When he ever has a question, he comes to me, not the teacher. He does this because he trusts me to explain the problem in a way that he can understand. This situation allowed me to express how being intellectual is a part of being a green and a big part of me. I agree with the characteristic of being a perfectionist…
Funk-Ay down to the socks. Big Gigantic is an instrumental livetronica, hip-hop and jazz musical group based out of Boulder, Colorado. Comprised of saxophonist/producer Dominic Lalli and drummer Jeremy Salken. Big Gigantic and I share a concern for and devotion to our community.…
I wish they had taught me be quiet more I wish they taught you to listen I wish that one day you’ll learn to lie enough to make it look like your past glistens I wish you would talk about it I wish there was more that you said I wish that you would pick up the phone Just so I could hear your voice again I wish I knew who was in the wrong I wish the answer was clear I wish it was either you or me but it is me…
Cast: Phil: Tall, black hair, pale in complexion. Piercing blue eyes and a matching tie over his plain white t-shirt. Has lived in America all of his life and feels like he knows what is best for the country, even though he is only 24.…
Monologue I always love talking with young Malcolm, he is such a nice young man, I always want to listen to my students but sometimes Malcolm goes on and on about all these different inquiries, sometimes I wish he would just shut up!. As I am minding my own business just cutting the rose bush Malcolm is going on about how he thinks the new kid Sebastian is hiding something. I do think he is overthinking and worrying to much about Sebastian, I just wish he could just leave me alone and go care for something else so I can get back to my rose bush. I have things to do and places to be, I have to go wash the windows by the library at noon and then help prep tomorrows lunches, the last thing I need is Malcolm accusing Sebastian on some crazy assumption he is going to hold me up!.…
So now I’m sitting here, dead gorillas around me and midgets swarming my location to kill me, the last alive in my group to my knowledge. Now I know what you’re thinking, “Carl what in the world are you going on about?” Well it’s a long, long story. So take a seat, grab some snacks, and tune in for Operation “Yeet Yeet.” Debrief:Carl fuggin Yeet, Op:“Yeet Yeet” This is just filler text too.…
"I don't know Fal's, he's had a screw loose ever since he became a vamp. My best guess is that some people handle immortality better than others and he was damn wrecked when he heard you were dead. " I was trying to make it not seem so bad what he'd done but it freaked me out and I'd seen a lot of screwed up shit so yeah, it fucking bad.…
Another chair flew across the room while you laugh with glee at Soldier 76's rage. "Let me see you! I can feel that your here moving my things, frying my electronics. I can hear your laughter. Your empty words of sympathy to comfort me.. Show yourself or leave!"…
I’ve been ending the lives of poor, innocent souls ever since I have gained motor skills. No, seriously, watch all my old baby videos that Mom took. My first victim was a fly who was getting a little too close, then, all of a sudden, baby me ended the poor bastard’s life. My second victim was our pet cat, Chucho. I remember playing with the little furball, and then one swift move and Chucho was no longer alive.…
“We’re going to have to go through the back, because if a nigga sees you, they’re going to attack you.” I was quiet, my hands were beginning to sweat, and I think I was in need of the bathroom to shit. Once we got to the strip club, my eyes went wild seeing the lights flicker crazy through the floor. Weed and alcohol slaps my nose as they enter my nose making me cringe.…
Ooo yay, they’re coming to see me, I’m so excited my tail might fly off, it’s been ten minutes since I last got a pat. Why are they closing the door? Why are they waving and saying bye? Noooo! They’re going out!…
The Outsiders P.O.V. I was so worried and frustrated with Ponyboy not coming home on time. I had the porch light on and hopefully waiting Ponyboy will come back. I was the only one awake Sodapop was stretched out on the sofa sound asleep. But I was just on the arm chair under the lamp reading the newspaper. I heard the door open softly and I looked up from my newspaper and I saw Ponyboy.…
I Bailey Jaggers was at the hospital with my dad, who had been shot, when I met Ponyboy, Sodapop, and Darry Curtis. They were greasers just like me, and they happened to live right up the street from my house. They were there to see two of their friends, Johnny Cade and Dallas Winston, who had been injured in a fire. My dad is doing really bad and I don’t know how to deal with stuff like this. “I have a son of my own,” I tell the brothers, “ his name is Roman and my wife’s name is Kiana.”…
The monologue that I wrote and performed was inspired by two different poems both possessing the theme of anxiety. The first poem was by Patrick Roche The Perfect Panic Attack and the second Social Anxiety Disorder by Sabrina Leira. In the first poem Patrick goes through instructions on how to have the perfect panic attack and recounts different features that would be included when someone does have a panic attack. ‘Find a trigger.…
Then I ask them about their educational history and their dislike of math stems from bad experiences. They either had a terrible teacher or believe that math serves no purpose…