So this year I'm in the all girls state choir (ssaa), me and my big bad alto 2 voice. I'm excited because I get to keep singing my two favorite songs from the regional honor's choir concert, because they're both ssaa (Love is a Rain of Diamonds (don't judge), and Misere re), and I won't have to sing the two sings I liked the least (Every night, and ( Read more... )

Am I the only one who hates this holiday dedicated to eating, something we already do every day, only to amounts so extreme that we get sick?

That's all you do, is you sit around and eat.

On any other day, you can go do whatever else between eating sessions. But on Thanksgiving, it's eat, sit around and wait for your stomach to make more room, and ( Read more... )

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My middle school english teachers had more of a generic tendency to go for the kids that knew the big words first, favor them. The ones always on predictable task. Mr. Clancy favors the undefinable, the people gossiped about because they are enigmatic. He'll take a liking to the rebellious class clown just because of his awareness that they are ( Read more... )

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I see a quarter on the ground, flashing yellow, red and blue in reflection of the blinking lights. I really want it, I can't stop gazing at it, but when I reach for it, a shoe nearly gets my fingers and begins to teasingly slide the quarter across the dusty gym floor, pointing its toe at me to look back and see if it caught my attention. A black ( Read more... )

Not everyone is going to accept you, you being your personality. I know this. I know that whether they keep it bottled up inside or constantly vent to you, eventually you will know what everyone of significance to your life thinks of you. You’ll know their jealousy, admiration, hatred, love, everything, and it is rarely predictable. Your best ( Read more... )

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Every person has a main source for expression of life, his or her passion. Sal had an unquestionable passion for travel. Or perhaps it was Dean. In all honesty, what’s the difference? Sal and Dean lived lives of constant exploration, Dean expressing his thoughts rapidly, so enveloped in his own world that sometimes only Sal could understand what ( Read more... )