While I do still fear heights, I strangely yearn to venture the stars.
And while I can dream about it, the moon seems like a nice start.
Its not at all like Jupiter, it's far from hazardous in the astronomical
field actually. It's gravity also isn't far from ours so of course it seems
great. Only spooky thing about it would be that since there is ice on
the moon, does that mean there's life also?
simple blog page for creative writing class might as well have fun with it lol
Monday, December 13, 2010
Currency?
There are literally hundreds of ways of making money I'm sure,
however I don't know more than a job or fund-raising. There
are actually numerous companies that cater to your fund-raising
needs such as World's Finest which are most known for their
fifty cent chocolate bars sold for a dollar each. The job market,
so I've been told, isn't as simple as it used to be, and the jobs
are more scarce. Getting a job is hard work but rewarding if
enough effort is made.
however I don't know more than a job or fund-raising. There
are actually numerous companies that cater to your fund-raising
needs such as World's Finest which are most known for their
fifty cent chocolate bars sold for a dollar each. The job market,
so I've been told, isn't as simple as it used to be, and the jobs
are more scarce. Getting a job is hard work but rewarding if
enough effort is made.
Little Dragon
Scales so smooth, breath of flames,
Eyes of jade, it has no name.
Only that of little dragon makes it known to legend,
Bare, bejeweled, poison dagger is the deadliest weapon.
Steel forged in magma heat,
Cooled in fountain of youth,
Basilisk hide born is its sheath.
But be it tale, or be it sooth,
It shall stay imbued forever in time,
For, so it is said, in Earth it split lines.
Eyes of jade, it has no name.
Only that of little dragon makes it known to legend,
Bare, bejeweled, poison dagger is the deadliest weapon.
Steel forged in magma heat,
Cooled in fountain of youth,
Basilisk hide born is its sheath.
But be it tale, or be it sooth,
It shall stay imbued forever in time,
For, so it is said, in Earth it split lines.
Fall or Winter?
Hmmm... I can't choose between both fall and winter. I
mean the fall isn't as cold as the winter and can be more
sunny but it's sort of the gloomy, overcast weather that I
like about the two seasons. Both are mellow seasons
compared to that of the previous one, summer. Summer
is usually all party or trying to stay cool, so it's a nice
transition. There's also the fact that, since it's cold out, the
winter season is known as cuddling season. That's what
pulls me toward winter.
mean the fall isn't as cold as the winter and can be more
sunny but it's sort of the gloomy, overcast weather that I
like about the two seasons. Both are mellow seasons
compared to that of the previous one, summer. Summer
is usually all party or trying to stay cool, so it's a nice
transition. There's also the fact that, since it's cold out, the
winter season is known as cuddling season. That's what
pulls me toward winter.
HOLE IN THE WALL!
There's a fun family show on nick called "The Hole In The Wall" that
I'm pretty sure it originated in Japan, but basically it seems really fun.
The object of the game is to get through the cut out shapes in the
foam wall as a family to get maximum points. Each person through
the wall gives their team 10 points. I'd really like to be in that game
because I love puzzles.
I'm pretty sure it originated in Japan, but basically it seems really fun.
The object of the game is to get through the cut out shapes in the
foam wall as a family to get maximum points. Each person through
the wall gives their team 10 points. I'd really like to be in that game
because I love puzzles.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
The Snake and The Spider
One hot Mojave day,
Whilest chasing its prey,
The fast Desert Viper,
Had fallen astray,
From his normal path,
That wasn't all hazardous,
Chasing the mouse he hath,
Forgot all thought patterns thus,
Leaving him in quite a predicament,
His face all riddled with such lament.
For he lost sight of his prey,
It has seemed to have vanished,
But from the ground something grey,
It seems, had been banished.
"What sorcery is this?"
He said with a hiss,
"Six long, hairy legs,
and the size of a man's fist?"
"I am an arachnid,
Tarantula to be precise,
and though I have six legs,
They are pure artifice."
"You see they were injured,
By a set of philanges,
Those not of an animal,
But of human species."
"Those humans," the snake hissed
"Such destructive beings!
Ten fold I've almost been death kissed,
By their cursed caravians."
So they both made a pact,
Yes a snake and cripled spider,
To pay the humans back,
With venomous disire.
Whilest chasing its prey,
The fast Desert Viper,
Had fallen astray,
From his normal path,
That wasn't all hazardous,
Chasing the mouse he hath,
Forgot all thought patterns thus,
Leaving him in quite a predicament,
His face all riddled with such lament.
For he lost sight of his prey,
It has seemed to have vanished,
But from the ground something grey,
It seems, had been banished.
"What sorcery is this?"
He said with a hiss,
"Six long, hairy legs,
and the size of a man's fist?"
"I am an arachnid,
Tarantula to be precise,
and though I have six legs,
They are pure artifice."
"You see they were injured,
By a set of philanges,
Those not of an animal,
But of human species."
"Those humans," the snake hissed
"Such destructive beings!
Ten fold I've almost been death kissed,
By their cursed caravians."
So they both made a pact,
Yes a snake and cripled spider,
To pay the humans back,
With venomous disire.
Outdoor Life
To those who live in the jungle of concrete,
I'll show you a place more quiet, more discrete.
Nature is its name and it's not very far,
Its beauty astounding, its grace above par.
Let's start with the forrest a mystereous place,
Filled with wonder to discover at your pace.
Abundant in life, though most may be stagnant,
Trees are alive, too, don't take forrests for granted.
Next are the glorious bodies of water,
In different sizes, shapes, and yes, even color.
Some big, some small, some green, warm and roundish,
Some sparkle, some are dull, some are long, cold and brownish.
Though some may be similar or not at all the same,
Each body is teaming with life and are in the least plain.
Last but not least are the calm, soothing plains,
See space at night, in the mornings, cut grains.
Or just relax, calmly with not a care in sight,
Though, wishint you don't have to leave you might.
I'll show you a place more quiet, more discrete.
Nature is its name and it's not very far,
Its beauty astounding, its grace above par.
Let's start with the forrest a mystereous place,
Filled with wonder to discover at your pace.
Abundant in life, though most may be stagnant,
Trees are alive, too, don't take forrests for granted.
Next are the glorious bodies of water,
In different sizes, shapes, and yes, even color.
Some big, some small, some green, warm and roundish,
Some sparkle, some are dull, some are long, cold and brownish.
Though some may be similar or not at all the same,
Each body is teaming with life and are in the least plain.
Last but not least are the calm, soothing plains,
See space at night, in the mornings, cut grains.
Or just relax, calmly with not a care in sight,
Though, wishint you don't have to leave you might.
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