"Excuse me, my name is not Max. My name is Brooke. Short for best name everHope you find Max," I exclaimed walking away all sassy like. "Max, what the heck? Why are you walking like a slut right now?" they yelled out to me chuckling while I briskly started to fast walk my way out of this hell. "It's Thursday and I'm already thirsty just so you know," the other giraffe ginger tall teenager yelled out like I would hang out with them. "That goes down as a hashtag awkward moment," thinking to myself as I started to find my IPhone. "Wait, I don't own these gross shoes," questioning myself looking down at my feet going a mile a minute. "Wait, what the?" I pounded in my head looking at this green polo shirt that was chilling on my body. "My nails!" I shrieked looking at these hang-nailed, filthy un-manicured monsters. When I looked up, I think even the trees were looking at me in this questioning manner. "Who did this to me?!" I frantically yelled now running to my "Diva Den" dorm. .
The amount of looks I got running to my dorm was enough to kill someone. "This is social suicide, worse than the walk of shame," I thought to myself now kicking the door open to an even huger surprise. Muck. That's all I saw left and right. "Okay, I know I'm getting punked now," I yelled out to any human being that could have possibly been alive at the time. Beer cans flooded even my alarm clock with weird brown crusty spots on this so called "sorority sweet" rug I once owned which now looked it was owned by a hobo. "Ssssss," I heard in the "Diva rest" we called the bathroom. It didn't sound like a womanly sound either, so I did what any college girl would do and find the best thing to make this all turn around: pepper spray. Trying to walk back to the now playboy poster wall filled with band names everywhere, I almost tripped on Pizza 51 boxes, mix matched socks and an array of clothes that was flooded on the floor.
He Said, She Said During this phase of learning, I have accumulated many things in my "knower". In the he said, she said section of your class there were many things that I found more important than others. ... But then again, he may. ... Should it just be jealousy, he may act milder, and give himself a chance to think. ... He wants to be seen as the dominant male. ...
"We cannot get our children to stop fighting," Mrs. Smith said. "Little Bobby and Susie never leave each other alone. From the moment they get up in the morning until they go to bed, they are incessantly bothering each other. The fights always end with someone getting hurt. We do not know what t...
Said, Orientalism). ... At the core of many of Said's key arguments is the critical link, historically and presently, between knowledge and power. ... He would comment on the dirtiness of his surroundings, compare royal cavalry-men to monkeys, and at one point in the story even refused to enter the Jewish quarter of Fez as he detailed the ugliness of not only the streets of this quarter, but of the people residing there. While Loti created his reality of Morocco as ˜the exotic', or as ˜the other' compared to what he sees as the normal; he also makes many apprec...
- said her mother with the despiteful accusatory tone in which she spoke to her most if not all the time... " Sure you were,"" said her mother, just like a prosecutor in the middle of court about to make its case by ripping the defense apart. ... He had to kill her, he just had to kill her, it was going to be different this time, he could feel it. He had the feeling that she would not run away this time. ... He headed for her room drinking the bottle as he walked. ...
The girl tried to get away, and when she did Lennie panicked and hung onto her dress. ... She began scrambling, and Lennie tried to silence her, but, unfortunately, he snapped her neck in the struggle. ... If George said something, Lennie could sometimes remember it: "I tried not to forget. ... Lennie's undying loyalty to George made him blindly obedient to anything George said: "I turns to Lennie and says, "Jump in." An" he jumps. ...
she said, as she answered the phone impatiently. ... You know, the ones you've probably forgotten about," Page said jokingly. ... Exactly what I feel like on a Friday night," Eliza said sarcastically as she hung up on her friend. ... He approaches her and Eliza's heart beat goes faster, faster, faster! ... Eliza was amazed at how well-mannered, conservative and fascinating he was. ...
Remembering that George said not to talk to her.. ... Curley's wife then begins to tell her tale of woe to Lennie, about how she wanted to be a movie star and how she had married Curley solely as a method of revenge against her mother and didn't like him one but. She then finds out that Lennie has an affection for soft things and puts his hands atop her head to feel her soft locks... after feeling her hair about for a bit, she complains to Lennie that he is mussing up her hair but he obviosly doesnt listen because he had given into his sensual self. ... For a moment he se...
He does not give milk, he does not lay eggs, he is too weak to pull the plow, he cannot run fast enough to catch rabbits. ... Finding herself unable to read more than individual letters, she fetched Muriel. "Muriel," she said, "read me the fourth commandment. ... "It says, `No animal shall sleep in a bed with sheets,'" she announced finally.... It was clover" "My sight is failing," she said" For once Benjamin consented to break his rule, and he read out to her what was written on the wall. ...
The louder they said, Look what you made me do" (170). ... He tried to convince himself and others that his "faultless" daughter had to have been murdered. ... He couldn't bring himself to the realization that no one had done this Jennifer; she had done it to herself, with disregard for her father's feelings. ... He relied heavily on Mike not just in this case but in many others, putting stress on her. "He held it out toward me, saying, "Bring me something I can live with. ...
