Friday, February 18, 2011

Creative Non-fiction

Hello All,

Post a short work (one to two paragraphs) of literary non-fiction. This could be a brief memoir, profile, or meditation, but you should use at least one literary device (metaphor, simile, or so on), experiment with form, and court ambiguity.

Good luck, and have fun!

35 comments:

  1. Done with classes for the day, I walk out of the building as stress and frustration fall off my shoulders. I grab my music device and put the tiny earphones in my ears as I get lost in the music. I am removed from reality, and seek excitement and attention in my imagination. I walk without thinking, my surroundings have vanished like sand in the wind. I am now across campus, in the Student Recreation Center. The student behind the counter greets me, its become a routine. I can consider him a friend, yet still I don't know his name. I get changed into my work-out gear, go into the weight stations and begin releasing more stress. With every pump of iron, I discharge a pound of anxiety, problems, and strain. I religiously do this for an hour. After, I change again and walk out as a new person free of the stresses of life until the weekend is over and I do it all over again.

    -Edgar Moreno

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  2. As I sat in my room, that lonely Saturday night, I realized that everything I had wished for was slipping from my grasp. There had been no wrong doing or no deceiving. I laid there staring blankly into the ceiling, which seemed to be as endless as the sea, thinking about how I was going to overcome this event which, at the time, broke my heart into two. Turning on my music I drowned myself into the sounds of the music which momentarily relieved the pain and sorrow. Hours later I awake and find myself tucked into bed. No music or lights on. But instead I find a message from a dear friend telling me that no matter what is going on, everything will be alright. With a smile on my face and warmth in my heart, I rested my eyes, knowing that the next day would be bright. I grew stringer as a person and learned that getting hurt not only brings sadness, but it also brings the strength to get back up and be stronger than ever.

    -Sharena Gonder

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  3. Looks nice outside, the day full of sunshine what a wonderful day it is today. As is walk out the door ready for some fun with my daughters beside me what a wonderful day. As we go to the park they play while I run feels good not to think about the reality of things in my life, what goes on my daily life the stress and everything else that makes me blue. I think positive as I see my girls have fun at the park riding their bikes. I think enjoy the weekend for it goes by quick soon comes monday and fall back into a routine. But for now ill enjoy my weekend which is when i spend time with those close to my heart. How bright are their smiles that light up my day.

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  4. Leo woke up at 2:45 pm and had to be at Dennys at 3 o'clock, it was a ten minute drive to Dennys. Leo would never make it. He got ready in 3 minutes, grabbed his keys and jumped in his Toyota camry. As soon as he put his seat belt on, he floored it, sig sagging through traffic on highway 99, almost hitting a blue pick up as he sped to Dennys. Leo had road rage screaming at every car that was in his way, always with the windows up, was too much of a coward to ever do it otherwise.
    Leo arrived at Dennys at 2:58 pm, gave him time to tide his unlaced laces, and button his shirt. Leo looked a mess, face had marks on it, from falling asleep on some of his little sister's toys. Leo didn't care though, his sister was his life. Leo then walks in breathing heavily, scurrying to type in his employee clock in numbers. First try he type the wrong numbers, and message appeared and read "employee has Been terminated." Leo though to himself, "I guess they know what i did." Leo then attempted to type in his numbers again and they worked. Leo scurried into his kitchen to find it a mess, pancake batter all over counters and floors, Leo Wasn't shocked though, more mad. He was use to find the kitchen trashed coming in after Fred. As Leo pulled the set of tickets hanging off the printer, his manager Stacie yells, "Fred go home, Leo clean up this mess, and hurry up and do your dots!" Leo mumbled in between his teeth, "freaking bitch, I just clocked On, tickets hanging and gotta clean this kid's mess, how can it get any worse?" Stacie then said, " did you hear me kid?" Leo replied," yes gorgeous!" in ten minutes leo cooked the 4 tickets he had, and perceived to clean fred's mess. By 345 leo had his kitchen spotless. Two minutes later he gets a party a 35. Leo sAys to himself " I guess my day was able to get worse." the party of 35 was sat and 20 minutes later, Leo receives the order that party, the ticket was as long as him. Just his luck though, the whole order were salads, all he had to is drop 45 pieces of chicken. As he dropped the last piece of chicken Leo laughed innocently at Alana the server for that party; she had to make 45 salads, with no manager in sight to help her, they were both outback smoking. With in 15 minutes Leo had all chicken breasts cooked and chopped but Alana was barely on her 35th salad.

    Leo being the nice guy that he is started placing the moist perfectly cooked chicken over each salad for Alana. With in 5 minutes, all the salads were ready to be taken out. Alana then began taking the salads out, by time she handed the last salad out, it was 4:58 pm. The 5 o'clock server was Kaitlin. Leo had a crush on Kaitlin but she didn't give him the time of day, which sadden him thinking there was something wrong with him. As soon as she clocked on Leo went to greet Kaitlin with a smile, "well hello beautiful, my day has horrible but it's all good now that your here." Kaitlin replied with a Grin, " oh hey leo." Leo though to himself, ". She's Just playing hard to get." he was determined to take Kaitlin on a romantic candle lit dinner. And then to a movie drive in, so he could have her in his backseat. So Leo then asked Kaitlin, "got any plans after work k?" Kaitlin replied, "probably go over to my boyfriend's and watch a movie." how about you leo, Kaitlin asked as she poured the hot coffee. Leo replied sadden and shocked, "not much, probably just drink a few beers and get more tats, the usual." Kaitlin replied as she walked away to deliver the coffee," oh that's cool" leo walked back into his kitchen relieved because Kaitlin had not given him the time of day not because something was wrong with him but because she was taken. Seconds later Stacey yelled,"Leo get in my office." Leo thought to himself. " I guess she knows." Stacey says to Leo, "I'm hungry, make me something to eat."

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  5. continued
    Leo was relieved, thinking himself that nobody knew and he had gotten away with it. Leo made Stacey a soufflé, he was a master of his craft. He then took it to Stacey, she said thanks kid, now get ready to go on break. Leo then walked on over to a computer to clocked out for break, thinking he was untouchable, planning the next time he would repeat his evil deed.
    Leo COntreras

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  6. We head east on Hwy 178, on our way to Kernville. None of us has ever been to Whiskey Flat Days in the small mountain community. We think our daughter will enjoy the parade. As we head into the Kern River Canyon, I look around. The area is green from the night’s rain. Evidence of last December’s landslides show clearly on the canyon walls and the road is pitted and scarred from the many rocks that fell. I allow my mind to drift. I look out at the river snaking beside the road. I think about the creative non-fiction blog my instructor has requested. I wonder if there is anything in this day I can use for that assignment. My husband decides to start commenting on various subjects. I don’t want to hurt his feelings so I try to join in. But I like being like being lost in my own world. It is why I choose to drive alone most of the time. He breaks my daydreams again to ask what is wrong. I think if he asks me again I will push him into the river. I don’t say this out loud. I simple smile and say “nothing”.

    We arrive in town and begin searching for a place to park. It looks as though the small community has tripled its population, at least for the weekend. We pull in behind a blue Toyota and get out of the car. The wind’s cold breath surprises us. My daughter is already complaining she is cold. We cross the street and start towards the heart of the festivities. The sound of a shotgun rings out, they are re-enacting an old west shootout in the streets. As we point out all the various entertainments, all my child sees are the dogs. A Chihuahua dressed as an Indian, a group of mixed breeds with bandanas around their necks are led through the streets by a Queensland Heeler with a Sheriff’s badge, and my little one points to them all. She shows little interest in anything else but it doesn’t really matter. I am just happy to spend the day with her. I look at my daughter and know my time with her is limited. Although she is almost seven, I remember her birth like it was last year. As I reflect on these feelings, I now see the irony of the dogs…

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  7. We arrive at church waiting for my friend to arrive. My dad listenning to his stereo. My sister and I are looking out the windows debating on whether we should have came or not. Then like a flash he appears he stares at me as he passes on his skateboard; I stare back. He is dark and mysterious which is why he catches my attention. Then like the quickness in which he came he dissapears. I wonder if I will ever see him again. Then its time to go into church. My sister and I wait for my friend and when we finally see her we go inside. She walks in and gives us a hug and we talk. Just then he is back into my sight. So mysterious as he walks right up to us. My friend introduces us and calls him her brother. He takes my hand and I take his. I say hello and smile; I'm in shock I feel as though my heart is about to beat right out of my chest. My stomach feels as though I had swallowed a plate of butterflies and those butterflies were now trying to escape. He says hello back. Then again in a flash he dissapears. I don't know exactly what happened that day, but I do know that thanks to that day I am now totally and completely in love.

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  8. It was so unexpected. It wasn't like I was searching for this feeling. I didn't believe in Love. Love had turned its back along time ago, and left me all alone, but then Love crept up on me when I least expected it, when I wasn't even looking. Love grabbed be and hold me tight and said to me it would never leave me alone again. It said it would keep me warm and protect me like a chicken protects it's baby chicks. I believed Love and gave Love another opportunity to show me the world from a different point of view. Love betrayed me again. It hurt me like never before. It felt like someone ripped my heart out and changed my life completely. Love lied and lied to me, but Love had already blinded me with it's magic cloth, and I kept believing. Love invaded my heart and took control of me. Love turned me into a person I didn't even recognize anymore. One day I will grow strong and rip that magic cloth from my eyes and fly free away from Love. (Maria Zuniga)

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  9. Renelle Gisyer:

    Having them made me strong. Having them helped me through hard times that seem would last forever, and would never be resolved. They are the breath to my everyday life; they are everything to me. They are my backbone to when I need advice, or just someone to listen to me ramble on about anything. Whenever my days are good, they make them even better, and whenever my days are bad, they turn them into days I will never forget, They know me inside and out; they can tell when i'm upset or when there is something that is bothering me. I love them with all my heart, and they tell me everyday that they will forever and always love me more. They're my life, and I am theirs. They're my joy, and I'm their bliss. My family is everything I was, am, and will be.

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  10. I sometimes wonder if it is better to be overwhelmed or underwhelmed...
    This quarter is a headache. Everyday I feel like I am taking some pain killers for my head, back, or just to help me sleep and rest peacefully. I drive to one place to another and I never have a moment's rest. I wonder if the kids at the daycare can seen my tiredness like they can point out a pimple on my face. Is it noticeable to see the new lines on my face that I gain each busy day. I try to hide my pessimistic attitude from others, especially around the kids. They make me smile mostly everyday. I think back to times where there was nothing to do, and I had a lot of free time. I pray for a balanced life but I guess for now being overwhelmed is what I want most.
    -Joni Lagerstrom

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  11. I remember that nineteenth of August like it was just yesterday. I remember the first time I saw her.I remember the first time I held her. After more than nine months of anxiously waiting her arrival, she was here. Laying in my arms screaming at the top of her lungs. She was the most precious person I had ever been able to hold. And I was proud to say she was mine.
    I remember just laying in my room looking at her while she slept soundlessly like a little feather.
    I knew since the day I found out about her arrival that my life was going to change but actually having her there I finally realized nothing was going to be the same. She was a gift of life. My most precious gift of all. Something I will never regret.

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  12. Throwing a jab, then a cross, jumping, breathing heavily. Backing up, lunging forward, shooting a double leg takedown and slamming down on top of a 200 pound man, taking half guard and dropping an elbow to the side of his face. He shrimps out of half guard, gets up, pumps a jab that lands straight at my nose, I can hear a pop in my nose, and I feel the warm red liquid leak out of the faucet in the middle of my face. I back up, he throws a haymaker and I duck an come up with a crisp left hook, and then I throw a right kick kick to his head that launches him to another planet, he comes back down from space and lands flat on his back on the ground, and he lays there staring at the ceiling, not knowing where he is, eyes looking like a mirror, plain, only a reflection can be seen. The referee lifts my hand and the announcer says, "WINNER BY KNOCKOUT"...and then I woke up, I looked at the cast on my leg, and thought to myself, soon.

    -Bryan Lainez

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  13. Yesterday I realized that I didn’t need big outrageous things in my life to make me happy. I have been with my boyfriend for four years and five months. Some people believe that time being with one person for a long time is impossible, but in reality it is not. It is the people who make it that way and I have chosen otherwise. Sitting in my jeep with him made me realize that I didn’t need anything else, all I need is him and everything else will be fine. Yes it feels hard when we argue or disagree but in the end we have each other and that is all that matters. He is my high school sweet heart and that is something I never wish to take back because he makes me happy every single day that we are together.

    -V.Zamago

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  14. It is a regular Sunday at In N Out Store 209, a little slower than usual Sundays due to snow on the I-5. Every associate was busy going about battling their daily tasks. My battle for the day was to take on the savages that walked through the door demanding I provide them food to tame their hunger. I enjoy this task the majority of the time; however, it can be difficult. For example, when a customer walks in carrying an international barrier/wall with them and just crashes it down in front of me. When this happens there is a chance that their order will be wrong and as a punishment I will get my arm of leg amputated, but that’s beside the point. All the animals were in the crowded dining area when one animal happened to bump into another accidently, thus commencing a battle for survival among the two. Since one of them was caught off guard, the battle was easily won. However, the rest of the species of animals came to the aid of the wounded individual and worked together to track down the animal that committed the assault. The animal police tracked down the animal and took him into custody. What a crazy day at In N Out Store 209.

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  15. Practice is over. And as I am sitting on the couch I begin to reflect back on the day. First, I have been thinking about this notion of identifying yourself. I feel that the best time for this is when you are tired and worn out. Being that I am thoroughly exhausted I feel as if I have been stripped to my innersole. Not by anyone or anything, but myself. In the most honest way one could ever identify themselves is through the eyes of exhaustion. When your mind begins to wear and/or your body begins to give, you rely on your natural and intrinsic human instincts. The instinct can be a direct indicator of ones morals and values. Regardless of this thought, I feel the day went well. I feel that one of the worst things to do is waste a day. If you give yourself purposes to fulfill on a daily basis, you can be rewarded with an incomparable feeling of self-gratitude. This reward is a gift.

    G.Paswall

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  16. The streets are cold, dark and alone. The drive is quiet and lonely. The parking lot is a ghost town. It's 6:00am and I wonder if I'll ever make it out of that hospital with my sanity... For the next twelve hours I will be locked up in the loneliest ward of the hospital. Some say it's haunted, others are in denial, I say the more the merrier. It's become a routine, every weekend I devote 24 hours of my time to the maternity ward. The miracle of life re-runs about 3 times a day, yet somehow never loses its meaning. It's a place where the children never get old and every day its someone new. The maternity ward is as quiet as a library, every sneeze, cough, and pencil drop can be heard through the long hall way of rooms. Every night in room 137 you can hear a heart monitor begin beeping. Room 137 is alone, and it is confirmed that no one has turned on a monitor. It's been reported that heavy metal restroom doors will begin closing and shutting on their own. The sound of a woman in labor can be heard screaming through the walls, yet no one is in labor. After speaking to my co-workers about what I have experienced as well as what they've experienced, we've come to accept the theory that perhaps it's a ghost. The ward's previous director suffered an untimely death in 1990 at the age of 40 after a battle with cancer. We've come to think that perhaps she never left the hospital and what we hear is the previous director working in her unit. After hearing wonderful stories about her I'm consoled that she is the one accompanying us. I joke with my friend from ER and tell him that the only downside of working at a hospital is the ghosts, but after a while you learn to tune them out. My sanity is restored and I laugh off the chills.

    -Elizabeth Fernandez

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  17. A Saturday night and it’s the night of “Love Freak.” As we, my friends, get ready to go in, we walk into a room with beaming lights that caused us to squint. The bass is thumping, a roaring monster that can’t be and wont be controlled. People dressed in colorful colors and the feeling of adrenaline pumps through my veins as the music gets louder. There are more people who start to come in and fill the room. Smoke fills the air as the strobe light blinds everyone. Hour after hour we all dance till we can’t go no more. Crazy people fill the dance floor and some people sticking their heads into the powerful mega watt amps. Others climb on top of the huge amps to take a look at the entire crowd. Photographers take picture after picture to post on their blogs. The night seemed like it never end, but it did. After a crazy night/morning, a warm shower and my bed was all I needed to recuperate.

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  18. Sitting in my Biology class the day before my test, i realized that we had no study guide. I didn't know what we need to know, or how to study. I soon realized that i was going to have to remember stuff from high school and give it my best. The next day comes, the room was like a prison cell. Everyone felt hopeless, and stuck with failing. After taking the test, i realized there was no way i was getting a good grade on the test. Everything i had studied seem to not be on there, and i was stressed out all week. Finally the tests come back, my palms were sweating. One by one people are failing and i didn't even want to open my test, but i did. When i opened it i realized that i had passed and i got a very good grade. Thank god for high school.

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  19. Alfredo Moreno...
    As I follow my friend while we driving up to Gorman, Ca after a stressful week of midterms at school. I am listening to my music in my truck zoning out while I drive getting lost in the music releasing some stress with the music. As we get to the mountain we pay the receptionist at the window she then walks to the bikes making sure they have spark arrestors. She gives us the clear we head into the parking lot me and Rafa are the only ones in this parking lot. As we get off our own vehicles we begin to unload our bikes, while my music is still on I feel some stress fall off of me and I suddenly feel lighter. Then once we are completely unload them I turn my quad on and let it warm up, as the engine gets warm I feel more anxious to get on it. I strap my boots on place my helmet on along with the goggles. Then I sit on my quad and I think to myself for the next 3 hours I’m free.

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  20. Sigh… It’s Friday and I have just completed class for today and now on to the weekend. Driving down Ming thinking about homecoming, remembering I need to find something to wear. Before I know it, it’s Saturday, time to clean the house, get a haircut and iron my clothes for the night. Finally after completing my tasks, I settle down for a nap to prepare for the evening as it’s bound to be a long night. It’s 6:40, reservations for dinner at the T-Bone Steak House at 8:00 with my girlfriend. As I am getting ready, I begin to think what tonight will have in store. Feeling like a million bucks, my girlfriend and I are enjoying dinner at this restaurant which she recommended. Turned out, it was a nice place with a relaxing atmosphere, perfect for the occasion. It’s now 9 o’clock, time for the main event. As we arrive parking was like trying to find a needle in the hay stack. Anxious as to what the night will bring, I am nervous we stand in line waiting to enter. Finally, we enter I noticed the Hollywood sign with the red carpet and decorations to compliment. As the night progressed, I began to notice how liquor takes a toll on peoples well being and that the party scene is not for me. From arguments and wild behavior, to puke and lack of formal dress attire, I realized the young 18 and older crowd doesn’t know how to enjoy a nice evening. To sit back and think that this is what the majority of young people look forward to each and every weekend is disappointing. While I, on the other hand am looking forward to being successful.
    Jevan Lane

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  21. It was a rainy day on a Saturday afternoon. It was quiet except the sound of the wind and the rain. There was nothing to do so we went to Bakersfield. We were on the 99 going to look at cars. I saw the love of my life. A Camaro. The Camaro was like love at first sight. From the first time I saw it I fell in love with it. It was purple with 20 inch wheels. The perfect car for a girl like me. I was about to buy the car when I woke up from my dream.

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  22. Briana Palma
    Same routine every time; going through the motions like the seasons through out a year. Hoping that maybe tonight something different and extraordinary will happen; but knowing in the back of my mind that tonights routine will not be new. How long is it going to take for it to happen? Another month a whole year maybe never. As my day goes by so do my thoughts just rambling in my mind like a nervous student giving a speech. Then I realize that somebody is trying to get my attention, asking me if I think I'm ready to move forward. Surprised by the idea of doing something new and different I decide to just say yes. Nothing else is said and I return to my thoughts losing myself all over again to my wants. Never really being there in reality and hoping that some day my wants will become what I have and I will be content with what I have no longer wanting something new.

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  23. I know exactly when I first fell in love with him. It was a June morning. He came over to where I was working and introduced himself. From the first time I saw him, I could think of nothing else. Whenever I felt sad, I would imagine he was with me. I longed for him every moment of everyday. He felt the same about me. What I do not know, however, is when I first began to hate him. It could have been the first time he called me a bitch. Or maybe it was the second time or the third. It could have been all those times he accused me of cheating. I guess it does not really matter when or for what reason my hatred sprouted. Not anymore, anyway. The only thing I know is that I have to leave. I have to get out. My salvation is on the line. Every time I tell him 'I love you', I add another lie to my list of sins.

    Dakota Warren

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  24. It was so hard to say goodbye. I knew that I had to leave, but I didn't know it was going to be that hard. After living there for almost all my life, 21 years, It was a big decision to leave everything. The last day there, I only wanted to be with him, pretending that our love was not going to end. I felt so lonely, as lonely as an old diary full of memories. I can tell that he loved me more than anyone in this world, and I loved him in the same way. When we said goodbye, I knew it was the end. Sometimes I wonder what would happened if would be still there, maybe we should be still together, maybe not...But now I know that the road that I have traveled is worth. In every experience we learn something about life. And I learned that nothing is forever.

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  25. Typical Saturday morning, I open my window and notice that the sun is out and day looks beautiful. As the sunlight hits my eyes I immediately close them and look down with a smile on my face. I turn back and sit on my bed. I sit there thinking of how that day will go. I ask myself, will there be something out of the ordinary today? I doubt it, every Saturday is the same. Shortly after, I begin to clean my room with music in the background. I get carried away and pay no attention to my surroundings. I then receive a text message and that just makes my day even better. I almost felt as happy as when a child receives a piece of chocolate cake. I felt full of energy that I could have shared it with anyone in need of some. My day continues to great and finally in had plans for the day. Not until it began to rain and I had to change my plans. I had to sit for a while and think of another plan. I was mad and frustrated because everything was going well, until it started raining. Fortunately, my mother saved my life and began giving me ideas. I ended up having a fabulous night and wouldn’t change it for any other.
    -Yareli Lopez

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  26. Its been three days, and i've only had 8 hours of sleep. My soul-mate has offered her couch as a place of retreat for she understands the physical toll ive had to adapt to. So i closed my eyes. 3 hours later i wake up, feeling my stomach grinding, with the need to eat. My appetite can wait. 5 hours later I wake up with my bladder screaming. My bladder can wait. 2 hours later I wake up to the love of my life seducing me. She pulls me by my arm, everything a blur and partially awake, she walks me to her room. She lays me on her soft cold sheets and covers our bodies with a warm over-sized blanket. She begins to kiss my neck. I turn the other way. She can wait. Finally, a few hours later, as the hallway lights revealed itself through the crack of the door, i finally woke up after hours of dreamless sleep. I rose with the need to empty my bladder, fill my stomach and make passionate love with the lady i abandoned earlier that day. I always feel at home at her house, but whenever i fall alseep here, i wake up with a feeling of nervousness. It can be considered taboo in our shared culture. Even if i've used the restroom and rummaged through their fridge, i felt like an outcast that morning. Watching her gracefully asleep as, her neighbors rooster crowed, and her window panels changed from blue to orange, i thought of the feeling of reject she must of felt when i denied her of expressing our love. Ive been in her situation before, and she's hardly ever in mine, as im the one who is usually the initiator of love. As if i was in debt, i let her sleep, brushing her hair. She smiled to reassure me that she still loved me. So there i was on the bed, sitting with a storm in my stomach and needles in my bladder...waiting.

    Ezekiel V. Espanola

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  27. As I finish off my last hour at work I look inside my wallet I have 40 bucks to spend. I go straight to the casnio and I look for a two four game of poker. I slap my forty dollars down to show the dealer im in for the next hand. I put my game face on and have my dark black shades so noone can see my eyes. The cards are dealt my first hand I got pocket cowboys. What a hand to get I play my cowboys slow like a snail traveling slow.
    The board is jack jack king. I began to raise on the blinds now the next card another jack. Looks like the sun is shinning my way good thing im wearing my shades. I raise the pot again and have one caller. Im thinking I got this hand what an idiot. So, the next cards comes a five comes up I check he bets and then I raise; he then re-raise s me I call we show our cards he has a jack four of a kind to my full house, I then get up off the table and laugh that's how the poker world is what a hand.

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  28. 7:00 am and my weekend if offically over. Now that it is over I felt like I've been hit by a bus. Body won't move as if I am a child all over again learning how to use my brain to move my body. Finally, I encourage my self to get up and get going. Time to focus on my present and future. It is always so hard to focus after a long weekend that flew by. I get up and wake the sleep from my eyes. Room as dark as every like I was in a vanpires room. Not a bit of sunshine is through my room so I know today will be cold and rainy saldy. Why oh why can't it be summer already, but not matter that. Now it's get up and go time. Shower, teeth brushed, and hair combed and now getting dressed. No heels or dressy outfit now. Why you ask? Who really gets dressed for a 7:55 am class? No not me maybe for a 1:00 pm class. Get up and fix me and my mother some coffee. Why she is up this early on president's day and she off, I will never know. Now she has her coffee and I have mines. Now it time to hit the push to start car and go to class. Another Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning for me.

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  29. I remember my first time ever touching a basketball. I felt like I was on top of the world. Me and my cousins would play everyday and the days I didn't play it seem like the basketball gym would be screaming my name. After playing with my cousins and acyually getting better and learning more about this lovely game, I decided to learn more and actually play organized ball. I could remember my first AAU tournament and my first time ever dunking. It felt as if i could fly to the moon and touch the stars.But where is the love for the game now? I don't know, I think my nephew stolen it from me.

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  30. I close my eyes and I remember the day of my quinceanera...it was a dream come true! The dress, the cake, the waltz, the church, the ceremony...the baile.lol...Despite the day i felt an emptiness inside...an emptiness i could not comprehend...For a moment i wished i was alone away from the party...away from the world and instead be observing the quince from the perspective of a God...OMG! How could i think such things in my special night...?! Now four years later I ask my sis how she feels on the day of her quince...and she tells me she wishes to be elsewhere observing la quinceanera from the point-of-view of a God....
    carmen medrano

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  31. trying to get homework done and some sleep in is impossible in my house. My niece who is 12 days old and my other niece who is 19 months old both keep me busy and awake. trying to concentrate while Toy Story 3 plays for the 4th time today, and helping my sister with both of her babies, her husband is in the army and is away right now,makes it so hard to sit down in front of my laptop and have some relaxing time. I enjoy every minute of it I have to say.

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  32. I wake up in the morning, my tummy is a rumbling like Santa's bowl full of jelly. I cant do anything except go to the bathroom before I eat breakfast. I check myself in the mirror, and double triple check and say whats up whats up whats up? Then I continue to stumble into the kitchen to begin my favorite meal of the day. Breakfast is what gets me through the day, and without it dont bother asking me to do anything. First challenge of the day is deciding what I will have for breakfast. There are so many foods options to choose from. Usually my breakfast consists of either oatmeal and fruit and milk, or cereal and fruit, and occasionally a protein shake. I pick my meal then check the time very so often, knowing i only have 45 minutes to get ready I still decide to sit down adn slowly eat my breakfast. After talking with my family for a bit while enjoying my breakfast the time has flown and I am now down to 25 minutes of getting ready time. I throw my dishes in the sink like as if their not made out of glass and fly to the bathroom to take a shower. After I continue to mess around with my sister as I get ready I find that I only have 5 minutes to get to class. I grab my stuff and jump into the car throwing it into drive. I speed and swerve and manuever my way around all the slow drivers every morning who drive as if they have no destination. I squeeze past the dead skunk carcass as I turn into the school and whip into a parking space. I jump out of the car into the cold wearing something usually not prepared for winter. I run to class and arive at my class door, then brace myself for all the glares that I will get as I power walk to my usual seat. Pheww I have finally arrived, what a morning.

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  33. comment above is by brandi woolsey

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  34. I wake up, looking around to an unfamiliar room. As I rub my eyes, I remember i'm not at home. Simply staying at a hotel with friends. Awaking from four hours of sleep, i can still taste that snicker bar and starburst I had a few hours before. Missing breakfast, my friend gets us breakfast from a gas station. Chocolate milk and powdered donuts are more than enough. As we get ready to leave to Hollyweird, we back our bags in the van. Almost forgetting the shampoo, we run up the stairs for it and quckly grab it before the janitor goes in there and throws it away. We get to Hollyweird full of hollyweird people and go to the Wax museum. Those waxes were so real!Unfortanetly, it wasn't really them. That day was a day to remember.

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  35. David Maciel GonzalezFebruary 23, 2011 at 10:52 AM

    It's been a rough week. I've been sick for two weeks and I don't think I'm going to get better any time soon. I can't give up now on my teamates after all that hard work in summer we've been through all the way through fall. We've been practicing to hard, and if I give up, my teamates will be dominated by their own minds. It can't get any worse, as I can't breathe through my nostrils and my throat hurts when I speak. Practice was rough Monday through Thursday and it's game day today. Friday night lights, what we work hard for every single day just so Friday's can be fun and smooth. First quarter was intense, as the score was still 0-0. Being a linebacker entitles me to make big tackles. I didn't think twice, as I played with no regrets. It was the last play of the second half, score was 6-7. I exploded on my opponent so hard that my whole mucous shot out of my nostrils like the speed of lightning. It's been a couple of days since I was able to breathe through my nose. I was more happy of my mucous shooting out then stopping my opponent from scoring 1 yard away from the touchdown zone. We battled our hearts out through the second half as well. Thiers 28 seconds left on the scoreboard. We're still down 6-7. We have the ball. They're expecting a long pass. That's what we worked so hard for. Waking up at 5 in the morning every single day so we can practice before the sun beat us down. We decided to go old school. Run it down their throats. Hike. The glourious chills made me realized that all my hard work was for this for ever living moment. Score 13-7.

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