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RE: Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?

He slowly walked toward the screen door. She was scared but for some reason she didn’t think he would open it. He didn’t. He just stood against the doorway staring at her, observing her body language. With her palms sweaty, and heart racing, she slowly backed up to one of the cabinets behind her and pressed her back against it then bent her knees and slid her body down until her butt reached the cold linoleum floor.

“Come on, what’s the worst that can happen? I’ll take good care of ya.”

Connie was stumped. No ideas of how to handle it. She just sat there and continuously refused.

He started to come inside, slowly opening the door. Connie knew that creaky noise of that door. She was familiar with it. But she was not familiar with him, nor did she want to be. She sprung up and started to back up, planning on sprinting for the phone.

One…..Two….Three!

She runs up the stairs, Arnold Friend close behind. With her legs heavy and the room spinning, he catches up and covers her mouth with his rough hands, hands that Connie wished would never touch her. As she squirms and cries he whispered in her ear.

“Together at last. Don’t worry, we’ll have fun, I promise.”

Coachella (2)

We sit in the car with the air conditioning blasting, staring out the window at the people sluggishly walking around with their bottled water and minimal clothing. As my dad pulls up to the drop off area we dread taking that first step out of the car into the blazing sun, but we all know that if we don’t we will not be able to actually go into the Coachella music festival. As I crawl out of the car I can immediately feel my body heat go up. Within my first few steps I start to sweat, only to look around and discover that I am no different from everyone around me. As three of my friends and I start walking down the long dusty pathway towards the entrance, we spot an oldish man wearing a worn out straw cowboy hat, torn khakis, and a dirty white t-shit. Next to him stood a rusted bike with a somewhat mimic of a carriage attached to the back. This was our alternative of walking a twenty-minute mile down to the entrance. Seeing as the hand-made wooden carriage was made for about three small people, we knew that we, being four large people, were in for a ride. We ask him how much is and he says five dollars a person, so we pile on the back and begin our ride. As we smoosh in the back and watch the suffering people scoot along, praying to God that the torture will be over soon, we realize how good of an idea this was. When we reach the front, we pay him, each contributing to the very generous tip, and walk through security into the festival. Here at last. Our first performance on our list was Uffie at 12:30 so we start heading over there. We push our way to the front of the crowd and start jumping up and down against the perspiring bodies around us to the techno music from the DJ before Uffie. As my friend Anna and I dance, we hear the DJ fade and the short, blonde haired singer come on stage sporting all-white NIKES and a turquoise jump suit with a pattern on it. With camera lights flashing everywhere you turn, she jumps into the crowd right in front of me. As hands reach forward with desperation to touch her, I do the same and manage to grab her hand as she stands there in the crowd with me. I can already tell that today will be a good one.

RE: Two Kinds

Throughout the story “Two Kinds” by Amy Tan we see how the pressure of parents can make a child act. Growing up in the world we live in today it is common for parents to push their kids to a point where they can’t function anymore. Luckily my parents have never forced me to do something that I don’t enjoy. Instead they let me explore my options until I found something I did love to do. As a child I played soccer, did gymnastics, ballet, karate, ice skating, softball, and basketball. I got a taste of all of these until I found something I loved to do, basketball. Once I got into this I saw the girls around me and observed their parents and their expectations. “What was she thinking?” “This was definitely her worst game of the season.” “Do you realize that this is what is getting you into college?” I would hear them say things like this to their child. What if I don’t want to go to college for this? What if I want to be a photographer? Or a teacher? Or a writer? Why can’t their parents accept them for who they are and what they love to do? It is always constant put downs. Constant reminders of not fulfilling expectations. Constant disappointment.

RE: Girl

On Saturdays before you go out do all of your homework before you go out, that way you can spend all of Sunday studying; only sleep out one night a week, otherwise you will lose sleep and get sick; sit up straight, it makes you look at least five pounds thinner; do not toss the ball inside with your father, you will break the chandelier; study hard for all those exams, you better get an A if you know what’s good for your health; you don’t really need dessert, its unhealthy, we have sugar free, fifteen calorie popsicles at home anyways; on Monday come home straight after school to study for your history test on Friday, unless you’re going to workout; you want to go to camp, again?, aren’t you a little old; if it’s less than a mile away don’t ask for a ride, it makes you look lazy, and in my day I walked two miles to and from school everyday; your cousins are coming to town again to stay with us, give them your room, its polite; be nice to everyone, I don’t care if they are annoying, they are probably just going through a rough time; don’t contradict me, and especially don’t talk to me that way in front of company, the way people perceive you is most important in life.

RE: Say Yes

 “Say Yes” by Tobias Wolff illustrates many themes, one main one being love knows no color. The husband expresses his frustration of interracial marriages making his wife angry. The story attempts to answer the question, can two people really “know” each other despite their race. The husband believes that “it is a bad idea” because they come from two very different cultures. We see at the beginning of the story that he really does love his wife by doing chores such as the dishes to be a “considerate husband” and when he rushes to get the alcohol and cotton swabs when she cuts her finger. Although the husband loves his wife, he fails to realize that she is only nagging him on the subject and getting angry because she wants to hear a more preferable response that he would marry her regardless of what color she is. You can tell that the husband finally becomes conscious of her desire for him to love her no matter her race when he accepts the proposal and makes and effort to make it up in the end.

Random

It’s 2:40 pm on a Friday afternoon. You start mentally going through your schedule on Monday thinking about your work for each class. English, that essay that you have been working on for two weeks I due. History, damn, 20 key terms and study questions. Math, study for the test. Spanish, the three pages in the workbook. Science, finish the lab that is due. “Ok” you think to yourself, “Now what sports do you have?” Saturday you have that game in La Jolla, it’s not really important and it’s not even a league game, but your going to go because according to your mom basketball needs to get you into college because your straight A grades aren’t enough. The bell rings and you rush home to finish up that essay that ends up taking all night because you decided it wasn’t perfect enough. The next day you wake up at 8 am after a late night expected to play well at your game at 1 o’clock. You don’t get home until 5 o’clock because of the traffic home from the game and the distance it is. Shower, eat dinner, already 6:30. Now you start your Spanish homework and you decide that instead of going to your best friends movie night you stay home to start studying for your Spanish test next Thursday. Can’t get another A-. Your parents would kill you. You sleep in until 10:30 on Sunday. Waking up in a panic you quickly grab breakfast and immediately start the rest of your homework. The twenty key terms take a good hour and a half because you decide to right all that extra information that your teacher told you wasn’t going to be on the test but Dad told you there might be an extra credit question on it. By then it’s lunchtime. You eat lunch until 1:30. Your mom just told you she scheduled a piano lesson for 2:30 today to get that extra practice before the recital and then you are going to the gym with her. By the time you get home from the gym and shower it is five thirty and you still have to finish your lab and study for your math test. Your friend calls you in a crisis. “Sorry, my parents just told me to get off the phone until I finish my homework.” You finish your homework and it is 10 o’clock. “Maybe I’ll call her back now… Oh, it’s 10… Maybe she online… Oh ya, I deleted my screen name so I could focus more… Ooo, I have a text from her… Oh, it says she’s mad for not being there for her when she needed it and for ditching her last night…” People go through their high school years not realizing that although school is important, it isn’t bad to have a social life. They just don’t stop and smell the roses…

Othello 2

What are things that make a relationship work?  What kinds of things can destroy a relationship?

 

One of the most important factors of a good relationship is trust. You need to be able to trust one another for the relationship to work. You have to be able to let him see you with no make-up on, or in your pajamas. If you feel uncomfortable around each other every time you see each other than it is probably not a good relationship. You also have to be honest with each other and feel like you can say what is on your mind with out the other person judging you. Otherwise you will never feel comfortable. Something that can destroy a relationship is not having enough time for each other. Although you might like some one a lot, you might have too much schoolwork and other activities going on. Being in a relationship can be very time consuming and if you do not set aside enough time to talk to one another then the relationship will eventually fall apart. Communication is very important to a good relationship but there will also be times where people will need their space and that has to be respected as well. 

Pride and Prejudice

When someone tells you that you have disappointed them, what feelings are stirred up in you?  How do you redeem yourself once you have disappointed someone?

 

 

“I’m very disappointed in you, Melissa.” The sentence I dread the most.

Disappointment: (n.) the feeling of sadness or displeasure caused by the nonfulfillment of one’s hopes or expectations. It is something that is stronger than just upset or frustrated. It lets you know that you did not meet the expectations someone had of you. It makes you feel like you did not meet your full potential. You know you could have done that thing better or thought it through longer. You know that you could have made the situation better, but you chose not to, not because you knew you couldn’t, because you did not put in that extra effort that you know you could have. When someone is disappointed in me a feeling overcomes me that is not present at any other time. I have let the other person down, whether it was my teacher, parent, or friend. When this happens I try to redeem myself by doing that thing twice as better or by trying harder to fulfill my full potential. It not only compensates for my past actions, it makes me feel better as a person.

Othello 1

What kinds of (non physical) characteristics or traits make someone attractive (to you)? Although physical attraction has some importance of a good relationship, there are many other factors that make some one attractive. For example, if some one has the same kind of sense of humor as me or is just a funny guy in general it creates an attraction towards him. An other non-physical thing that is attractive is their personality. You don’t want to be around someone who won’t stand up for them selves at the right time or someone who does not have their own opinion. You want some one who is confident (but not too cocky) and some one that will not just go along with what everyone else is saying. I have to find someone very trustworthy as well. If I am able to talk to him openly I consider it a very strong personality trait. Along with these, I would consider a guy who is very respectful of people around him and a guy who does not judge quickly. If some one is very judgmental or does not accept some one for who they are it is not something I find very attractive.

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