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Tuesday, January 25, 2011. I predict that throughout the rest of the play killing people will become easier for Macbeth. His conscience will leave him and he will no longer feel guilty. Things will get carried away and in the end Macbeth with die. Thursday, January 20, 2011. 2 The Cold Side of a Pillow.
Thursday, January 20, 2011. Your goal is to create a minimum of 300 words in one hour on one of the following topics. You may use a dictionary or thesaurus. You must do your best with the time you have! Hand in what you have finished after exactly one hour. Write with the highest level of diction and creativity that you can! 2 Take the first line of a nursery rhyme to start your story. No way, Drake! Santa is so real! That night, I wrote a letter to Santa.
Thursday, January 20, 2011. The first thing that is definetly awesome is the first night sleeping in brand new clean sheets. When you slide into your bed and you need to get up early the next day but you have brand new sheets, all soft and smelling absolutely fantastic. That is the first thing that is truely awesome. Wednesday, January 5, 2011. Wednesday, December 1, 2010. Tuesday, November 9, 2010.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012. Do you believe it is important to be passionate about your job? Think about adults you know well, and how they feel about their jobs. Friday, January 6, 2012.
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Thursday, January 20, 2011. As Neil Pasricha said in his oral speech, it is important to enjoy the simple pleasures in life. You only have 100 years to live or less, and there are so many things in the world to enjoy in so little time. So make the best of it and use your time wisely. Wednesday, January 5, 2011. Wednesday, December 15, 2010. Wednesday, December 8, 2010.
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Wednesday, June 13, 2012. I was livid. Boiling hot blood pumped through my veins as I watched my step mom snip my prom dress into miniscule pieces and all because I failed to remember to pick up some eggs for tonights dinner. How could my father marry such a vile woman? What could they be running from? I continued cautiously further and further into the forest when my peripheral vision caught a quick glimpse of a dark figure the size of a car. I was being hunted. Wednesday, May 16, 2012. It scared me so.CONTENT
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Thursday, June 14, 2012. However, when they serve no purpose they get rotten and mushy. Left for dead in a compost bin. I am in a compost bin. Monday, May 21, 2012. The Human and the Cell. Humans want to hear juicy gossip because it makes life more thrilling to know the he said, she said nonsense. Cells are good and bad, if humans used them properly this blog post would never have to be written. Monday, May 7, 2012.
Saturday, January 22, 2011. 2 Going to a place, and finding yourself in awe. Seeing the world is with new eyes feels AWESOME. Thursday, January 20, 2011. Your goal is to create a minimum of 300 words in one hour on one of the following topics. You may use a dictionary or thesaurus.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012. Their hair glistened as though. He reaches his hand toward his wallet for his identity. So intent is he upon the future that he dangerously ignores the present. It has been a reckless, haphazard path. The gate is double locked. Have slowly sunk into the ground. Promise of a Saturday liquid sunshine. Memories of narrow lanes adrift with. And quickly a certain untidiness creeps in.