away in the next few hours.
A call in the distance broke the silence and John stood up, but he couldn't get himself to leave the room. His mom stood at the end of the hallway staring straight at him. The stare that he was all to familiar with could break down any man and when he was around his parents he felt the need to look at the ground below him. He hated the fact that they thought that they were better than him and that he was some sort of alien. Like anything else he knew he couldn't do anything about it but imagine that it didn't exist in his perfect world that lived in his mind. His dad now joined his mom and they called out once again knowing they would not get an answer. His dad, who didn't want john to leave, stepped forward and grabbed John by the arms dragging him through the house and again John did not say a word.
There was a straight black car sitting out in front of the house awaiting its new prisoner. John had been dragged to the door and the driver grabbed him by the collar and "helped" John into the backseat. John watched as his house fade into the distance along with his family and when they were not but a dot in the distance he sat back. John liked it in this car even though he knew where it was taking him. There was a glass plate blocking him from the driver and like his room he was free to join the perfect world inside his head. The car drove through the night and eventually John had fallen asleep.
It was around 4:00 in the morning and the car slowly cam to a stop in front of some sort of hospital. John was thrown out and the driver went up to a man in a white coat standing near the entrance. The man in the white coat was Mr. Noodles and as john had did what he had always done when meeting knew people. He stared at his feet and didn't say a word. Mr. Noodles glared down at John in a friendly manner but after a couple seconds he grew impatient and he turned and walked away. His coat flying in the wind.
John was told to follow Mr. Noodles into the hospital and listen to everything he said. John was only 10 when he entered the hospital and he stared at everyone bigger and older that passed. He did not like his new home one bit. Mr. Noodles opened a door and John ran inside and it seemed he had made it to safety. He didn't notice Mr. Orange sitting in the chair across the room and when he heard his booming voice he almost hit his head on the desk he was hiding behind. He slowly moved his head up to look at the old man sitting across from him.
Mr. Noodles Started talking to Mr. Orange right away. He had said that John was their new friend and that he had a speech disorder, or in other words he was a mute. Mr. Orange looked at Johns eyes and calmly told him that they would help him. John did not necessarily want to be helped he liked being able to journey through his mind in silence he just wanted to be safe in his room right now. The old man held out his hand but John just stared. Eventually the old man pulled back and Mr.Noodles took john to his room.
John ran in and shut the door behind him when he arrived. He was unhappy when he realized how thin the walls were and he could hear everything going on outside. There was a single window in the back of the room and it was barred shut. There was a small mattress on the ground with a thin blanket and pillow laying on top of it. John was tired and he sat down on the small bed. He looked up trying to understand what was going on but like always he was trapped inside his head and with all the noise going on he couldn't think. He closed the pillow around his ears and slowly drifted into sleep.
A bang on the door awoke John and he knew it was time for breakfast. He got off of the bed and went over to the corner of the room by the window where his calender sat. He marked down 2191 under the day. It had been 6 years in this hospital for John and he was still as silent as ever. He was not living in this hospital every single day seemed as though it was a twisted dream. He had sat through everything not saying a word and not paying attention. John was uncooperative and he knew his time at this hospital would end soon.
A call in the distance broke the silence and John stood up, but he couldn't get himself to leave the room. His mom stood at the end of the hallway staring straight at him. The stare that he was all to familiar with could break down any man and when he was around his parents he felt the need to look at the ground below him. He hated the fact that they thought that they were better than him and that he was some sort of alien. Like anything else he knew he couldn't do anything about it but imagine that it didn't exist in his perfect world that lived in his mind. His dad now joined his mom and they called out once again knowing they would not get an answer. His dad, who didn't want john to leave, stepped forward and grabbed John by the arms dragging him through the house and again John did not say a word.
There was a straight black car sitting out in front of the house awaiting its new prisoner. John had been dragged to the door and the driver grabbed him by the collar and "helped" John into the backseat. John watched as his house fade into the distance along with his family and when they were not but a dot in the distance he sat back. John liked it in this car even though he knew where it was taking him. There was a glass plate blocking him from the driver and like his room he was free to join the perfect world inside his head. The car drove through the night and eventually John had fallen asleep.
It was around 4:00 in the morning and the car slowly cam to a stop in front of some sort of hospital. John was thrown out and the driver went up to a man in a white coat standing near the entrance. The man in the white coat was Mr. Noodles and as john had did what he had always done when meeting knew people. He stared at his feet and didn't say a word. Mr. Noodles glared down at John in a friendly manner but after a couple seconds he grew impatient and he turned and walked away. His coat flying in the wind.
John was told to follow Mr. Noodles into the hospital and listen to everything he said. John was only 10 when he entered the hospital and he stared at everyone bigger and older that passed. He did not like his new home one bit. Mr. Noodles opened a door and John ran inside and it seemed he had made it to safety. He didn't notice Mr. Orange sitting in the chair across the room and when he heard his booming voice he almost hit his head on the desk he was hiding behind. He slowly moved his head up to look at the old man sitting across from him.
Mr. Noodles Started talking to Mr. Orange right away. He had said that John was their new friend and that he had a speech disorder, or in other words he was a mute. Mr. Orange looked at Johns eyes and calmly told him that they would help him. John did not necessarily want to be helped he liked being able to journey through his mind in silence he just wanted to be safe in his room right now. The old man held out his hand but John just stared. Eventually the old man pulled back and Mr.Noodles took john to his room.
John ran in and shut the door behind him when he arrived. He was unhappy when he realized how thin the walls were and he could hear everything going on outside. There was a single window in the back of the room and it was barred shut. There was a small mattress on the ground with a thin blanket and pillow laying on top of it. John was tired and he sat down on the small bed. He looked up trying to understand what was going on but like always he was trapped inside his head and with all the noise going on he couldn't think. He closed the pillow around his ears and slowly drifted into sleep.
A bang on the door awoke John and he knew it was time for breakfast. He got off of the bed and went over to the corner of the room by the window where his calender sat. He marked down 2191 under the day. It had been 6 years in this hospital for John and he was still as silent as ever. He was not living in this hospital every single day seemed as though it was a twisted dream. He had sat through everything not saying a word and not paying attention. John was uncooperative and he knew his time at this hospital would end soon.
He walked to the door and when he opened it he was surprised to see Mr. Noodles at the door. He was grabbed by the neck and he realized he was sick of being pushed around. He broke free and when Mr. Noodles turned around he punched as hard as he could. He felt the impact of his fist and then a sharp pain in his neck. He fell over to the floor and Mr. Orange was standing over him with a needle.
He woke up in a completely white room. He saw three people sitting on the other side of a window. They were surrounded by machines and as John tried to get up he realized he was strapped down. Mr. Orange's voice boomed through an intercom. He had said "John you have been uncooperative in our attempts to fix you in the last 6 years and it is now time to get you to listen the hard way." A lever was pulled and a shock was sent to Johns head. He cringed at the feeling but didn't say anything. The shocks would continue until John said something or until he passed. Each shock grew stronger and stronger until it reached the lethal amount. Mr. Orange gave a warning to John but when no answer came he pulled the last lever. A single tear fell down Johns cheek and as he fell limp there were no sounds. It was completely silent as the workers went to get his body. Nothing moved or made a noise almost as if it was giving John the final moments of silence that he had lived with and learned to love.
Johns death went unnoticed as did many other and he was soon dropped in the forever growing line to the crematorium. John was son forgotten and put into a smooth handmade can that had almost no deformities. Like John that can was simple on the outside but on the inside it contained something extremely incredible that would never be seen or heard.
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