rainy days and mondays

Ok so like in know what your thinkin' the carpenters???? well for everyone that does'nt know the carpenters is this old band who was most famous for one of there songs that they made called rainy days and mondays. but sadly karen who was like the singer of the band died of anorexia. but anyways this blog is just talking about the rain outside. I am going tired and dull of it. i just wish that the weather would stay the same for like 3 days. because somedays the weather is hot, windy, rainy, freezing. all in one week, thats so strange to me. I just know that back in knoxville the weather would be the same for like a couple of weeks, but here you never know what the hell your gonna. so i like stay glued to the weather channel. but anywho i just really want this rain to go away. really really really badly!!!!

madonna and her music

Ok so i like love madonna, i think she is like really cool, even though she can't acutally sing a lick. I just love her style. so just the other day i was singing ray of light to myself in the middle of class it just happen to get stuck in my head and i could'nt stop thinking about it. I thought about it all day and i just realized that i really fuckin love that song it's just the beat that i love a lot, i like the techno that she puts into the song. But one thing that i have noticed about madonna she has really changed her appearance because when she first came out she was a little chubby with bleach blonde hair she actually looked a lot like marlyn monroe and a little later around like 95 or 96 she turned like really really weird she like lost a ass load of weight and died her hair jet black i just found that a little much, and then she got like super muscular, and died her hair strawberry blonde, and low and behold a gap in her teeth appears, but whatever she decides to do is her business. just don't quit making music!!!!!

Sociology

Ok so like my sociology class is kickin my ass and there is absoulutely (i think i spelled that wrong) noting i can do about it. Well first off i have the professor that is known for being impossible to pass, and his test are killer-ridiculous. I just try so hard to understand that basic concept as to what it is that he is talking about i understand like maybe 45% of what he is talking about. He is a wonder guy and i love him as a person, but as a teacher i think it is time for him to like fuckin retire because is is 69 years old. Sometimes i think he makes class hard on purpose. He like to start randomly singing opera in the class room, and it throws me off big time and i don't righty know why he does it but it is fuckin harlarious. and he is such a wonderful wonderful person, but is a horrible teacher.

Dirty laundry

OK so like i started talking to this guy like back in sep. and i thought he was soo sexy he looks just like kanye-west and god knows that i love my kanye. And he asked for my phone number and we stayed in contact for a long time, And he asked me to be his girlfriend and i was soo skeptical about dating him because he sales drugs, and he beats the shit out of people that cross him so yeah i felt like i was livin in a mafia movie because you know how like the mobster has his wife that like helps him kill people and traffic drugs for him and when i thought about that i was like terrified out of my mind but he is really really sweet to me. So over time he felt that we were not going to work so he gets back with his ex-girlfriend and that hurt me alot. But we tried talking again after he broke up with her, and it still did'nt work out because he said that i had a lot of growing to do, and i knew that i did so, we went like 3 months without talking to each other. But just the other day he called me crying pleading for me not to hang the phone up, because he really cared about me and he realized that i was a wonderful magnificent person, and that he LOVED ME. i was like super shocked because he did'nt love anybody, and i told him that in due time if he wants this to work then he will have to be patient, and he told me he would. And so i said well we will just have to take baby steps and see what happens.... and besides it's not everyday i get to drive an escalade truck!!! so wish me luck you guys.

Past

today i was thinking about my past year. I think that i could have handled my past year a little better than what i did. I could have made better grades and i could have made more friends. Now that i look back at what happend to me this past school year it shows me how i have grown in such a short amount of time. When i first came here to college i was willing to make new friends and be known. Well as time progressed i suffered a few heart aches, stalkers, bitches, fake-friends, and crazy ass folks. And i soon came to find out that i was just better off being to myself in the first place but i mean hey... we all gotta learn somehow?

Cute guy in library

Ok so today i was in the library doing my english stuff and like i saw this dude that looked just like kanye West and god knows i think kanye is like super sexy, and that i can't live without him. So anywhom i see this guy at the printer and i walk up to him and i say what it do boo. (which translates to....hi). Then he looks at me and says hey pretty and that like made my day because that let me know that he thought i was pretty. And then we just started a conversation from there on out and i thought he was just MR. It. OH my god he was lookin good smelling good he looked just like kanye except for kanye's big ass cheeks, and make kanye buff. He had on this hollister t-shirt that fit o-so tight so i could see his 8-pack and some tight little jeans so i could see his tight little ass. And he gave me his number and he told me to call him tomorrow because he wants to hang out with me on friday and i was like cool. will do boo. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH he was soo fuckin FINE!!!!!!!

Busta Rhymes

Ok so like everybody has a celebrity that they just obsess over and mine happens to be busta rhymes. I think he is so fuckin sexy he makes me melt into a big puddle of oooze everytime i see him or think about seeing him. I just love his masculinity it drives me crazy and if i ever find out that he is coming anywhere close to tennessee like, georgia, florida, mississippi, alambama, kentucky, ect. I would just my happy ass on the first avalible bus to get to him. I remember when i first saw him i was like 5 years old and i was getting my hair presses in the kitchen. And i saw krs-one on the t.v. rapping and then i saw busta rhymes, my little heart just stopped i thought he was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
rediculously, utterly breathing taking, mind-blowingly sexy. So call me a psycho is you want but nothing will ever change the way i feel for him.

Work

Ok so i like work at the Tiger Den, and so far i think it is an ok job. like the hours aren't that bad. And i practically see all my friends. However there are a few things about the Tiger Den that just throw me off. Like stealing, ok yeah we all learned the basic concept at the age of 3 that your not suppose to steal, and that it's wrong. But come on really you can't watch every single person that comes into the Damn eatery especially between the hours of like 11:30-3:00p.m. thoes are like my bizzzzzzzzziest hours. So i put it like this. If you gonna steal you gonna steal however if you stupid enough to get caught then that is all on you kid. But as of right now i really like it, or at least i better grow to like it because i'm gonna be there for a while.

GROW THE FUCK UP BITCH

OK LIKE FOR REAL, THERE ARE JUST SOME PEOPLE THAT JUST NEED TO LEARN TO GROW THE FUCK UP LIKE FAMILY MEMBERS "FRIENDS" EVEN BOYFRIENDS WHEN YOU HAVE THEM. IT'S LIKE NOBODY EVER WANTS TO TAKE BLAME FOR SHIT BUT WHEN IT COMES OUT IN THE WASH THEY WANT TO LOOK AT YOU LIKE YOUR FUCKING WRONG FOR COMING AT THEM LIKE THAT. TAKE FOR INSTANCE WHEN SOMEBODY IS TALKING CASH MONEY SHIT ABOUT YOU ON A SOCIAL UTILITY NETWORK LIKE MYSPACE OR FACEBOOK. YO!!!! ARE YOU FUCKIN SERIOUS WHO TALKS CASH MONEY SHIT ABOUT PEOPLE IN FUCKIN FACEBOOK. IF YOU GOTTA HIDE BEHIND YOUR WRITTING THEN YOUR A SCARED LITTLE BITCH WHO IS TOO FUCKING SCARED TO SAY IT TO THEIR MOTHER-FUCKIN FACE. PLAIN AND SIMPLE. THE ONLY REASON WHY I WRITE THE TRUTH LIKE THIS IS BECAUSE IF ANYBODY CAME TO ME AND ASKED ME SOMETHING I WOULD TELL THEM THE STRAIGHT-UP TRUTH. I WOULD'NT BULLSHIT IT, OR CANDY COAT IT FOR THEY ASS. AND FOR ALL THE FUCKIN RETARDS THAT WOULD SAY WELL IS'NT SHE TALKING SHIT ABOUT PEOPLE ON HERE. NO!!!!!!! IT'S THE TRUTH.

English 1020

Ok where do i begin. I like my English class i really do. However it feels like i really don't have anything to say in there anymore. Not because i don't think it's interesting but it's just i really don't have much to say about life in general anymore, maybe that is why my blogs are slipping just a tad and maybe i need to just stay to myself. It's like the only people i really talk to in there is kelvin, and Richard that's just about it. Not to say that i don't want to talk to anybody else because i would carry on a conversation with them. However catch me at around like 2 or 5 p.m. i will be ready to talk then. I just come in the class room everyday and try to get through what i gotta do for the day, like for real.

Time to myself

Lately i have been spending alot of time to myself. I have just been sorting out the important things, and what should come first, and what should be non-exsistant. For some reason i found it very important that i took like 5 days off from memphis. It felt like i was cramped and i could'nt breathe. It so much hate in this damn city, and everytime i turn around somebody got shot, stabbed, or something. So while i was back at my luxourious home of Knoxville, TN. I realized that like 80% of my friends were not actually my friends, and that most guys are'nt my friend they just wanna what they can get. Fortunatly ( i think i misspelled that) They are still waiting. So i vowed to myself that when i come back i will cut the unnessasary and love the immediate.

Andrew Couch

When we went to the interview about Andrew Couch. I though he was going to be like this vegetable and would have an extrememly hard time answering the questions that we asked him. However it was nothing like that he talked about how and why he began writing. The certain type of genere that he preferred writing and why he felt as if it were a part of him. He began writng as a poet and did not prefer a specific type of genre just whatever he felt like at the particular time. He said that his poetry begins with a mind or a mood. Most of his poety tends to be short, dramatic lyric. He said that poetry is an art of compression, and that most it should contain most accurate language, and precision should be used, when writting. Even though he does suffer from sever brain damage i still believe that he is extremely intelligent.

sick

Sick

For the past couple of days I have been feeling a little under the weather. Don’t rightly know exactly as to what it could be. All I know is that my stomach gets these weird, painful feelings at times, and sometime I’m really very hungry like on the point of starvation and at other times it’s like I can’t even fathom the sight of food. It all started last Monday at around noon I was going to class like I normally always do, then I notice that my stomach was beating like a snare. Then I said to myself maybe I’m just a little hungry, oh well I will get something to eat after class, but then my stomach wouldn’t allow me to go on being hungry. I found this rather odd that I was going to be late for class because of my hunger. I was always able to contain myself when it came to eating.
The next day the pain struck me in my sleep I felt as if I were going to throw up and I got extremely hot while lying in my bed. I too found this rather odd, because it is winter…who sweats in the winter?? So I began to drink more water and fluids I thought that perhaps maybe I could have just been a little dehydrated, but no it wasn’t that either. Well just yesterday I was talking to one of my friends about it. She said,” Well maybe your pregnant.” I said “What!!! No way”. “Well you’re showing all the possible signs”. night sweats, nauseous, hunger issues. ”Yes” she said you’re definitely pregnant. I said, “ “I can’t be pregnant”, “why do you say that”? She said. Without thinking I screamed out BECAUSE I’M NOT GETTING NO DICK. Out loud in the middle of the tiger den. Talk about embarrassed.

crash

Krystal Tamerra Gourley

English 1020

Sumner-Winter

Feb. 14, 2008

Crash

Crash is an interesting movie about the lives of about seven strangers. Who don’t know anything about each, however they come into contact with each other due to lives of crimes, sexual exploitation, and racism. The main moral of the story was, you never know what or who you will come across in life, so just be careful.
The main propaganda of the movie was that all of the characters had different lives, and that the lives of these various people all affected each other. When I saw this movie I asked myself, “How does this show any type of propaganda?” I just think it talks about life in general like of how people act in everyday life, and that everybody’s life is different. It kind of goes along with the saying that life is cruel and unfair, and this movie proves this statement as being true.

monster

Krystal Gourley

Sumner-Winter

English 1020

Feb. 12, 2008

MONSTER

When I first saw Monster I though to myself three basic concepts why is it that she decides to live her life in a state of prostitution? Why is it that she feels as if she needs to kill these men in order to seek revenge? Last but certainly not least what kind of propaganda does this represent?
The story monster talks about a woman by the name of Aileen who is a middle aged prostitute who really just wants to be loved by “that” special man. She searches in hopes of finding love though prostitution due to the fact that she is lonely, and feels that sex is her only way in finding any love. Throughout the movie she falls in love with a girl by the name of Shelby, and they both become lesbian lovers. Unfortunately one night Aileen is raped severely by a man to whom she did not agree to perform acts of falchion. Ever since then she began to sleep with men and then kill them afterwards. Her lover Shelby turns her into the police she was later executed on Oct. 2, 2002.
The only reasonable concept that I could possibly come up with is why Aileen subjected herself to highway prostitution. Personally if she wants to be loved that bad then she may need to start to live a clean life and stop the prostitution, and straighten up her priorities. Aileen was not in the least bit remotely physical attractive, and she didn’t care as to how people thought of her. Deep down inside she wanted to be pretty with manners and have a shot at love; however she was just too trifling to care.
When Aileen went on her killing spree that however caught my attention the most throughout the whole movie. Yes, I totally understand how she could have been mentally affected by the fact that she was raped. She could have reported the man that did this to her, then later on sought psychiatric help. Unfortunately she did not go about these situations in the right way. Maybe, she felt as if there was any man who would have picked up a prostitute. He was a ruthless dirty son of a bitch and did not deserve life. However that was not he decision to make.
The Propaganda? Well basically I thought that the main reason for this movie was to show individuals about the lives that people encounter every single day. Aileen was not one to have a “normal” life if you will. However she was her own man that lived a dangerous life of crime and suffering. Personally I think that we as individuals need to really know someone before we call somebody trash or a piece of shit because you never know exactly what someone has been through. Another main piece of propaganda was to show individuals that not only should you watch what you do, but look at the actions that could come from it, because living a dangerous life of crime is only going to put you in one of two places. Prison, or, six feet underground.

Nervous

English 1020

Sumner-Winter

Feb. 7, 2008

Nervous

I am extremely nervous for something this weekend. I really don’t want to say exactly what it is. I just can’t stop thinking about all the “what if’s”, but I guess that is normal when you nervous. Not only am I Nervous for the sake of what is happening this weekend I am also very nervous about my sociology class we have not had a test yet I that class, and the teacher is a very comical man however he is just not a good professor, And something tells me that the test that I am going to have in his class I just might not be ready for. The tests are all open book though, but he said that there was no way in the hell that we were going to pass that test unless we studied for it. However it is hard to study something that you don’t understand. I am also nervous about my political science class because he does not hand out study guides and each test is over six, yes six chapters, and I’m thinking how in the hell can you test us over six chapters and not give us a mother-fucking study guide… I was

Random #1

My roommate was talking to me earlier today and she is still a little a hesitant as to who she will vote for in tomarrows election. She feels as if she could possibly have a slight cold. She also told me talk about how i should talk about one of my ex's beat up a girlfriend of mine. Aparently there was a shooting at a high school today, and for some reason they are deciding to keep it on the "down-low". she also talked about she wanted to take her braids out by the 22nd or the 23rd so she could have a fresh hair cut for her man, ryan. She kinda regrets getting the braids in the first place.
She also wonders if her friend chris accepted her friend request on facebook. She also said that she was going to ask him about a certain scar that he has on his head. Now she is counting up the games that we have to play. she thinks that we are going to loose of Feb. 13, 2008. Because we beat texas' ass. We are going to loose she says, we are going to loose. She currently heard a rumor that if we go to the final four classes will be cancelled. She is currently calling her friend Brittany, but she is sleep right now. I just noticed that she has in pearl earrings in her ears, but wait one of her friends just called her. Don't rightly know exactly who it is......wait it's Lauren.

Winston Quinn

In my doorm room sits Winston, a stuffed teddy bear that belongs to my roommate Timeikia Miller, Winston was given to her by her boyfriend Ryan, who currently serves in the National Guard. Winston was a valentines gift, he is currently one year old, going on two. He does'nt have much stuffing but my roommate talks about going and getting him stuffed. He is a cute little bear that has big brown eyes and a big brown smile. Whenever i look at him i think my stuffed animals that sitts on top of my bed.
I often find myself waking up at night looking at the clock, or going to the restroom and i look at Timekia's side of the room and there sits Winston. I see that my roommate really loves him a whole lot. I really think that Winston gives Timekia a sense of comfort which is a wonderful thing for her. If seems as if Winston could talk he would have alot to say about me, Timekia, and ect.
Now that i really look at Winston i just realized that he looks like the actor Allen Payne for some akward reason, or maybe i just need more contacts.

homelessness

Homelessness


The topic that I will be discussing is in this paper is homeless, and exactly why is the rate growing every year, and exactly what is being done about the spreading of this world wide epidemic. Mrs. Sumner-Winter gave us instruction that we had to pick a topic discussing some of the major issues that we as Americans face every single day whether it is bankruptcy, living wage, coalition, or homeless. There was something that we all could either relate to or show remote interest in. I happen to choose homelessness because I felt that as a young individual I need to become more aware of exactly how many of our fellow American are lying on the streets all day and all night, and why they call that home.
Whenever I think of the word home I think of a place filled with love, food, and good times. Not a cold concrete surface with stray animals walking around, and the sound of cars passing you by right in front of your face. Whenever I drive down the street and I happen to come across a homeless person the first thing that comes to mind is how in the hell did they get themselves into the position that they are currently in. What in their lives went so horrible wrong to where you have to eat out of a trash can and wear greasy clothes, with bugs running all over your body? I often wonder if they will ever see what I see, and make the decision to actually go out into society, and make something of themselves.
My Aunt had a friend by the name of Trisha who worked as employee as a teller at First Tennessee. While she worked as a teller, she was going through her second miscarriage, a horrible marriage, which six-weeks later was going to result in a divorce, and to top it all off she had filed for bankruptcy. She felt like she could not deal with the stress of life so she began to experiment with cocaine. She soon became and addicted, Trisha was not able to support her habit so she began prostituting, as a result of that she lost her house and her family Trisha living in a trap house for two years. Until she was found beaten and raped to death. So I guess you could say that Trisha basically bought it on herself.
That just goes to show that there are many reasons as to why people are homeless. I have a friend by the name of Ryan who was kicked out of his Catholic high school and his parents’ house due to the fact that he was gay. Technically you can not blame Ryan for anything because having a particular lifestyle should never result in a person not having a home or, being beat up at school. Where is Ryan now? Well I hope he is still alive.
Personally I believe that there should be more homeless shelters in every city. I think it should be mandatory to have no less than five homeless shelters in a city. However one thing I have noticed is that most homeless shelters are in the bad parts of neighborhoods tell me exactly as to why that is. I also believe EEOC should get their shit in order and make ways for more people to be eligible to apply for housing. I also do believe that every citizen who is able should get out and work for what they want. True enough I want more homeless shelters in cities but if you know for a matter of fact that you are able but just don’t want to. Then maybe you should stay where you at. I also believe that if people choose to live in homeless shelters then they must be clean of drugs, or any airborne disease. These homeless shelters should help individuals find jobs, and encourage others to want to get out into society and work, until they get on their own two feet. They should come equipped with social workers, psychiatric help, and Transportation.
I do believe that if all homeless shelters should take more pride in themselves, and should be kept up just like any other home should be. As far as those who are homeless you know what your capabile of more than anybody else does.

The George Lopez Show

Krystal Gourley
Sumner-Winter
English1020
Feb 1, 2008
The George Lopez Show

I would just like to take a few minutes to comment on The George Lopez Show. My personal feelings towards are inevitable. I absolutely hate that show I think it is stupid and pointless. I have watched 10 episodes and I did not find anything about those episodes in the least but funny. The father is a push-over who thinks that he has all the answers to everything but in actuality he is a spineless ameba. His wife is more concerned about looking good all the time and making sure that she always comes first in the family…fuck the kids it’s just all about her. George’s mother is a condescending asshole who needs to die. On the account of she is a miserable, old, geriatric, parasite that wants to make everybody around her as miserable as she is. In my opinion her character just needs to die off the show. The daughter only seeing hearts, stars, and horseshoes, clovers, and blue moons, pots of golden, rainbows, and red “fuckin” balloons…..enough said. The Neighbor is a nasty old pedophile that has a strong sex interest in George’s daughter. I just want the slap the horse piss out of him he disgust me in so many ways. That which finally brings me to the only character that I have a strong tolerance for which is George’s son. He rarely ever talks and when he does it is not nearly nowhere as stupid as the rest of them sound.

Superficial

Krystal Tamerra Gourley

English 1020

Sumner-Winter

January 25, 2008


Superficial

I don’t think that there is anything wrong with someone wanting to feel beautiful or even sexy. I also don’t think that there is anything wrong with a girl wearing something a little risqué to catch the attention of another woman or man. I don’t think that there is anything wrong with a woman getting pedicures, buying nice clothes, or even buying handbags that cost $500. I do however believe that if a woman wants to feel sexy then she should feel and be sexy. If someone where to read this they might believe that I may be somewhat superficial.
However I want you to tell me what is it about me that makes me superficial? Is it the fact that I bought polo boots when they first started to get hot here in Memphis? Or could it be that I wear MAC make-up that cost $30 for little glass tube of foundation. Could it be that I work at Express Clothing Store, or maybe because I couldn’t go a day knowing that my toes aren’t painted. Call it what you will but if you wanted to do or have something that makes you feel comfortable why not?
Who say that you’re superficial because you want the finer things in life and you have been blessed to receive those things. Now I will admit that there have been people in the past, present, and the future that have been frivolous with their money. But tell me what it that makes me superficial and not you is.

lOvE????

Krystal Tamerra Gourley
English1020
Sumner-Winter
January 25, 2008
Love with your mind
I personally believe that you love with you mind and not your heart. The reason as to why I say this is because you heart has nothing to do with how you love. The job of the heart is to circulate blood through out the various systems in your body. Your mind’s job however it to control how you think and how you perceive things. If something is attractive to you, then you mind will indicate that for you, not your heart.
If your heart thought for you then the world would be dangerous, and nobody would know what in the hell was going on the world would be over populated with peoples and disaster. Some people have said well it is your heart that tells you that you must love one another. I said umm no that is a fucked up concept that somebody has spoon fed you for the past 20 or 75 years. That concept is so overrated and incorrect.
Take for instance if I gave you plate full of spaghetti would you eat it???? Well yeah you would because it’s food and food is appealing to you because you mind has told you that food is good for you because it keeps you from starvation and it’s pleasing to the eye. However if I gave you plate of African Jumping Spiders would you eat it????? HELL NO!! Why? Because they are spiders and, spiders are gross and you know that they can make you sick and taste disgusting. Also they are not pleasing to the eye. Its all a mind thing when you really look at it.
So in conclusion if your Girlfriend breaks up with you and your sad. Pull yourself out of that mindset and move on to the best of you ability. It makes you so much mentally stronger, and you feel unstoppable once you’ve gotten through it. However nobody said it was going to be easy…..sorry.

Public Eye 2

Krystal Tamerra Gourley
English 1020
Sumner-Winter
January 25, 2008

Public eye

It’s funny how everybody expects you to be something your not, Change the way to act, look, eat, think, and perceive things. They say they do it to try to make you a better person, yeah right you try to change me to your liking. I have come to the conclusion that people are going to do whatever they damn well please, and you can talk until you black and blue in the face. At the end of the day they are still going to do what they want to and there isn’t anything that you can do about it. You can only hope and pray that they do the right thing.
Perfect example Brittany Spears, ok its obvious has gone off her rocker (that means crazy). However the media makes it seem like she is the only person that has lost their kids and went crazy. UGGGGGGG no that happens all the damn time. There are people on the news everyday who rape, beat, abandon their kids but you hear about them maybe one or two times. However Brittany Spears become hooked on drugs and all of a sudden she is all over the tabloids and in newspapers, and on MTV news. Quite frankly I am so fucking tired of hearing about her crazy ass. The only reason as to why they blow it up so big is because she is a celebrity. I guaran-fuckin-tee you that if she was a normal mother that still lived in Kentucky or whatever she is from. Nobody would care if she shaved off her hair and lost her kids. The biggest story on the news would be so dumb-ass Adolescent teenager who is anorexic, that takes naked pictures of her and posts them on the internet.

Hermit-Nerd

Krystal Tamerra Gourley

English 1020

Sumner-Winter

January 25, 2008


Hermit-Nerd

I personally believe that I, Krystal Tamerra Gourley am and will probably always be a hermit-nerd. I don’t really has too much of a social life and in a weird way I kind of pride myself on that. It’s just something that I am not really too ashamed of. I mean if I don’t have much of a social life then I don’t there is nothing that I can really do about it, except get more friends. In this essay I will be talking about my past week starting on January 20, 2008 to January 25, 2008 on a normal everyday basis.
Sunday, January 20, 2008 I woke up and proceeded to go to church but never made it. (sorry god), anyway I stayed at my sisters house for the rest of the day and we went to Babies R’ Us and I bought, a few baby novelties for my sister, then we shopped around at some more places when home ordered Chinese and fell asleep. Monday, January 21, I woke up and watched T.V. all day and went out to the mall then I went home and I fell asleep. Tuesday January 22, I woke up and went to all of my classes, came back to Richardson Towers which is where I reside, and I went to get something to eat, checked my e-mail, talked on the phone for about three or four hours then I went to sleep.
Wednesday, January, 23 I woke up and went to all of my classes with a horrible headache. Came home and saw a flier for a party entitled “Beauty and the Greek” which was being held at the Plush. I thought about going but I just noticed that I am a horrible dancer so I just put the flier on my desk and didn’t even think twice. I sat down and began to study my Political Science notes for about two hours. Then I went to go get something to eat. I came back home and watched some T.V. Then I went to go take a nap then I woke up and went to go get my pedicure, while receiving my pedicure I fell asleep. Soon afterward I soon found myself asleep in my dorm room. Thursday, January, 24 I woke up proceeded to go to class and I soon came back home studied my sociology and math. Three or four hours later I went to go get something to eat and I went to check my e-mails. I talked on the phone for about three or four hours. Then I went to go see my friend Stacia talked to her for about four hours then I went back to my room cursed out my sister and then I went to sleep.
Friday January 25, 2008 I woke up went to all my classes and then I went to get something to eat with my friend David Leyva. You guy may know him he is a Fraternity member of Lambda Chi Alpha (I think I said it wrong). Then I went to my room with my friend Tonnita. Then I went to Salsa night and sweated like a nigga at a clan rally. Came home and now I’m typing these papers.
So what do you think?

manifesto

Krystal Gourley
English 1020
Sumner-Winter
January 20, 2008
Manifesto

Manifesto- A public declaration of principles, policies, or intentions, especially of a political nature.
Manifesto can be measured in an ineitable amount of ways, depending on the person. Many people can believe in many different types of principles, and intentions. Many people, including me has a manifesto built upon religion. However everybody does not believe in the trinity. So therefore I have decided to write my essay on three different types of manifestos that I personally believe in. I believe that fellow man should be treated with respect. Very similar to the old proverb. “do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” Evil strikes back (karma), and finally how a name is everything.
People demand and deserve respect, for the most part. Nobody should be treated unkindly, and no one should be cruel. If everybody understood that basic concept then we wouldn’t have jails, insane asylmns, or the death penality. Some people say that respect is gained. I too am one of those people who feel that respect should be earned. It’s sad to say that the world would be a great place if people were not here to destroy it. It seems like nobody respects anything today. Every time I turn on the news someone get killed or kidnapped or something else that is barbaric. The world just doesn’t have too much room for respect, and that does something to me personally. Parents don’t even respect their kids today. Abortion and adoption are both at an all time high, and it seems like nobody even cares. Respect is a small word with a huge meaning. People don’t even respect themselves today. Teenage suicide is also at an all time high, simply because people can not love themselves enough to save themselves.
I too believe that Evil has it’s own way in striking back. Or in simpler terms “Karma”. Whenever evil deeds are performed I strongly believe that evil deeds are returned. Nobody has license to hurt or confuse other people just for the sake of doing it. People kill and steal everyday just to say that they did, or just to prove to themselves how manly or womanly they are. The funny thing is, people do obscene things everyday and think that nobody sees what they do. It doesn’t matter if you go 30,000,000 miles away from where you are, to do only god knows what. Whatever you do stays with you, and it tears up your morals. That is if you even have any. Believe it or not there are some people who could go out here, rape and kill a three year old little girl or boy and not think anything of it. However everybody always has something coming to them.
Finally I believe that a name is everything. No matter how much money you posses, or what you look like. People will talk about you until the day you die. However you should not give them a reason to even do so, unless they are heartless. Take for instance myself. I am pretty much a hermit-nerd who believes that I should always have my priorities in order such as: religion, family, school, and friends. (Not in order). Anything other than those things are not too important to me, because I know that they will always be there and they will never go away, but for someone to call me a whore or a hoe would be a complete and total lie because I am one to not one to be big on sex or sexual activity. Truth be told I am still a virgin and that is something that I value everyday when I wake up and even when I go to bed at night. Many people think that I am obnoxious, rude, crazy and a down-right bitch. However the people that say those things have never sat down and had an educated conversation with me. They just assume or was fed some bad information. Many people think that I am hilarious, smart, beautiful, and humble, and those people have sat down with me and have had an educated conversation with me.
In conclusion my manifesto is very diverse, and I couldn’t just be based on one thing, due to the fact that I believe in many different things that revolve around my world, so in a way all of these interesting beliefs make up my manifesto. I live by these principles everyday, in order to make me a better person.