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Friday, February 26, 2010

Favorite Cartoon

Who is your favorite cartoon character?

My favorite cartoon characters are Catdog, Stewie, Courage, and Pinky and the Brain.
I like these characters because they all have an intelligent side and a stupid side to them. They all kind of remind me of what I would do in situatons they have gotten into. Stewie is the evil genius who always wants to do something bad. Courage has a side to him that wants to do the right thing but doesn't know how. Pinky and the Brain always have some evil genius project they are working on. Catdog reminds me of the annoyance of always having to deal with someone or something that is attached to you (and I don't mean that literally). All of these characters have characteristics the same as me. That's probably why I enjoy watching these shows so much. Each of us has our own cartoon character in us.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

My Fairytale

Last night I was being attacked by aliens. They said to me if I wanted to live I would have to join their hybrid army. I struggled to get an answer and finally agreed to let them inject me with a deadly toxin. At once I started to feel the side effects. My arms turned into giant licorice sticks. My legs turned into two tree stumps. My head turned into a giant pumpkin. All of a sudden everything started to swirl and I ended up in a gumdrop patch. I was on the game board of Candyland. The peppermint man started to pelt me with peppermint patties. As I ran up each colored block there were candy creatures everywhere. Two unicorns popped out of nowhere and said "come to candy mountain with us." I agreed and ran up to candy mountain. When I got there Willy Wonka told me I would have to give him a golden ticket in order to receive a heart transplant. It was my only option to live from all the candy I had eaten. He said the gingerbread man would me my operation. When I was on the operating table they gave me taffy gas which made me fall asleep. When I woke up I was all sticky. The gingerbread man and Willy Wonka were trying to tell me that I had been given an appleseed heart. They said the only way I could live is if I went to Johnny Appleseed in the Forbidden Forest. When I got there Swiper the fox had stolen my shoes and when I looked down I had roots for toes. Johnny Appleseed was busy planting trees. As I approached him he told me I had to climb up the giant bean stalk and visit the giant there. When I went to the beanstalk I started to climb up but fell suddenly. I was too weak to move so I layed there. A few weeks later Someone came along the path the beanstalk used to be. In place of the beanstalk was a giant beautiful apple tree.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Revolution Of Happiness

  Time has stopped and pathed a frozen path upon which I stand. The endless path has no meaningful point of direction. Over yonder I see a strip of yellow ribbon. Could it be the bleeding sun of which I have yearned? Is it the menacing ice playing tricks with my eyes once more? Please save me from this insanity which I cannot bear no longer! As I slowly walk on, step by step, the ice begins to melt through my raw, naked feet. The frigid ice path that I walk is becoming engulfed in an unconventional warmth: So am I. The frozen path which time has stopped, is coming alive and becoming one with the person who despised him most. The yellow ribbons have turned into an array of orange and red hues. As the bleeding sun begins to melt away the frozen path, and make everything new... I too am being remade and very well coming alive once more.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Literary Terms Flashcards

Literary Terms Flashcards flashcards from APRIL_MAY_JUNE99 on FlashcardDB.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Dream House

Describe your dream house?

If I were able to create my dream houses I would build one in a countryside and another in a crowded city. If I were tired of living in the city I could visit my countryside house. My city home would contain a round, king-size bed, and a television with cable. My kitchen would have all of my favorite foods. No one is going to be allowed in my studio room. It would be my sanctuary... my place to escape. My countryside home would have a fireplace, and a television as well. It would be a place where I could go to have alone time with myself. So if I were able to create my dream houses these are some of the many desirable things it would contain.