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One artist that a lot of people know and love to talk about is Eminem. Lots of people either love him or hate him. The music he writes is different from a lot of artist. The sense of hurmor he has some people discribe as sick and obscene. Although that 's not how I see it. I see and relate to what he talks about. He has a message if you listen to his music with an open mind. He tells his story in his music through the hurmor and obscene lyrics. He makes fun of the rough times and the good times…

I lived a very fortunate life. My life was not perfect, but there wasn’t much I had to worry about. Tragedy had never entered before. All of that changed when I was informed of horrifying news one January afternoon. There are two days that I can recall perfectly. The first one was the day my granny had a stroke. The second was the day she passed away. I was in physical therapy with my mom for my back. She got a phone call and I knew the second she answered it something was not right. She…

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Cindy, I first met you in grade 9 French class. I still remember sitting one row behind you. The first interaction we had was probably when we were doing a French activity where we were supposed to meet someone and find out more about them. I was using a pen at the time and somehow managed to spell your name wrong, so I crossed it out, scribbling messily around my paper. As time passed, I was miserably failing my tests, while you were pretty much getting perfect on each one. I…

Patrick hated sleeping. It wasn 't because he couldn 't sleep. It wasn 't because he had nightmares. It wasn 't even because he was wasting time not making music. It was because of his boyfriend, Pete. Ever since Pete and Patrick moved in together, Pete had been taking trips out in the middle of the night. At first Patrick had thought it was because Pete needed to go to the bathroom; so he went back to sleep. However, one night, Patrick decided to stay awake longer when Pete was up. Patrick…

The day had finally come: Valentine 's Day 2016. On this day, I had no plans, no previous engagements, and for the first time in weeks, I had a weekend all to myself. With all this newfound free time on my hands, I decided I would do the unthinkable. I would do something so drastic, so unheard-of in this society, that I might even become a local legend. I decided I would help people for free, in the form of shoveling their driveways free of snow. It had snowed all morning on the Sunday of…

What is the purpose of education and how students can be reformed by it from our society? Students are consistently asked what they want to do with their lives pressured to fit in and decide in this short amount of time. The real question isn’t “why” or “what” you want to do here in college but is it important to yourself. I’ve seen countless examples of peers explaining how they only go to college to make their parents proud or they don’t have a passion for their major but instead just making…

Some of the happiest moments of your mother and I lives were when we brought each one of you home from the hospital. That great feeling and joy can never be measured or really explained, you must experience it for yourself. And maybe that will occur one day for each of you. But, before that day occurs, you must be well prepared mentally, emotionally and financially fit. This led me to this transparent communication to each one of you. I write this letter because speaking directly has become…

Oblivion isn’t what scares me; it’s not the loss of my own life in which I fear it’s the loss of the lives around me. Even more than that I fear people dying before I get to tell them how much I love them. Death has always been a very emotional and personal experience for me. As a curious soul with stubborn ways death has always been hard for me to grasp and accept. I have such an overwhelming amount of compassion that it’s hard for me to cope with death. I’ve always been sensitive to death…

Breathless It’s the beginning of fall here in the Big Apple, a time of year that brings out both senses of calm and crazy. The apartment I share with my boyfriend is dark and cool, the only light is from the moon as it seeps its feathery blue rays through the curtains. My body is cocooned in the warm covers all alone as I try and keep myself warm without the usual body heat my boyfriend provides. I toss and turn before finally settling on a position and letting sleep envelope me. I don’t know…

JAYVEE B.DANCALAN BSE-4A2 Beyond Silence “My Silence is just another word for my pain”. If you’ve never been in this kind of life, I’m so sure you’ll never understand what I am feeling right now. So, if you’re just about to judge me and the way I am, I’m telling you earlier, drop this story and do not read the next statements. And to those who wears this kind of shoe, for those who’ve been through this life and for those who’s fascinated…