love it!!!Meditation in India
exams are near but have no fear i promise your textbook will catch all your tears. all semester our profs have taughtnow its our turn to show them that we know a lot!exams are a time of lacking sleep and all we often do is weep and weep.study hard and good grades will come,i promise, friends, you are not dumb :)happy studying everyone
Golf Tee it, set itSwing it, hit itSmash it, cut itDraw it, fade it,Hook it, slice itApproach it, Chip itPutt it, sink itHole it, birdie itPar it, bogie it
EstrangeOur memories weigh upon the periphery of my mind,How you’ve changed, how you’ve departed from the being I once knew.Once confident, now shy,Once joyful, now sad.Oh how you’ve changed.The things you loved, the things you cherished,Now no meaning, no interestYou’ve changed.A husk of something once human,Now an automaton of no emotion.Changed.You’ve become the sole inhabitant of your own world,You pass those you knew, those you cared.Estranged, who are you?I don’t even recognize you.Your face, your hands, your body,All have become distorted.Every time I stare into the mirror,The reflection of truth, I see you.
This final exam is one I shall embracePut in hard work for one I shall aceAnd this exam will be destroyed: Coup de graceThis exam is one I will deface, beat its facewith a mace aka my knowledge base, with complete and utter graceENGL112 has taken much disk space Files are to be displaced, its time I raceBut I'm already at third baseAnd I'm about to come first place!
Movember (Limerick poem)Finally it is that time of yearFor everybody to try and look like a bear.As the end of it nearsWorthier than play-off beardsFor the people who we find so dear.
Poinsettias in the winter will brighten the snow,Tulips in the spring will kiss you pale,Daisies in the summer will heighten your low,Roses in the fall with petals that flail,Daffodils in the rain will brighten your heart,Lilies of the lake will wring your eyes dry,Carnations in the fire will tear you apart,And dandelions will leave you a lie
English 112 I’m almost doneOne more poem, I’m having funMy eyes slowly start to shutAs I try to escape this rutMaybe tomorrow I’ll get to sleepOr think of my GPA and weepI feel like such a messWhich I am trying to expressI hope I surviveAnd stay aliveFinals please go awayI will see you again another day.
There was never a person with such a naturalistic presence that people would turn and look. He emitted a certain happiness and thoughtfulness that could be seen through the way he moved. He wore glasses with light gray shades and black frames that rested gently on his face. His hair was black with a hint of gray and when far away, one would think he was bald. He had a small frame, was quite short and had signs of wrinkles forming along his face. But his smile and words of pensiveness made his signs of age ephemeral. The way he strolled alongside the path was most alluring. He never looked at himself but rather gazed at his people and the exquisite nature that stood before him. His long red robe with a patch of yellow was sewn to fit so faultlessly that it covered his entire body and made him become one with the wind when he walked. He was a leader to his people and although he was minuscule in size, his ethics, his beliefs and his values have made him much more.Guess who?
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Hey everyone,So I have written a short story for my portfolio and it is 6 pages long. I thought it would take too much space if I copy pasted it all on here, so I have just posted the first paragraph and if any of you is interested in reading it, let me know and I will post the rest. Thanks...TIME AFTER TIMEJack looks into his hands at a device of the divine power… One possible of shaping destiny… To use it or not… He breathes heavily… Blood thumping in his ears… He shakes uncontrollably... Thinking of the mistakes he has made. And reflects upon using this magical temptation. Whether it would shatter his soul and humanity or whether he would be able to restrain himself from the beguiling mistress in the form of a watch...............................