Dangerous is an understatement

I completely agree with what Leonard Sax the author of "Inside the dangerously empty lives of teenage girls" had to say about teenage girls. Our minds are dangerously empty. We spend endless amounts of time in the mirror and it isn't just when we are getting ready for school or anything. If you walk down town or down any street you will see teenage girls, almost all of them will look at them selves as they walk passed a store window, a car window, or even a door. Teenage girls are like birds we just like shiny things. We copy almost everything anyone else does,says or wears because we want to fit in. We are objects of society. We listen to the radio, read magazines  and some of us watch the news. We are hypnotized by everything the media offers to influence us with. Teenage girls are also like sponges we soak up all the info we can get about everything, not only that some like to imitate. We like to fill the parts of us that are empty with things like sex, drugs and our image. You could ask any teenage girl if they are happy with their appearence and they wont give you a straight answer, or they will simply say "well i dont like my tummy...I could lose some weight...My hair is too frumpy" and much more.

Take a walk in unsatisfying shoes

Why am I here? Do I really think I am going get anywhere by sitting in this lame store? These are the questions that run through my mind as I sit at this cold, hard, unsatisfying desk. Today is just like every other day. I get up at 7 Am to come to my unsatisfying job, after leaving my unsatisfying apartment, my life if I could describe it in one word would be unsatisfying. If only I lived in a bigger town I could pursue my dreams of being an actress. My name is Elizabeth Furley, I am a small town girl trying to make it big. I don't understand why I haven't made it big; I mean I'm beautiful, long brown hair that feels like it is made entirely of silk, blue eyes that look as deep as the ocean and the facial structure of Angelina. All my life I have wanted to become an actress like Jennifer Aniston, Betty White, or Rebel Wilson, But no such luck when you live in an unfulfilling town like Penticton, BC. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have this dreadful job. It’s so boring; a lion looking at a lock of his hair isn’t as bored as I am when I am at Cell Planet.  All I do all day is sit here on this hard wooden stool and wait. I hate waiting. It’s like a game, a costumer walks in I Iook at them with hope and say "Hi there, can I help you?" I hope that they might actually stay in Cell Planet for more then ten seconds and keep me company so I'm not so bored. No luck every time it's the same thing. They just look at me and say, "No thank you I got it, I will take this one." They look at one thing, buy it, or just walk out and there gone. This job is nothing compared to my other job at Tim Horton's which is all fast pace and being on your toes, I feel like I never get to sit. Tim Horton's is my last destination before I go home to listen to my answering machine. I just want my agent to call me and tell me he has amazing news, that I Elizabeth Furley will be a real live actress. He will tell me that I can quit my dreadful jobs and move to Hollywood. Until then I will go about my unsatisfying day to day routine at Cell Planet and Tim Horton's.

A Little Saucey

Have you ever looked at something and wondered what the outcome might be? I sure did as I was looking into the fiery sauce that had the most granular lag on my transparent cup. This cup of thick goo touched all of my senses. First I was salivating over the scent, it felt like the black sea was in my mouth.When I placed the cup before my nose just after I had swirled it to awaken the aroma; the scent pierced my nose with a sweet but spicy smell one that reminded me of Elen Degenerous's attitude. Then I tipped the cup,Then I slurped the fiery magma, Then I felt the sauce ever so slowly entered my mouth and it rolled onto my tongue . My taste buds were tingling like the hairs that stood up on my arm from the over whelming burst of flavour. The sauce was thick and luscious as I swirled it around in my mouth the flavour was unbelievable it was as if fire met ice with its hot but tangy ingredients.My buds and the sauce were doing the tango in a very fast pace. It felt very thick as it clung to my throat as I swallowed the creamy saucy. Then I wondered what the outcome might be. 

Kellie.Eby

College Application

These eyes have seen things you wouldn't imagine, These eyes are a soft evergreen that sparkle in the night, These eyes can change the world. From the peak of the Himalayas to the Berlin wall I see it all. Every gunshot, Every wedding, Everything around the world I see. I like long walks on the beach and a romantic dinner for two.Teaching Mother Nature how to balance the universe, Teaching Guandi how to be peaceful, and Teaching Chuck Norris how to fight ,I have single handedly made the world a better place. I have completed first aid along with being on Operas television show. I have saved a cat from a tree. On top of that I still make time for my friends.I have ran a marathon,I have eaten a bug ,and I have travelled to every city in every continent. I sang with the great Elvis Presley. I eat breakfast daily. So many of my goals have been accomplished; I continue to conquer all of my goals and dreams. But I still have many elements to see, many elements to teach and many elements to accomplish. I have done so many things with my life but I have never yet been to college.

Kellie.Eby

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet

George looked up from shoeing the horse to see the outline of Curley's wife in the doorway of the barn. They were alone. George has been waiting for this moment ever since he lade his eyes on her, but what she didn't know was he had an ace up his sleeve. George goes on with shoeing the horse as Curley's wife enters the room.As nervous as a fox in the forest George says "your not suppose to be in here are ya?" with a quick and witty remark Curley's wife says "I can go where ever I please, you ain't the boss of me".George trying not to get angry quickly said "Curley don't like it when ya in here, so get out". She then proceeded to sit on the couch in the barn egging George on further. George looked over with  ice cold eyes, an impatient look. Curley's wife began to talk to George as if he was never rude to her. "Why aren't you talking to me? I get awful lonely too!" silence filled the room; George got up from shoeing the horse to go grab more supplies to do the other hoof. She followed moving with in a elegant but quick pace.George said hastily stopping her dead in her tracks "just a second" .George was just about at wits end with her.Curley's wife left the barn without saying anything, George thought she finally got the hint. Moments later she came back in with refreshments, "dinner is pretty quick so I snuck into the kitchen to grab us some you know the early bird gets the worm". "I ain't want none of your dinner, I get my own", Curley's wife put his plate on the small table that was beside George and sat on the couch. George was starving but he didn't want to get his food from her, but in the nick of time George was up and eating. Curley's wife came over and stood beside George who was leaning on a stable door. George's heart started to race in fury, as brave as a lion George reach behind him in the stall and grabbed the shovel in his right hand and swung. Curley's wife was dead. George didn't think it would kill her scared out of [his] wits he quickly took her body out back and buried her. George was finally free. Alls well that ends well.

Kellie.Eby

Eli

Have you ever thought about all the things you don’t see, but you know are there? Like the police not serving and protecting the person they have in custody in the right way or a doctor hurting his patient. The police bring in their prisoner to the hospital where they budge past the line of moaning patients who have been waiting for hours, so they can be first and get out of there. Dr. Fitzgerald doesn’t like the special treatment the police assume they get just because they are in uniform, so he takes it upon himself to teach them a lesson by using the patient. In the story Eli by Vincent Lam there are three main elements foreshadowing,suspense, and conflict .

At the end of the story there is foreshadowing that is a big main scene. As the readers we know that the police women did mean to move away when Eli was going to bite her, just so the doctor would get bit. Dr. Fitzgerald did not like the attitude that the police were giving him and the way the patient was swearing at him. The Doctor wasn’t very pleasant to the patient nor was he kind to the police, so he decided to pretend to be on both of there sides. He told Eli that if he was seeing things that he would have to keep him over night and Eli wouldn’t have to go with the police. Eli didn’t want to go with the police because they were the ones who put him in the hospital in the first place “fuckin, playing drums with my head” Eli explained. Then the Doctor asked the police if they had noticed any bruising in Eli's body. The police didn’t notice. Dr. Fitzgerald still put it in the patients chart; the reader might assume it was because the doctor wanted the patient and the police to fight because the doctor slipped the patient a pair of scissors when he left the room “The scissors were gone, what can you say about that?...a doctor could lose track of one small sharp object”. The police had no idea.

Throughout the story the suspense really builds. We see the doctor feeling more and more frustrated with not only the patient but the police as well. “Shut up you piece of shit” Dr. Fitzgerald said to Eli as he was trying to stitch him up. We notice that Dr. Fitzgerald has been trying to look like he is on both of there side like he is there to help them both but really he is in it for revenge. It seems as though something could really go wrong and spoil all the hard work the doctor has done in trying to be deceitful to the patient as well as the police. The anticipation of waiting for something to happen is very suspenseful.

Conflict is a very useful element that the author portrays. First, the author makes the reader want to read more by using conflict between doctor Fitzgerald and the police officers in form of a while they converse. They both keep information that could be useful from each other. The officers don't tell the doctor what actually happened to Eli like how he was brutalised by them.  The doctor never reveals to the officers that Eli has the HIV virus. This leads to a lot of confrontations between the two occupants and brings about minimal trust. Vincent Lam uses the fact that the doctor has conflict versus his thoughts. The doctor has an internal conflict when he wants to help the patient by accidentally  leaving his scissors beside the patients bed, so that they could be of some use to Eli when he left the hospital; The doctor also made it easy for the police to continue there business with Eli once they left the building by telling them "[Eli] has got multiple bruises on his limbs and torso". There is a lot of conflict in this short story, like the doctor with Eli and the police,police with Eli, and Eli with having to be in a place where he doesn't want to be. 

Kellie.Eby

The Treacherous Halls of PMSS

Summer has ever so quickly come to the end and now it is time to start what they call “The year of your lives”, grade 12. This is the year that you no longer have to move out of the grads way when they walk in the hall. Like a majestic cougar in the forest I slink down the hallways, now realising that being at the top of the school every one who is younger should move out of my way when I walk these glorious halls; this is my year. Being the oldest people in the school means that the grads get special privileges like “if I'm walking and your in my way you move I don’t” it just makes sense, I moved for the grads last year and so did everyone else. In the hallways there are people stopping, cutting you off, bumping in to you and so much more. School hallways are so disgustingly crowded but that’s not a worry in my head because they all HAVE to move. This year will be great, no more being the little guy who gets pushed, bulldozed or flown into a locker trying to get out of the way of the admirable colossal hierarchy of the school. Like the last piece of cake, grade 12 is bitter sweet, knowing that it taste so good to finally be at the top but when your finished that piece of cake there is no more; you are out of high school forever.

Kellie.Eby