Yoser Asitimbay-FRO Blog Post #2

Too tired for this
Why should I be doing this?
Enough is enough
Always had bad luck
Why deal with another day
Try to stay awake
(Yet,do I want to?)
Day after day, hellish fate
(But, do I need to?)
No more energy
Taken, always drained away
Forsaken, all day.

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There is a voice in my head that is the smartest, most disciplined, and most determined voice I have ever heard. But my body and this voice in my head are enemies. In the morning the voice in my head is up and ready to face the new challenges the day may throw at me. But my body says no and it stays in bed. After school the voice in my head tells me to go home and start doing my assignments. What does my body do? It takes me straight to bed or the couch. My body is far more superior in strength than the voice in my head. The day it is the other way around is the day I can declare victory. That will be the day I can become most productive. I won’t be staying up all night to do something I could’ve done about a week ago. I loveee procrastinating but then I suffer the consequences. Hopefully I will fix this problem and get on top of everything by the time I’m done with college.

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Elias’ shmoneylogue

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Hello Yiayia, I’ve missed you so much

Oh, how it feels to be embraced by your clutch.

We need to catch up, there’s so much to say

Take a look at my calendar, I put a mark on this day.

With the whole summer ahead, there’s so much to do,

I’m just so happy that I can spend it with you.

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Time flew by, now the summer is at its end

Oh, how I wish time would just extend.

Your eyes fill with tears, because now you know

The time has finally come for me to go.

You tell me I may not find you when I return,

Tell me no way to know when God’ll say it’s your turn.

But I’ll come back every summer, as long as you’re here,

Goodbye Yiayia, I’ll see you next year.

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HeeUng Shin FRO assignment 2

My life.

Hmm.

Lot has happened hasn’t it?

I mean think about it.

It has been 18, almost 19, years.

That is uhh… let me get my calculator.

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6,870 days, 164,880 hours, 9,892,800 minutes, and a lot of seconds.

However let’s not look at the world in such a boring(mathematical) way.

Because my life shouldn’t be dictated by numbers.

There is more to life than just that.

There are the fun times, sad times and awkward moments.

Trust me, everyone has one.

These are what should dictate my life.

What I am composed of.

The achievements I have succeeded.

The stupidities I have caused.

The exciting moments I have experienced.

The failures that I have dwelled upon.

So let me say this:

I AM ME: a boy who is enjoying the best part of life: LIFE

 

 

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Judy’s Blog Post #2

Monologue

Knock knock.

I stand in front of the door, looking into the window.

I smile and wave.

Happy to see her, I wave my yearbook.

 

She glances from the corner of her eyes and slowly gets up.

“What do you want?”

“Sign my yearbook please.”

“I would but I’m not in the mood.”

“What’s wrong..?”

 

Hesitation.

I could feel the pain.

 

“Cancer’s back.”

 

Silence.

“What?”

I’m shocked, tears well up in my eyes.

“I don’t understand.”

I still don’t understand.

 

She hands me a tissue.

“I would hug you, but it hurts.”

I nod and she places her hand on my back.

Tears pour out.

“I’m going through chemo, I’ll be okay.”

I nod, still mute from the shock.

 

“I want to stay but I need to head back.”

“Okay, I’ll see you around.”

“Good luck.”

She nods.

 

I turn on my heels, take a deep breath, and walk out of the room.

She closes the door.

Tears stream down my face once again.

I don’t understand life.

 

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Carina’s Monologue

It never occurred to me that I am a full circle.

Not a half circle, not a quarter of a circle, not an oval, but a full 360 degree circle.

And it’s crazy to think that strangers walking beside me don’t know that they’re a full circle.

AP U.S. History was quite a course with a teacher that could scare the crap out of you, harass you but pick you up when you were down.

He didn’t just teach me that Abraham Lincoln never freed the slaves,

Or that the U.S. purposely took land away from Mexico,

Or that Nixon was the worst president of all time.

He taught me that I AM a full circle no matter what happens,

No matter what obstacle gets thrown my way,

Whether the person I love just left me,

Or I got rejected from the school of my dreams,

That NOTHING should take anything away from me.

And nothing ever has since this lesson.

Thank you MBAPUSHT,

My

Beloved

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U.S.

History

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Monologue

I used to be jealous of the kids at school

who used to bring in their brown paper bags, a box of Lunchables.

Delicious red no. 40 salsa and not-yo-cheese,

oh how I wished I can have some of Steve’s.

Or Charlie’s cold pizza made crusty to order,

scrumptious cardboard with pepperoni topped to the border.

But all I ever had was my smelly Korean food,

full of Mother’s thoughts, hopes and dreams.

As she awoke every morning before the break of dawn,

to pack her little man a nutritious and healthy meal.

I can’t believe I didn’t taste the love before.

Good thing no one ever asked to trade lunches.

 

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Julie’s Monologue

Time ticks, ticks, ticks.

I’ve got multiple things to do,

and no time.

One more episode, I tell myself.

Three episodes later,

I’m at the exact same spot.

Tick, tick, tick.

I get up to do some chores,

only, after fifteen minutes,

I take a break that lasts an hour.

Tick, tick, tick.

It’s time to get back to work.

Tomorrow, I tell myself.

Tomorrow, I will not waste precious time.

Only, tomorrow comes and its the same as today.

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Ben Bakshiyev (post 2)

iRobot

Apple just came out with its new product! No it is not the iPhone 6 or the iWatch…it is the iRobot! What does it do? Well, on Monday thru Thursday, this iRobot wakes up every morning to the alarm on his phone. After, the iRobot will do his morning routine in the same exact order and eat the same exact breakfast ever single morning. Once completing those tasks,the iRobot sets out for his mystical journey to the city. He sits in a car for about 45 minutes to an hour of traffic followed by a 50 minute train ride. Accomplishing the mystical journey to the city, the iRobot will attend class and then take the mystical journey all the way home. After arriving at home, the iRobot will do his homework, watch television and go to sleep. If you have not guessed it by now then I will just say it. Apple is not releasing a new product because the iRobot is a metaphor for my life. The act of going to school and my everyday routine became so automatic that I do not even stop to question anything. I just drift through the days knowing school is necessary for life. Now I just feel like I am a product for the company called college.

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