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Personal Statement
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Kiddie Lit
Works Cited
Bonham, Frank. Durango Street. New York: Puffin, 1999. Print.
Gambrell, Linda, and Barbara Marinak. "Reading Motivation: What the Research Says." Reading Rockets. 2009. Web. 18 Apr. 2011. .
Goodrich, Frances, Albert Hackett, and Anne Frank. The Diary of Anne Frank,. New York: Random House, 1956. Print.
J, Holly. "Teen Boys ( Read more... ) -
i don't regret; i won't regret.
Regret ( Read more... ) -
Que Triste.
Que triste ( Read more... ) -
please call me only if you are coming home
Fuck it, I’m gonna write for leisure.
So you’re more than welcome to press back or head to the FML blog or something, because you’re about to head into a few hundred words, to be exact, of nothing but the occurrences of my mind, which should be noted are going to random as hell.
Still want to stick around? Well I must commend you.
Let’s get ( Read more... ) -
Camp Nou
“…There’s always a way to better yourself, to improve your current situation, to bring out the best in you and share it with the world. No matter what the end product is, no matter what your final destination or goal may be, your journey will always be the most important part, because, in the end, it’s what’s made you, you, and no one can ever ( Read more... ) -
Dear San Patricio County,
Ladies and Gentlemen of the court,
Today I am here to address and defend this ‘violation’ that the county of San Patricio has decided to impose on me, claiming that I have violated traffic law by exceeding the posted speed limit by over ten percent.
And, while it may be true that my truck was traveling an approximate average of fourteen miles ( Read more... ) -
I'm the son of rage and love; the Jesus of Suburbia
It’s nine in the afternoon, and the arguing has yet to cease. The screaming, the throwing, the fighting and crying. I’m so tired of it. I’ve shed too many tears for them already, but none of those matter.
I think that’s why I identify so much with the song Jesus of suburbia. When I watched Bullet in a Bible for the first time, tears dampened my eyes ( Read more... ) -
Time to cross the t's and dot the i's
Decisions, Decisions.
Somehow, a part of me feels like all this should have happened sometime junior or senior year, not in the eve of my sophomore year in college. I guess I wasn’t as ready as I am now, but still, I feel like I missed out on something, as if I now understand what all the hype was about, what all the excitement over college was.
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Dreams are a wonderful thing.
I’ve always thought of dreams as the hidden voice of the subconscious, of all our hidden and deeply kept wants, needs and desires, as a way for our mind to speak, think and act freely without any chains of bondage attaching it to rational fears or places we wouldn’t normally meander if we were awake.
It’s as if the subconscious was trying to ( Read more... )