...enough to spend my entire day in the overly crowded, broiling Target Center. Sounds pretty romantic, right? However, the State High Kick Tournament took place on this lovely day. From sunrise until sunset I was dancing my heart out with my teammates and it was finally time to get what we deserved. After dancing finals, six teams lined up and filled the Target Center floor, each team saw how much pride every dancer had when their hard work paid off, and the SSDT got to experience the best feeling in the entire world. It was time. Our team lined up in alphabetical order while we were waiting outside the shoot for our team name to be called. We had come out in first place in the preliminary competition, but...
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...tattoo parlor eager to have my tattoo completed. "Is that you Jessica?" Chuck yelled from behind the purple velvet curtains. I grinned and spun around. "The one and only! you ready to finish my tattoo sweetcheeks?" my gaze slide over to the boys. The football players, they lazed around on the sofa's all laughing and slapping the number one, most wanted guy in shcool. Andrew. But now they stared at me, shock evident on their faces. Jade and Harper looked shocked as well, jaws slightly aslack. The one man that held my attention was Kyle, his grey eyes glared into mine filled with something sinfully dark I found myself gulping, his lips curled into a cruel smile and he scoffed before looking away. "Gimme ten minutes sweetheart. I'll be out soon just buy some food. Its on me!" Yes. I was starving. "You are darling Chuck! I'd marry you if I could!" I yelled back already hopping towards the phone on the counter. I called my favourite Kebab House and ordered a donner kebab. "You want anything Chuck?" I was well aware of the boys staring at me, there eyes trailing over my low cut, off shoulder crop jumper to my camel skort and then to my lace stockings down to my heeled sandals. My tattoes peaked out of the hem of my skirt, and I pulled off my gloves revealing the trbial marks tattoed on my hands. "Get me whatever your getting!" he yelled, I could hear to low hum from the tattoo stick and my body shivered in anticipation. I couldn't wait for my tattoes to be complete. "Hello...
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...feel amazement. A smoothing Chinese foot massage is one of the alternative methods which can be treated as a physical treatment to make people feel relaxation and decrease their body pain. Traditional Chinese foot massage consists of a foot bath followed by an intense massage on different pressure points in the feet, ankles and legs. Chinese foot massage has been practiced for centuries and it is popular in China. Both ancient Chinese books and modern medical texts mention the effect of foot massage which has been extensively used in treatment for medical symptoms, for example, arthritis, back, neck, and shoulder pain. It is also recommended by physiotherapists in China. Even the feeling of a traditional Chinese foot massage may differ, it basically begins with soaking the feet in hot water adding tea and herbs. During the feet soaking, the therapist massages a person’s shoulders, back and neck for 10 to 15 minutes. After that, the feet are removed from the water and the person is transferred to a comfortable chair where the therapist is ready to work. The therapist uses cream or lotion on the foot and then rubs, pushes and massages pressure points on the bottom, top, and sides of the foot. The foot massage is often painful, particularly for first timers because it is believed that each part of the foot is connected to a part of the body. If pain is felt in a particular part of the foot, it is believed the corresponding part of the body has a problem. So far, foot massage is welcomed...
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...six week tour of the Volga region of Russia, which also consisted of a three week cruise of the Volga River. After the cruise, the ship docked in Moscow and then the students were to board a train to go to St. Petersburg. While on the cruise, my bunk mate was the professor. Because this was in June, White Nights was in effect and as a result, it was quite difficult to get to sleep. Every night, the professor would talk about his walk-man and how lucky he was to have one to go to sleep with at night. We had a great relationship, so I would tell him that he might wake up dead and his walk-man stolen because he made fun of me not having one! I also was his teaching assistant, so we would often joke with each other about death threats. So this threat was nothing to be alarmed with. Finally, after three weeks of dealing with the professor, I was looking forward to not having to bunk with him in St. Petersburg. When the ship docked in Moscow, the captain informed us that we needed to return by 8:00 pm so that we would not miss the train going to Petersburg. On a side note, I had lived in Moscow for two years, so I left the rest of the students and made my way around town to see some friends. I returned to the ship at 8:00, loaded my luggage onto a bus and waited for the rest of the students. At 8:30, the captain of the ship was furious because the professor and the rest of the group had not returned to the ship to go to the train station. Since I was the only one there,...
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...My first never – gettable love It was 2002. And I had just shifted to a new school. It was hard getting through the entrance as it was an ARMY SCHOOL and it one of the many average students with high hopes and get nothing. It was the first time I knew what girls really are. But that wasn’t so. I was just an dumbass who knew how to take advantage of an extra bulky figure. It was a time when girls used to pull down their socks to flaunt their legs and guys were into all sorts of fights, love and all crap. It was a very hot sunny day in Jammu and I saw a girl with skirt ending above the knee and smooth legs. Ohh.. I love those a lot. I was into watching porn and had started imagining her having sex with me. I had just fallen in love …. That is what all my friends said when they saw a hot girl. Her name was Shikha, daughter of an army personnel. She was great to talk to. But I was into something dangerous. That was the first time I went to a café to search how to propose a girl. YouTube had all such things. I was so dumb that couldn’t even tell her how I felt. Days, Weeks, Months and Years passed by and then came the time I heard that she was leaving the school because her dad was transferred to some other place. I was in eighth and didn’t had guts to even say her BYE. Because I never had a conversation with a girl before. Forget conversation not even a HI. She left and then started my downfall...
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...darkened eyes and jet-black hair of my reflection. The sweeping coat, worn leather boots and thick woolen scarf that encircles my neck rests haggard about my slouching frame. I reach up and try to rub away a smudge of dirt from my cheek. It doesn’t budge; instead the pitiful image stares back at me unchanged through the train’s darkened glass. Alone in the compartment I sit and stare through the limp reflection. Counting down the minuets, the tunnels, the passing lampposts that fly past. Each one brings the moment closer when I will have to leave the sanctuary of the train and step out into the frozen world. Soon the train has stopped and the carriage door...
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...of my seat every two minutes, the meals made my stomach cry, and the seats felt like nails puncturing my back! Also, every single time I wanted to go to the bathroom, there would be an enormous line going all the way into the first class section! Thirdly, the passenger that was in front of me would always push his/her seat back so far, that I would have to put my legs on top of my chair. Lastly, the time where I’m supposed to be relaxed and sleep wasn’t there on the plane. I had this murderous feeling whenever I tried to put my head back in my neck pillow because of how hard the cushioning was. Secondly, trying to get into a satisfying position in that step stool you call a chair was hopeless. In conclusion, there was an immense number of turbulence, the food was vile, the line...
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...Do not be afraid. Do not be scared. I'm coming for you, to accompany you all night Shall we have a perfect toast? With a bread made out of your flesh And let's drink my blood together, okay? Have you prepared the blades? Oh, I love slitting one's wrist Shall we begin with your right hand? And cut off your veins, down to your sebaceous glands? I wanna penetrate you with my saliva Licking your naked neck Holding your two mountains Insert three digits to your whole And then you moaned loudly You moaned in pleasure, asking for more I thrust, faster than ever I take out my blade which is hidden in the hem of my briefs And placed it at the back of your neck "What's that? O-ohh. So cold. Deeper!" How lucky am I to have someone like you! My...
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...In past classes, I have been made a request to play out a similar schedule, and each time I have felt very casual and agreeable. Through an examination of my encounters, it will be apparent that this experience has opened my eyes to genuine unwinding and reflection. Beginning down at my toes and working up through to my neck, I can feel that my body is shockingly exceptionally tense. As I lay and tune into the sound I see that unwinding my toes is very troublesome for me. My toes are twisted and I can feel that they are holding a considerable measure of stress. When I at last start to unwind my toes, I can feel a distinction in the sole of my foot; this disclosure was stunning to me since I never understood that in spite of the fact that these parts of my foot are...
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...qd Cytomel 25mg BID Neurotin 300mg TID Plavix 75mg qd Voltaren 75mg BID Nexium 40mg qd Naproxen 500mg BID Xanax 0.25mg BID Botox 2000 U given in different areas in the neck Current treatments: Treatment for hypothyroidism, hyperlipidemia, GERD, osteoarthritis, anxiety and cervical dystonia Allergies: Allergic to Morphine Sulfate - vomiting History of Present Illness (if applicable): Left knee pain which is causing difficulty with ambulation & Cervical dystonia aka spasmodic torticollis causing head tilting, neck pain, and neck muscle spasms Location – Left knee and neck Character or quality – Left knee pain is described as sharp, grinding sensation with ambulation, reported considerable swelling prior to starting Voltaren medication. Neck has sensation of spasms and involuntary head tilting or movements Severity-Yes, debilitating Aggravating or relieving factors: Ambulation causes increase in pain and discomfort. The discomfort is relieved by staying off the leg, elevating also helps. “As for the cervical dystonia, I feel like my life will never be the same again.” Associated factors: Interfers with my daily activities and hobbies. Patient’s perception: Debilitating, very frustrating due to “I like to stay busy and this impedes my ability to get things done”. Patient reports that...
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...Salome Transformation. Dear Diary; My latest guise stared back at me, as I gazed into the mirror, eyes questioning. The same question that shoots up from my subconscious like an obnoxious neon sign, illuminating the darkest crevasses of my (in)sanity. It's always the same. Why? Why do I do this? And I always have the same answer; it's not even an answer, just a shrug and a 'mind your own business'. The response is shot back at my reflection as I begin to admire my work. Red locks curl around my now hazel eyes. Red. Yes, a very fitting colour I think. I wondered if I should add anything else, freckles maybe... Redheads normally have freckles don't they? I decided against it. I had them last time. Then again, last time I was a bronzed beach blonde goddess from Florida. And in a matter of hours, I had transformed to a red haired beauty from the breathtakingly magical country that is Scotland. I tried to remember if and where I told him I was from. Knowing me I probably mumbled something nonsensical; the first city to come to my mind when I speak of Scotland. Glasgow. Yes I told him I was from Glasgow. Oh well, it didn't matter anyway, I'm sure that idiot couldn’t care less where I was from. As if on cue, my phone snaps me out of my thoughts and I see my latest's conquest's number flicker on my screen. What was his name? Peter? Simon? Andrew? John? My thumb hovers over the answer button for a second, the presses down, aggressively, and I answer harshly, almost impatient...
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...Student Susan Kaculis Neuromuscular Therapy 19 September 2015 Case Study I. The Client My client is my big sister, ______. She is a wife and also a mother of two girls; her youngest was born rather recently, on July 4th. She is currently on maternity leave, but when she is working she does so for a company that recruits special needs educators, spending most of her time at her desk. She rowed crew for four years at The Ohio State University, is a marathon runner, a triathlete, a yogi, and a lifter. She has had only one surgery: an ACL repair on her right knee back in 2008, but has had no trouble with it since. She also has a very slight case of scoliosis, almost unnoticeable until palpated. She sees a chiropractor, a massage therapist, and her little sister–me–for treatment when her busy schedule allows. ________ had no pain complaints before we began her assessment, putting her at a 0 on the pain scale. As a new mother, she is breastfeeding, which means that she has a substantial amount of relaxin in her system that will take another several months to work out. This relaxin makes my already super flexible sister–again she’s a yogi–a walking rubber band, so I didn’t push her range of motion assessments any further than what we would otherwise deem as “normal.” Her goals were to decrease tension, break up and release trigger points, and become more aware of her structural and muscular imbalances. II. The Observations A) Standing: _________ had even weight...
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...outside of my room. On many occasions I had looked outside my bedroom window door, but observed nothing nor nobody. Anyway, it was far too dark to see anything out there as there was no lights on. Walking back towards my bed I continued to hear more screams. A few minutes later when I was lying down I heard something or someone moving around downstairs then someone staggered up the stairs to what I thought was my parents room. The sound that followed sounded like my mother’s desperate scream. I could hear growling and tearing of something. The screaming stopped and more sounds of stumbling feet continue out of my bedroom door....
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...But soon my fingers fail’d me, my face droop’d and I resign’d myself, To sit by the wounded and soothe them, or silently watch the dead;) Years hence of these scenes, of these furious passions, these chances, Of unsurpass’d heroes, (was one side so brave? the other was equally brave;) Now be witness again, paint the mightiest armies of earth, Of those armies so rapid so wondrous what saw you to tell us? What stays with you latest and deepest? of curious panics, Of hard-fought engagements or sieges tremendous what deepest remains? 2 O maidens and young men I love and that love me, What you ask of my days those the strangest and sudden your talking recalls, Soldier alert I arrive after a long march cover’d with sweat and dust, In the nick of time I come, plunge in the fight, loudly shout in the rush of successful charge, Enter the captur’d works—yet lo, like a swift running river they fade, Pass and are gone they fade—I dwell not on soldiers’ perils or soldiers’ joys, (Both I remember well—many of the hardships, few the joys, yet I was content.) But in silence, in dreams’ projections, While the world of gain and appearance and mirth goes on, So soon what is over forgotten, and waves wash the imprints off the sand, With hinged knees returning I enter the doors, (while for you up there, Whoever you are, follow without noise and be of strong heart.) Bearing the bandages, water and sponge, Straight and swift to my wounded...
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...stress an individual may experience, which are acute stress, episodic acute stress, and chronic stress. My seven-day stress journal relates to the acute stress symptoms. Acute stress symptoms include the following listed, but not limited to: emotional distress, muscular problems, headaches, stomach, gut and bowel problems, sweaty palms, dizziness, and high blood pressure. The stress journal assignment was to be completed consecutively in a seven-day period. I carefully recorded any stressors or hassles experienced throughout the day. I observed physical, cognitive, and emotional responses to the stressors and briefly wrote about my coping mechanisms. I also recorded the time of the first stressor and how long the stress responses continued after the stressors ended. My stress journal is an insight on how inadequately I deal with stressors. Throughout...
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