...listening to music right before I fell asleep. I think that since I listened to violent music before I went to bed every night it really disrupted my sleep schedule. I remember one night where I was listening to music on my iPod before I went to bed. I had to get really early in the morning, around 4am to go to the gym with my trainer to work out. I remember listening to heavy metal before I tucked in for the night. Little did I know how much it was going to affect my sleep patterns and myself. I finally went to bed around 11 30pm, the whole night I was tossing and turning in my sleep. When I finally woke up around 4am to work out I felt horrible because I didn’t get enough sleep. Listening to music before I go to bed is a really terrible habit that I have and it’s really hard to break. After a while you get used to it and its almost like second nature to listen to music before you fall asleep at night. It can really disrupt how you wake up in the morning as well. I remember one time where I had to wake up early in the morning to go take a test. Since I had been listening to music the whole night it really threw me off in the morning when I had to wake up early. I took the test and thought I did pretty well on it. I got my results back and I ended up getting about a 65 percent on it. I guess I learned my lesson on that one. Another issue that I have at night before I go to bed is having a lot on my mind...
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...I had never slept in a better bed, I decided. I had never slept so good in my life. I explored the large scary place and the first thing that caught my eye was the weapons arsenal. I found a lot of swords and guns but none of the guns had ammunition. With me not having any cramps today i’m gonna go on a hunt for some different foods and find some other survivors. I might as well bring the dogs with me so i can track some animals a lot easier. As i’m walking through the woods i spot this large, yellow, with black spots eating high up on the leaves. Then i realized that if i brought the dogs any closer that they would bark and scare off the amazing beautiful animal. So i tied them up right there and got close enough to slice it with my...
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...Creating a new start time for school brings a bad vision to our school year. Students would have to get used to waking up at a different high school time. By changing this time schedule, teens would still go to bed when they want to, there would be confusion with afterschool activities, and waking up early anyways prepares us for the real world. Teens always have had a bedtime when we were younger , but we would never would actually go too asleep at that time. So, by doing this students would still go to bed when then they want, and still could end up being tired like now. Like for example , we would wake up at 9:25 , most teens could end up going to bed at 2:00 in the morning and still be drowsy just like normal school times....
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...than Aunt Marge’s house. I mean, I love Aunt Marge and all, but something about her house is creepy. I hope you come to pick me up soon because I don’t feel like this is the best place for me to stay at, especially since she caught me trying to go in the room at the end of the hallway on the left. After you dropped me off, Aunt Marge took me into her house and gave me a peanut butter sandwich. The bread seemed to be homemade because it was a little doughy, and the peanut butter was smooth, but a little bland. The comforting gesture made me feel like the trip wasn’t going to be that bad. After the sandwich, she gave me a tour around the house, which actually looks a lot bigger inside than on the outside. When I first went into the house it...
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...Death of a Salesman Act one Part 1 A flute plays softly as the light rises on a house surrounded by tall, angular buildings. The sparsely decorated kitchen is visible with a dark drape at the back leading into the living room. To the left and up a little is a second story bedroom with only a brass bed and a straight chair. Above the unseen living room is another bedroom with two beds; a stairway at the left curves up to the room from the kitchen. The empty stage between the house and the audience is the back yard, the scene of Willy's imaginings, as well as the city scenes. Whenever the action of the play is in the present, the characters act as if the imaginary walls are real and they enter and exit rooms only through doors. But when the action is in a memory, the characters step through the walls and onto the forestage. Willy Loman, a sixty-year-old traveling salesman, enters his home late at night with two large sample cases. His wife, Linda, hears him coming up the stairs to their bedroom. She seems worried that something has happened, that he has wrecked the car again, or that he's ill, but Willy assures her that he is fine, just tired. Sitting on the bed with her, he explains that he came home because he was having trouble staying on the road while he drove, and he is unsure of what caused his distraction. It could've been the coffee he had at a roadside diner or the way he opened the windshield of the car and the scenery and sunshine just washed over him. Whatever...
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...Johnsy. ‘I draw pictures for stories in magazines.’ ‘I’m from California,’ Johnsy said to Sue. ‘But I want to go to Italy. I want to paint a picture of the Bay of Naples!’ The two girls talked happily for an hour – about art, about clothes, about food. Soon after their first meeting, Sue and Johnsy moved into a studio apartment together. Their rooms were at the top of an old brick house in Greenwich Village. In December, it was very cold in New York. Snow fell and there was ice in the ground. Many people in the city became ill. The illness was called pneumonia. The doctors tried to help the sick people, but many of them died. That month, Johnsy had pneumonia. She was very ill. She lay in her bed and she did not move. A doctor visited her every day. But Johnsy was not getting better. One morning, the doctor spoke quietly to Sue outside Johnsy’s room. ‘I can’t help her,’ the doctor said. ‘She is very sad. She doesn’t want to live. Someone must make her happy again. What is she interested in?’ ‘She’s an artist,’ Sue replied. ‘She wants to paint a picture of the Bay of Naples.’ ‘Painting!’ said the doctor. ‘That won’t help her!’ The doctor left the apartment. Sue went into her own room and she cried quietly for a few minutes. Then she picked up her drawing board and some pencils. She started to sing a happy song and walked into Johnsy’s room. Johnsy lay silently in her bed. Her face was thin and white. She was looking towards the window. ‘Johnsy is asleep,’ Sue thought. She stopped...
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...Rafa in the Dominican Republic. He was the bold one, he used to go outside when his father says nobody should. He likes going out to play with other kids then. He did not have a good relationship with his father due to his father’s absence. This made Yunior more adventurous. He likes trying out new things, meeting new people and dating new girls. This caused him to be unfaithful. When Yunior cheated with Cassandra while Magda was his girlfriend,...
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...A Week Have you ever been really passionate about something you really love, and you never want to stop doing it? Well, a 10 year old girl named Jamie really loved dancing. When she was dancing, she felt amazing. The whole world was perfect, except, for one little problem, she had to stop. For 2.567348 weeks to be exact! Actually only 2 and ½. It all started a couple weeks ago when she was dancing. As the beats and rhythms moved her into a heavenly world, she could not focus on anything-even if she had the worst pain in her life, she wouldn’t know- except what beat was coming up next. The music stopped and she quickly returned to the speaker to change it, but soon after stopped. She went and sat down after realizing that a dull pain was...
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...Listen up by Sierra A. Slinger "This world is so fucked up, son." Crap. He's awake, and that means you're probably in trouble. You close the front door quietly behind you, and move slowly towards the living room, pausing at the door. He's sitting in the armchair, the one that isn't facing you, and you can only see one of his arms hanging over the side. You hesitate because you don't really have enough gut to go any further. You were really late, and you thought for sure that he'd be asleep, because sane people were usually in bed by eleven, and it's 2 a.m. But no, the asshole had to sit around and wait up for you, probably drinking himself to all hell, and, yeah, that's alcohol you can smell in the air, which is great, just great. You guess it's pretty sad, though, because you can see two untouched boxes of pizza on the table, and there's Hitch, your favorite movie of all time, sitting right there on top of them. He probably planned out a whole evening of bonding, and suddenly you feel like the worst son on the entire planet, because you actually kind of are. You are the worst, it's you. Crap. "Shit, sorry, dad, I meant to get home sooner, but Daniel set all his clocks back four hours, because he's an jerk, and he said he wanted to know what it would be like to live in Hawaii, or some place. Okay, I forget what he said exactly, not like it matters, because all that comes out of his mouth most of the time is the most refined brand of diarrhea, which comes...
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...make lots of friends. The first and the most important thing is to believe in yourself. Then the whole world will support you. Reading Here is a true story of a little girl Angela who always said, I can do it. She believed in her dreams. Finally her dreams came true. Let us read how. Angela was an eleven-year-old girl. She was suffering from a nervous disease. Hence, she was unable to walk or move. Doctors said she would spend her whole life in a wheelchair. They said that Angela could never walk. But, Angela did not listen to the doctors. She believed that she would walk someday. Thus, she said, I will definitely walk someday. Angela often imagined walking. She would close her eyes and think of running. She also dreamed of playing skipping and jumping around. She always remained positive. She believed that she would get out of her wheelchair someday. Finally, one day a miracle happened. Angela was lying in her bed and imagining that she was walking in a park. Suddenly, the bed moved. It began to move all...
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...Animal Farm: An Abridged Text 5256 Introduction to Animal Farm ‘Animal Farm’ is a novel. It is a famous story. ‘Animal Farm’ was written by George Orwell in 1945. Mr Orwell went to a farm. He saw a boy walking with a horse. Orwell thought if animals could talk what would they think about human beings? He also thought that humans have all the power and treat animals badly. If animals had power and could talk what would they do? ‘Animal Farm’ is an interesting story. In the novel the animals can talk. ‘Animal Farm’ is a metaphor1 for Russia from 1917 to 1991. During this time, Russia was called the Soviet Union or the USSR. From 1917 to 1991 Communism existed in Russia (the Soviet Union). This means everyone is equal. There are no rich people and there are no poor people. However, there were many problems in the Soviet Union from 1917 to 1991. ‘Animal Farm’ is about these problems. 1 A metaphor is when we use one thing to describe something else. 2 Chapter 1 It is evening. Mr Jones is a farmer. He lives at Manor Farm. Mr Jones is not a nice man. Mr Jones is very cruel to his animals. When he falls asleep all the animals at Manor Farm have a meeting. Major is an old pig. All the animals like him. He is intelligent. Major wants to tell all the animals about a dream he had. All the animals are quiet. They want to listen to Major. He tells the animals that he is old. Major thinks he is going to die soon. Before he dies, Major wants...
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...time and effort. Even the little things like getting up before the sun are critical to how well the hunt is going to go. This childhood experience was one of the most memorable for me because of how much I love to hunt. I was in the sixth grade when I found out that the Ohio hunting regulations had changed. It was a new law allowing hunters who had not yet taken the required course to purchase an apprentice license which let you be accompanied by an officially licensed hunter of proper age. One could imagine the excitement in me. Being a young boy that got to go hunting with my own gun instead of just tagging along was an extremely exciting experience. As the youth gun season approached, I, needing to enhance the quality of my mediocre shot, took my grandmother’s 20-gauge shotgun out almost every day regardless of weather. Hunting season came and went no matter what the weather was like so I had to practice in it. I quickly got my shot down to near perfection. It was time to bag some deer! The morning of the first day of youth season was perfect for hunting. I woke up to the sound of my grandfather’s crackly voice saying, “Come on boy, you can’t lie in bed all day and expect to get the big one!” Five o’clock in the morning was extremely early for a sixth grader. Nevertheless, I willed myself out from under the warm confines of my bed to get myself dressed and go out into the frigid November air. The area where we were heading was not far from our house so the warm drive...
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...Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wallpaper (1899) Charlotte P erkins Gilma n, The Yellow Wallpaper, first published 1899 by Small & Maynard, Boston, MA. It is very seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer. A colonial mansion, a hereditary estate, I would say a haunted house, and reach the height of romantic felicity -- but that would be asking too much of fate! Still I will proudly declare that there is something queer about it. Else, why should it be let so cheaply? And why have stood so long untenanted? John laughs at me, of course, but one expects that in marriage. John is practical in the extreme. He has no patience with faith, an intense horror of superstition, and he scoffs openly at any talk of things not to be felt and seen and put down in figures. John is a physician, and perhaps -- (I would not say it to a living soul, of course, but this is dead paper and a great relief to my mind) -- perhaps that is one reason I do not get well faster. You see he does not believe I am sick! And what can one do? If a physician of high standing, and one's own husband, assures friends and relatives that there is really nothing the matter with one but temporary nervous depression -- a slight hysterical tendency -- what is one to do? My brother is also a physician, and also of high standing, and he says the same thing. So I take phosphates or phosphites -whichever it is, and tonics, and journeys,...
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...against Jason, and throughout the play the true reasons and means for which she exacts her revenge come to the surface. In the beginning of the play the first character that speaks is Medea’s Nurse. In her speech she talks about how she wishes that Medea had not left her homeland to come and live with Jason: I wish the Argo never had set sail, / had never flown to Colchis through the dark / Clashing Rocks… ……………………………………………………………………………………… My mistress then, / Medea, never would have sailed away / to reach the towers of Iolcus’ land… (1-3, 7-9). The Nurse then goes on to saying that Medea has complied with all of Jason’s needs. This shows that Medea is an ideal wife who anyone could wish for. Even though Medea complied with Jason at all times, he still decides to leave her for a King’s daughter. One could say after reading this passage that because of Medea and Jason’s love being so intense from the beginning, it is possible that the intensity of their past love for each other is what has destroyed their marriage. Medea’s love was so great towards Jason that she even convinced people to commit murder In fact the Nurse explains, “She would have never / persuaded Pelias’ daughters to kill their father…” (11-12). The Nurse's...
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...Although he claimed he was always loyal to her in his heart, he did some things that prove the opposite. To be more specific, Odysseus engaged in sexual activity with both Circe, a goddess of magic, and Calypso, who was a nymph. Any man who takes it upon himself to get intimate with any woman other than his wife is unacceptably disloyal, and should not be considered a hero. Odysseus had a choice to either avoid these women, or go to bed with them, and he made the unfaithful decision to go to bed. It is stated in Homer’s “The Odyssey” that even though Odysseus “fought shy of her and her desire, he lay with her each night” (653). Odysseus let his lust get in the way of loyalty. A hero would’ve stayed loyal to his...
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