...year. Everyone has his or her group of friends and you are all by yourself. You enter the room of your first class, not knowing anyone or anything. The second bell hasn’t rung yet. You sit down in a seat and you put your stuff down. Someone comes over to you and as they approach you, you give them a smile. You are in their seat. You get up and move to a different spot. That’s someone else’s seat. This happens many more times until there are no seats left. The bell rings, leaving you standing in the front of the room with everyone staring at you and whispering to one another while subtly pointing at you. The teacher then comes over and introduces you to the class and notices them whispering and pointing. He lectures them about how disrespectful and immature they were and makes them apologize to...
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...all to do but sit around in this small 15x15 room with my roommate who is also my best friend. The dorm is full of freshman just like me, some of which have gone home to their families for the weekend and some who have stayed at the school. We all have a common goal, to finish school. But today school is the last thing on our minds. It's the weekend and it's time to have fun. The dorm always has something to do in it. I wake up and make my way sluggishly to the bathroom rubbing my eyes from the tiredness of the night before. My hair in a mess from moving around in the bed. I open the door and the smell of the bathroom being cleaned yesterday is still slightly in the air. Steam makes it hard to see as people have been awake before me taking their morning showers. Everyone has their own routine and that's what makes life great. I walk past one of my friends as they lumber out of their dark cave of a room. He to struggles with the quick change from pure darkness to the blinding light of the hallway. Getting out of bed in the morning is the biggest struggle for anyone like me when living without your parents. I'm so used to having my mom come walk in and telling me to get up well around here if you don't grow up and get up then you are missing classes and wont do so hot in school. On this weekend though I had to get up. It was Saturday and there was a lot of football on to watch. The hallway was buzzing when someone came out their rooms, door squealing open and slamming shut, students...
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...him I thought Tobbie would live forever. When my sister went to check on Tobbie she saw that he had ripped the scab off his eye. His room looked like a crime scene and smelled like a rotten meat. When she walked back in the room she said to me, “It’s time for him to go to Rainbow Bridge.” My throat went dry I couldn't speak, tears filled my eyes but never fell. I sat on my bed and waited to leave. I sat there and thought about all the good times I had with Tobbie...
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...beat up driveway. My childhood home is the place to go if I ever need to get my mind off of things, or just need to escape. Some of the best memories from childhood happened at that house. From backyard sports games with friends to cookouts with the family, no place will ever feel as comfortable as this house does. When you walk in the front door the first thing to see is the amazing painting on the wall handed down three generations. Now venture in further you will see the old fireplace to the right, and the TV right above it. Once you turn to the left you’ll be walking towards the dining room. The dining room is one of my favorite rooms, mainly due to the crystal chandelier that has been there since before I was even thought of. When I was a toddler my father said I use to just stand there and watch it gleam in the sunlight. As you take another right out of the dining room, you’re entering the kitchen. The kitchen is set with maple hardwood floors, maple cabinets, and a marble counter top. Keep walking towards the back door, now we’re to the basement. Growing up the basement was carpeted, flat screen TV so my father and his friend could watch the game. Can’t forget about my grandpa’s poker table either. If you walk back up the stairs and take a left, you’re heading up another flight of stairs to the bedrooms. To the left at the top of the stairs was my parent’s bedroom. To the right at the top of the stairs is my bedroom. Go inside my bedroom take another right...
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...would be the den that would have decorated in chocolate and cream. There would be a chocolate leather couch, a chocolate leather chair and ataman. On the couch there will be cream throw pillows and a cream and tan blanket draped over the back of the couch. On the right of the corridor, there will be the kitchen. The kitchen would be the most vibrant room in the house. The walls in the kitchen would be a pale pink with rose lining. The appliances would be stainless steel and black in color. The tablecloth and curtains would change every week, but on this specific day, they were a marigold with pink and purple trimming. Straight ahead is the hallway that would lead to upstairs. Walking up the grand staircase that had 32 plush carpeted stairs you will see the banister that will be hand crafted by my brother who wants to be an architect. On the left of the staircase it will be my children’s room. Carmen would have everything pink, purple and white. She would have a canopy bed that had a silver canopy. Over in Cameron room, his room would be blue, red and black. He would have a bed that resembles a wrestling ring. Walking out of Cameron room to the left it would be the bathroom. The bathroom would be simple in color, black and silver. There will be a step in shower with...
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...foreign country. I live on campus, which also means school also is a half of my home. My home is a rental student apartment which is located on the 8th floor of Medical Plaza, the University of Utah. Although it is not my real home, I still want to call it “my home.” My apartment is small and crowded but comfortable. My apartment is a two-bedroom apartment, which means I have a roommate. My apartment has a very clean living room, a little kitchen and a small bathroom. First, as you walk into the apartment, the white wall and white ceiling make the apartment more bright and clean. Then you can see there is a large round wooden brown desk in the center of the room. There are five leather brown chairs around the desk. There is a very large French window which almost occupies the whole north wall. The brown floor mat also makes the room more comfortable and warm. When the night is coming, you can see the very good vista through the large window. I really like seating beside the desk and have a cup of coffee, and I enjoy the wonderful time. Although the living room is not big, it is comfortable and lovely. Secondly, I will introduce my little kitchen and bathroom. The little kitchen has a large white refrigerator that always has good food and a big oven and microwave oven. Over the oven, you can find there is a clean and whiter range hoods. There are some cabinets over your head. The kitchen is very little; however, it held me and my roommate’s lives together. We always cook some delicious...
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...noticeable and the grass was almost as tall as me, but I saw this place and my home. The exterior was horrendous but the inside was magical. The kitchen was filled with all of our favorite foods, the dining room table was clean but you can still see the marker stains Donald and I left one day after trying to finish his project in a rush to go play outside, and instead of cleaning it like we should have we placed a mat to cover up the stain in the mean time which was never removed because it was too late. The living room was the place where we would build a castle with the couch pillows and watch wrestling while acting out each move, the living room always had a distinctive smell than any other room because it’s were me and my cousin decided to light up fireworks in the house and burned a part of the couch and the ceiling. The stairs were probably the most memorable part of the house. It’s where all the crying, accidents, laughter, and games would happen. Rodriguez 2 As a kid, one would always invent their own games. We had many different dangerous and exciting games. One was that we would wrap ourselves in many different sheets and slide down head first down the stairs, I’d have many bruises the next day but I saw them as warrior bruises. Donalds room was like the treasure room, it has all my favorite Nintendo 64 games...
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...1. I remembered my favorite story about my best customer service experience ever. Sometime in 2001, I was traveling from Chicago to Boston on the Airlines shuttle to my scheduled hotel. But that day was unlucky for the bad weather result in the flight delay. Anyway... my shuttle gets delayed several hours at Boston (insert sarcastic look of shock) and I end up getting into Boston around 1:00am. Then the fun really started, because "the Big Dig" was still in full shovel and even at that time of night/morning, it took nearly 2 hours to get from the airport to the hotel. Brutal. So, I get to the hotel at 3:00am, needing to be ready to deliver my preso at 8:00am. Ideal set up for a great presentation? Not likely. So, I drag myself into the Hotel and the gentleman at the counter looks at me and says, "Welcome to the Boston. You look exhausted!" So I explain the cause of my pain as he continues the check in process, not thinking about much of anything except, get me to a bed asap! Finally, he looks up, hands me a key and says, "I'm sorry you had a rough night, enjoy your room." I grab the key, head to my room and open the door to the biggest hotel suite I've ever seen in my life. I was so tired; I didn't even realize I was headed to the top floor of the hotel and into the Presidential Suite! Brilliantly lit, beautifully furnished, fresh flowers, the whole shabang. 2. I was only in the room for maybe 4-5 hours, but more importantly, I'll never forget the treatment I received from...
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...strongest East Tennessee accent, “It doesn’t matter how poor a body is. They can be cleaned.” She is proud of her “A” rating and prominently displays it. It is not a fancy restaurant. The hundreds of booted loggers, railroad workers, and oil field roughnecks trekking through have worn the carpet thin. Chunks are missing from the carpet at the favorite tables of the workers. The hardened veneer on some of the tables is missing a notch here and there. The paint on the walls has cracks and there is a perennial smell of hamburgers permeating the air. The casual observer could be forgiven for thinking the place is about to fold financially; instead, what we found that night was well camouflaged center of social activity and the finest, most accurate, information available. When entering the door at Lou’s, two things are immediately noticeable: the place is rarely empty and seems to consist of a maze of rooms. The first room, through the door, is the main part of the restaurant. There is another, rarely used, dining room off to the right. It was added during the oil well boom of the seventies. Through the main dining room is yet another room; it guards the...
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...the Lord, not for human masters, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving. ~Colossians 3:23-24 I Love that verse because it reminds me that even something as seemingly insignificant as doing the dishes can be done unto the Lord. After all, there’s no better way to joyfully serve than with a heart of WORSHIP! If that verse encourages you to joyfully serve, then why stop at the kitchen sink? Wouldn’t it be uplifting to post scripture around the house as a reminder that we are serving the Lord with a heart of Worship? I think it would! So I dug out a few of my favorite scriptures that I thought might be a good fit around the house. Here they are: The Family Room: Glorify the Lord with me; let us exalt his name together. ~Psalm 34:3 The Laundry Room: From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the LORD is to be praised. ~Psalm 113:3 Bedroom Door: Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain. ~Psalm 127:1 Bedroom Door:...
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...Johnny st.hilaire My Dream House Johnny st.hilaire My Dream House ` DREAM HOUSE My dream house, what would it be what would it look like it, and most important where will I build it. I like the countryside wide open areas, maybe farm lands with some animals. But I do like the city life with the nose, rude people, and heavy traffic on the high way. There is pros and cons to both environment, the countryside close to no air pollution, but less services you need to travel more to access services. The pros and cons of the city life more cultural opportunities, more diversity of people, more opportunities for higher education, better services like trash collection, water and sewer, cons more crime, more pollution, higher costs living. So as you can see I am little undecided about my dream house so. I am just going to explain two type of dream houses and locations one countryside and one in the city. First the city it would most likely be in Broward County a lake front home of course “I love water”. It would be 3 story house because it’s very hard to build full basements here. So one of the floors would be more like a half basement because the property will have a 3 car garage. The outside of the house would be a dark brown wood siding, and then a simple rock base that goes up about 1 feet on the house to give the old house effect. The side facing the water would be all glass so we can always look out to the gorgeous...
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...Daniel Ochoa Instructor E. Gooden Writing 100 7 May 2013 Surreal You ever had those dreams when you sleep like premonitions? I have them once in a while and rarely do they come true. At first it was like any normal day for me wake up and ready for school. The start of my day is usually me fighting my alarm that goes off five times. I always manage to hit the snooze button in my sleep every time it goes off upsetting my mom who also wakes up. After hearing her rant I get up before I have to deal with her wrath. I grab my close groggily, brush my teeth, and awaken myself in the shower with warm water. Leave the house and catch the bus headed for school. This is my usual uneventful daily routine. At school I always skip breakfast walking around campus with friends. When the bell rings it’s time for class, and the usual exertion of listening to teachers and work. After a long day of frying my brain at school, it was time to go home. The bells chimed, and there was chatter everywhere inside the school. Most teenagers were bustling to leave while I was a zombie, groggily swaying with the crowd until I reached the bus. Falling as I missed my footing, I heard giggles and laughter everywhere. As soon as I reached a seat in the bus, I crashed into a deep slumber. Waking to the sound of people getting off the bus, I got ready to walk home limbered my legs and got off the bus. Walked home at a leisurely pace. Like my usual routine I first walked the girl that I like to her house...
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...If you like the styles of JCPenney curtains, you'll love Amazon's collection. We have a variety of curtains in styles for every room in the home. With our inexpensive prices you can find wonderful curtains for any window. Choosing the right curtain style is simply a matter of choosing something that coordinates with your decorating style and meets the needs of the room. For example, in a room where you want sunlight to be allowed in, sheer panels are a wonderful choice. Solid panels will block the sun better. Room darkening, or blackout style curtains will keep the room dark. If you work nights, and sleep during the day, these are perfect for you. As with JCPenney window curtains, these styles of curtains are easy to hang and easy to care...
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...I ran through the living room into the side room and I see Angie on the ground with Dad standing over her. Lexi (half-sister) is standing in the corner screaming “No! Stop! What are you doing?!” As I stand there looking at my already broken family, I had a sick feeling that something awful had happened. Angie is reaching for Lexi trying to comfort her but Dad barked at her to not reach for Lexi , and as a result she listened and backed off like a sad puppy. Angie got up and walked toward me and she reached for her purse and her keys. Dad tried to grab her to get her to stay in the house. I still wasn’t sure what had happened but I knew that she didn’t want him to touch her, and seeing this I yelped at him to not touch her. I could barely talk and as a result not much noise came out of my mouth. He growled back for me to stay out of...
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...rent a room in share house. Now I am living with two Chinese, one of them is the owner of that house. This house are separated in two area basically, open-shared ground floor and private area in second floor. In this case study I will discuss my new home in the aspects of ritualization, ethnography and phenomenology that how these elements affect my personal perception of my house. F.1. The second floor of my house. In a share house, the whole environment of the private area is important to each person, no matter students or working people. As we know, everyone want a comfortable place for them to relax and engrossed in their own work at home, therefore, well allocation of personal private space in every single house is necessary. In this house, we have got three bedrooms and all located in the second floor, hence, the private areas of my home are grouped together. Clean and quiet environments are the first element that normally required for a domestic space. My bedroom is quiet and clean and that fit my basic requirement. F.2. Day view of my bedroom on the second floor. We all in this house will not make noises to disturb each other so basically we will not be incommoded, especially in bed time. As my bedroom is located in the second floor, it is much more quiet than some rooms which are next to kitchen or garage. Also it is convenient to me that I do not need to share my bedroom with other people as I can do anything without other person’s permission. In my room, I...
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