Coat of arms

shoulder’s drop – the professor isn’t there yet. But the TAs are. They sweep through the aisles with strange plastic cylinders in their hands. I step foot in the chilled, sterile room and cover my shoulders with a stark white coat, glass tickling against each other in students’ arms, and the clean yet cloying scent of acetone invading my nose. I can see what’s in the containers from here. Fruit Flies. Dozens…

She can't even think about her life now, doesn't really want to there's not really anything to think about. Her parents abandoned her, she was found on the doorstep some old abandoned building, she was thrown into the shitty low social class foster system, she ran away and lived on the streets for three years until she was kidnapped by Doll's House and raised to be Micheal's best, most expensive virgin. That's it that's her life and it's pitiful. She closes her eyes, turning to face the back…

The English Sovereign created under Henry would portray the Tudor Rose on the reverse side along with the English Coat of Arms. The front of the coin would be adorned with Henry’s full body seated on a throne. Having the rulers full body printed on the coin along with his new branded symbol was not common during this time. Normally the rulers face would be placed on the…

Courtney managed to say as her whole body was paralyzed, “I don’t remember where everything is.” “I’m taking that bubble bath,” Beverly stated, she grabbed her suitcase and directed towards the wooden staircase. Billie took her coat off and tossed the keys to Courtney, she picked up her suitcase following Beverly upstairs. She stopped at the first step to say, “Don’t wreck my car, okay?” she laughed but then noticed Courtney’s face losing pigment. “What’s wrong? You seem kind…

She squirmed in his arms to be let down, and Michael obliged- albeit with a grin. “Welcome,” he chirped cheerfully, “Next time let me get the high stuff, shorty.” Ana scowled, flushing a deep red. “It’s not my fault you’re so friggin tall, you giraffe,” Ana grumbled darkly…

passed away. I knew then our lives would change. He was the glue that keeps us together. That was another part of me that would be balled up inside. I went to my auntie for advice on how to deal with such disbelief my auntie was there again with open arms. “Sometimes things happen that we don’t have an answer for.” I then felt everything would be ok. As I got older I faced some bad times, my aunt was there to pick up the broken pieces once again. My aunt always told me to be the best I can be…

When Kids Ruled the West Nia Scott Marty: A Wild West Neverland, is a Western Film set in a world inhabited only be kids. Marty and Dee must face One-Eyed Johnny and the Krimson Kids in a fight against tyranny in the West. The film was directed and produced by Vu Hoang. It was nominated for Best Short Film Comedy in the 2016 Los Angeles New Filmmakers, and won multiple awards at The Wild Bunch Film Festival of 2016. Marty and his friend Dee are out playing with their wooden horses and…

military, that knew the land well, and the many political leaders that emerged to help stabilize the idea of America as an independent nation. The diplomatic reason why the United States was victorious in the long drawn- out battle between the red-coats and the whigs was mainly the alliances between countries such as France and Spain. Before the Revolutionary War France had land west of the colonies and the French and Native Americans fought. The British took sides with the…

have two drinks. In most situations, wine goes with meals. Don’t expect your glass to be filled to the brim, but only three-fourths full. If you’re a guest, always bring something, such as flowers or a bottle of wine. When you eat, don’t place your arms in your lap, but above the dining table. Don’t expect a meal to end soon as dinner in restaurants or homes can last for hours. Rushing out after you eat is an insult to a hostess. Just as French people sip their wine, they eat, slowing and…

1. Introduction to Tragedy in Manon “Why did he love her? Curious fool, be still! Is human love the fruit of human will?” Such a cry starts the novel Manon Lescaut. Kenneth Macmillan’s ballet Manon (1974) holds this same tragic element as its raison d’être (Haby); regardless of intention something always goes wrong. Set in the avaricious French Regency, the story of the eponymous courtesan and penniless Des Grieux details his faithful love despite her fascination with material riches. As opposed…