One Tree Hill

forms. Whether it is media from television, social networks, or even a billboard on the side of the road, media has a huge impact on the world. In both articles, “Remote Control” by Sarah Marshall and “Sexual Representations in Gossip Girl and One Tree Hill” by Meghan Peirce, they argue the influences and effects media has on audiences. In the article, “Sexual Representation”, Peirce is more direct in than Marshall. In “Remote Control”, the argument of the media has an impact on the audience,…

respond with “Of course” We hop in the now warm car and begin our drive into the hills. We get to our destination and slowly hop out of the car trying not to make a sound, grab our rifles and begin to walk. Walking…

never been on a real trail to ride them that was not in our backyard. We had been wanting to go on a real trail for a while now, but we never had the chance to because other stuff like baseball and schoolwork got in the way. We were on our way to one now, and I had some mixed feelings about the trail because I couldn't wait to get back on my bike, but I was also a little nervous about the upcoming journey. To be honest I was a little more nervous than I was excited about going on the trail.…

advantage of the hills beside the wetlands and reclaimed a lot of area in order to develop more flat land for the city. This had a negative impact on the environment because the landscape was dramatically…

The memorial drawn is one that is dedicated to myself and myself alone as it does not have any family or heritage ties related to it. It is a a memorial that is designed in accordance to Stonehenge, but it has been tweaked slightly and a few things added to it such as an ascending stairway. I chose to use Stonehenge as the base design due to the beauty I find from the actual Stonehenge structure and the amazing nature of its formation. I find it extradoinary that people were able to move and…

Everytime someone mentions mountains, I cannot help but to think about the trek up my first mountain. The first mountain I climbed, was Mount Fuji in Japan. Also known as Fujisan, this mountain stands at just over twelve-thousand feet. As the morning of the climb approached, my family and I got up early to go to the bus station. The bus ride was an hour long, past lush green farms,terraced rice paddies, down back country roads, before we arrived at the SUicide Forest. The Suicide Forest is…

emerald with a few drops of dew after a rainy day, with rolling hills that go on farther than the eye can see and an infinite clear baby blue sky above it all, there was a little red barn. It was old and rustic, completely different from the other cheery and bright cottages in the tiny town of Wicksdale. It’s paint peeled off the walls a little bit more every day. It creaked and groaned with the gusting winds that accompanied the hill it sat on. Nobody ever approached the Johnson barn. Everyone…

interactionism describes the way people equate themselves and their actions by comparing it to others as it impacted their lives. As Mtv reality show, The Hills, portrays symbolic interactionism by allowing their viewers to accept that their real-life problems are ok as they’re seeing others doing it on the show. For example, Mtv reality show, The Hills features a 20-year-old, Lauren Conrad a college student attending the Academy of Arts in the University of San Francisco, California as she and…

Microclimate is the difference in climate that occurs on a very small scale. Microclimate can be created because of altitude, aspect, vegetation, color of the ground, and boulders and burrows. Aspect is created in the presence of topographic features like hills, mountains, and valleys. In the Northern Hemisphere, the north-facing slopes are cooler because they receive less sun than the south-facing slopes. Since they receive less sun, they are also moister due to decreased evaporation rates.…

It does not, in fact, catch me, instead I am falling. A branch knocks me back onto the ravine wall. I slide down, getting covered in mud and dead leaves, hitting rocks and stumps, tumbling down into the dark. My arm gets snags on something. A fallen tree. A gnarled branch. It screeches me to a halt. When my mind catches up to my halted body. I move my arm close to my face and look at it. Beads of blood emerge like seeds sprouting in spring. They grow and burst, flowering down my arm. I follow…