...Maria Ina L. Elnar January 3, 2013 Rel 12- My Christmas Vacation My Christmas break turned out to be better than expected. Well I didn’t really accomplish anything but it was relatively fun compared to my previous Christmases. Every day (except for probably 2 days) I woke up at around 11 AM to 1PM, have lunch, go online, sleep again, go online some more, watch the same movies over again and sleep at around 2 AM to 4AM. I guess I’m just making up for the sleepless nights. I know, still very unproductive and very unhealthy of me but going out isn’t always fun for me. So that’s what I did most of the break. On Christmas Eve, my family went to church for the mass (we always do this because my father is very religious) and then after that we headed back home and feasted on the Noche Buena that my mother didn’t exactly make but worked hard in ordering. We ate and ate and ate. There are only five people in our household plus my parents aren’t exactly the fun type of people so it wasn’t exactly a fun Christmas (as usual) but there was food so that saves everything. Oh and the priest went to our house to have dinner and it was awkward (hehehe). After eating, the second or third round I think, we exchanged gifts! Not really exchanged because my sister and I were the only ones who actually bought gifts since my parents gave us our presents 2 months ago. That was how we always celebrate Christmas. On New Year’s Eve, we went to my cousin’s sister-in-law’s apartment...
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...It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Believe! Believe! [Hook (x4):] Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty I’m in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me [Verse 1: Big Sean] Drop it to the floor Make that ass shake Woah make the ground move, that’s an ass quake Built a house up on that ass, that’s an ass state Roll my weed on it, that’s an ass tray Say Ye, say Ye, don’t we do this err’ day-day? I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay And niggas still hatin’, so much hate I need an AK Now we out in Paris, yeah I’m Perrierin’ White girls politicin’ that’s that Sarah Palin Gettin’ high, Californicatin’ I give her that D, cause that’s where I was born and raised in t’s prime time, my top back, this pimp game hoe I’m red leather, this cocaine, I’m Rick James hoe I’m bill droppin’, Ms. Pacman is pill poppin’ ass hoe I’m poppin’ too, these blue dolphins need two coffins All she want is some heel money All she need is some bill money He take his time, he counts it out I weighs it up, that’s real money Check the neck, check the wrist Them heads turnin’, that’s exorcist My Audemar like Mardi Gras That’s Swiss time and that’s excellence Two door preference Roof gone George Jefferson That white frost on that pound cake So your Duncan Heinz is...
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...The Waste land of T.S.Eliot is considered as a full of imagery poet composed after world war. The poet is divided into five sections but through section 1: the burial of the dead, readers could realize fully about imagery and the role of speakers. In the first section, Eliot conveyed pictures from views of different speakers which are riddled from gothic imagery. This part of The Waste Land can be seen as a modified dramatic monologue. The four speakers in this part are frantic in their need to speak, to find an audience, but they find themselves surrounded by dead people and thwarted by outside circumstances, like wars. Because the parts are so short and the situations so confusing, the effect is not one of an overwhelming impression of a single character; instead, the reader is left with the feeling of being trapped in a crowd, unable to find a familiar face. It is made up of four vignettes, each seemingly from the perspective of different speakers. The first is an autobiographical snippet from the childhood of an aristocratic woman, in which she recalls sledding and claims that she is German, not Russian. The woman mixes a meditation on the seasons with remarks on the barren state of her current existence ("I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter"). The second is a prophetic, apocalyptic invitation to journey into a desert waste where the speaker will show the reader "something different from either / Your shadow at morning striding behind you...
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...Intro I’m a fucking lion, born on MT Zion That means I’m an angel doomed to this earth You can trap my body, but I will free this verse Beat Drop Verse 1 I will rip you apart with my fucking heart I mean my fucking art, call it hip hop, It makes my heart stop and do a flip flop When I hear that verse that gives me chills Like AB soulo when he spitting that real Look our government on some other shit Like exploit the poor and get rich off the shit I got this beat from King Tip, call me Queen Bri Born in the south, disguised in poverty That mean we run our mouth, no more slavery You can trap me physically, but my mind been free I put a knife in your gut just to shut you up Your rhymes are obese, my rhymes are super fit My lines win the race and you just need to quit Im Eating vegetables so my wallet don’t get sick That mean my money green and its really long You can Call me daddy long legs cz I’m 5’9, And look I’m fine without 9n’s Stepped on the scene looking like top model Body slim, shaped like a diet coke bottle That means I’m a size three, like my three eyes see My mind is 360, you can’t fuck with me All these fake emcees spitting they debris Making my nerves itch, call is nervous fleas The knowledge I spit will need a decree And after my thesis you will earn a degree Now your soul has been set free, by Queen Bri And You been educated by one of the greatest And I’m still an underdog, haven’t even made it But I’m on some other shit like...
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...Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html Copyright © 2008 by Alloy Entertainment All rights reserved. Except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the publisher. Poppy Little, Brown and Company Hachette Book Group 237 Park Avenue, New York, NY 10017 For more of your favorite series, go towww.pickapoppy.com First eBook Edition: November 2008 The Poppy name and logo are trademarks of Hachette Book Group, Inc. The characters and events in this book are fi ctitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. ISBN: 978-0-316-04286-4 Contents 1: A WAVERLY OWL TAKES HER TUTORING DUTIES SERIOUSLY—REGARDLESS OF HOW SERIOUSLY HER TUTEE DOES. 2: A WAVERLY OWL KNOWS HOW TO TAKE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM—EVEN WHEN IT HURTS. 3: A WAVERLY OWL ALWAYS ENJOYS A GOOD SURPRISE. 4: A WAVERLY OWL KNOWS HOW TO SHARE. 5: A WAVERLY OWL NEVER ACCEPTS A RIDE FROM A STRANGER. 6: THE WAY TO A WAVERLY BOY'S HEART IS THROUGH HIS… 7: A GOOD WAVERLY OWL IS NEVER ASHAMED OF HER FATHER. 8: A WELL-BRED OWL IS ALWAYS POLITE TO STRANGERS. 9: A WAVERLY OWL HAS FAITH IN HIS ROOMMATE. Page 1 Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html 10: A WAVERLY OWL IS ALWAYS READY FOR THE APPEARANCE...
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