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Evah Jane Donnelly Eastern Anatomy and Physiology Midterm Essay 11/01/06
Fire
It’s summer in the southern state of Georgia, and it’s really hot! As I sunbathe, my complexion gets burnt red. I make a joke to myself, “I smell something burnt. Oh wait it’s me!” I laugh to myself. And as I’m lying there I’m perspiring like a ‘pig’. As I get up, I feel the blood rushing through my blood vessels and ended up accidently biting the tip of my tongue. I needed to get a nice cool drink and since I’m craving it, I’ll have a nice big piece of baker’s chocolate! I love that bitter taste it has! My favorite time of the day is from 11am-1pm especially since I like to do my exercising at this point in the day. This makes me very joyous, and makes it easier to rule my shen.
Earth
It’s now Indian summer. The leaves on the trees are just starting to turn yellow and orange. My favorite time to eat is 7am-9am, then I like to just relax and from 9am-11am. The smell of the air is the fragrance of rotting leaves. I feel sympathy and worry about the upcoming winter, because my flesh doesn’t seem to like to like the coldness. In this time of the year I feel most centered. With my lips and my mouth I taste the sweetness of the air which makes my mouth salivate. And because I’m in such a good mood it makes me feel like singing! In this time of the year my mental aspect is a deep concentration about the damp, humid weather to come after the winter months. My stomach and spleen are very happy this type of year! ^_^
Metal
Now, its autumn. The air is getting dryer, because the earth is getting ready for when everything is going to be white. I start to waken between 3 and 5am because for some reason it’s really hard to breathe. I think it’s because of all the mucus in my nose. But, that problem seems to be cured when I inhale some nice spicy or pungent cooking spices for my food. I think I might move to the west so I can spicy food all the time! Everyday before washing my skin and shaving off unwanted body hair, I take my compost out to the compost pile. This is where all my spoiled food sits to decompose and gives off this rotten smell. For some reason, I have this inability to let go of my old habits and takes me a while to let my grief go. And when that happens, I can’t help but to weep.
Student to Teacher note: Sorry for this being late I couldn’t come to class to give this to you & then when I tried to send it to you from my computer it crashed. I had lost it, and then had to fix the computer. So, that’s my reason for it being late. But, I know that you’re sheet said that it would be 5 points taken off each day. But, if you feel that my reason is not plausible then, go ahead and take off five points.
Anyway, here it is.
~Evah Jane~
Girl: "Forgive me father for I have sinned."
Priest: "What have you done my child?"
Girl: "I called a man a son of a bit**."
Priest: "Why did you call him a son of a bit**?"
Girl: "Because he touched my hand."
Priest: "Like this?" (as he touches her hand)
Girl: "Yes father."
Priest: "That's no reason to call a man a son of a bit**."
Girl: "Then he touched my breast."
Priest: "Like this?" (as he touched her breast)
Girl: "Yes father."
Priest: "That's no reason to call him a son of a bit**."
Girl: "Then he took off my clothes, father."
Priest: "Like this?" (as he takes off her clothes)
Girl: "Yes father."
Priest: "That's no reason to call him a son of a bit**."
Girl: "Then he stuck his you know what into my you know where."
Priest: "Like this?" (as he stuck his you know what into her you know where)
Girl: "YES FATHER, YES FATHER, YES FATHER!!!"
Priest: (after a few minutes): "That's no reason to call him a son of a bit**."
Girl: "But father he had AIDS!"
Priest: "THAT SON OF A BIT**!!!"
Repost if you laughed
I laughed!!! >_< lol..
True Story:
A religion teacher assigned her class an essay on what makes a good Christian. One student wrote about praying nightly, say no to abortion, banning gay marriage, and donating money. The other student wrote about talking to God and allowing people to enjoy their lives, and supporting gay marriage.
The day the teacher was to hand the papers back, she called up the second student and told him she would pray for him when he went to hell. The student asked why would he be going to hell, and why he got an F on his paper. The teacher told him that Catholisim is against gay marriage. The student looked at her for a minute, then said aloud, "I'm gay." The teacher kicked him out of class as if he had said fuck or worshipped Satan.
A girl in the back of class who had a boyfriend and was obviously straight got up and left too.
* If you would leave the classroom, repost this. It doesn't matter if you're straight, bi, or gay. It doesn't matter if you're Catholic or not. Everyone is a human being and deserves happiness. *
[Everyone Deserves HAPPINESS!]
Post this in your house or diary if you beleive the same.
Written about Sunday 2005-10-23
Written: (6970 days ago)
Written about Sunday 2005-08-07
Written: (7047 days ago)
i got this from my mom's email that she showed me!
The following verse is from the Koran, (the Islamic Bible) Koran
(9:11)
- For it is written that a son of Arabia would awaken a fearsome
Eagle.
The wrath of the Eagle would be felt throughout the lands of Allah
and lo, while some of the people trembled in despair still more
rejoiced;
for the wrath of the Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah; and there
was
peace.
(Note the verse number!) Hmmmmmmm?!
Written about Thursday 2005-08-04
Written: (7049 days ago)
it's always the good light hearted people who die...to leave us with the mean nasty people...
three deaths in like a week...
1) Crystal's cousin...*Just
2) my cousin..i didn't know him but, still related..*Geor
3) sleepy hollow lake*Ian Rivenburg* R.I.P.
i've had a lot of deaths in my life. I don't want anymore!
my sympathy to all the families & to every one who has ever lost anyone...it's an awful feeling...:'(
evah jane, your body's telling you to Exercise More
Taking it easy is nice. No argument there. A mellow and easy-going person like you is probably well versed in the art of relaxation. Stressing less is important, but your body also needs to get the blood flowing on a regular basis.
We're not saying you need to start training for a marathon. There are some easy steps you can take to get in some exercise. Instead of taking the elevator, go for the stairs. Park your car farther away from the stores to get a walk in. So what if sweat messes up your hair? It's good for you. Just make sure you stay hydrated, eat right, and get plenty of antioxidants. Now get to it!
[GiVe Me A HuG
GiVe Me ThE WoRLd
GiVe Me YoUr HeArT
aNd iLL B yOur GiRL
GiVe Me YoUr SmiLe
GiVe Me YouR TiMe
GiVe Me yOuR LoVe
aNd iLL GiVe YoU MiNe]
[a girl asked a guy if she wuz pretty, he said no. she asked him if he wanted her, he sed no. she asked if she left would he cry, he said no. she turned to leave, he grabbed her by the arm and said... you're not pretty, ur beautiful, and i don't want u, i need u. and i wouldn't cry if u left, i would die.] i like this story 2...
[A girl and a guy were speeding over 100mph on the road.
Girl* Slow down! Im scared!
Guy* No this is fun.
Girl* No its not! Please its too scary!
Guy* Then tell me you love me.
Girl* Fine. I love you!! Now please, slow down!
Guy* Now give me a BIG hug!
*Girl hugs him*
Guy* Can u take my helmet off & put it on? Its buggin me.-
- In the paper the next day a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it but only one surivied. The truth was that half way down the road, the guy realizes his breaks broke. He didnt want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time. Then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.]
i love this story...
this is so cool! i think it's from princess mononoke...im pretty sure...
im most like....Yuffie
The Tell Tale Heart
Truel-nervous-
It is impossible to say how 1st the idea entered my brain; but, 1nce conceived, it haunted me day & night. object there was none. passion there was none. i loved the old man. he had never wronged me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees--very gradually-i made up my mind 2 take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye 4 ever.