<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:50:06.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writer's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-5059199210037208790</id><published>2007-08-16T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T15:49:06.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Final Farewell!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just today, as I was reminscing about all I've done this summer, I thought to myself &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"hoooly cow! Time flew right by! Has it really been a year already?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today is my last day at Douglas College and, as you can probably tell, I'm having a pretty hard time accepting it; it feels like I started school just yesterday. During my time at Douglas, I learned quite a bit about myself. I discovered my interests (Philosophy, English, Teaching), acquired some valuable life long lessons, and even made future plans. To me, school is so much more than an "educational facility"; it's a way to find yourself. Thus, I'm excited to continue school, move on to the next chapter in my life, and discover what lies ahead of me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tutoring was also a very rewarding experience. I got to meet so many awesome people, help students out, and really make a difference in people's lives. &lt;strong&gt;There's something so fulfilling about knowing that you've helped someone out&lt;/strong&gt;; I think it's what we, as humas, aim for in life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wish you all the best of luck in the future and leave you with this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Try not to become a man of success. Rather become a man of value"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Take care!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-5059199210037208790?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/5059199210037208790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=5059199210037208790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/5059199210037208790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/5059199210037208790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/08/final-farewell.html' title='A Final Farewell!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-6199003043463695392</id><published>2007-08-09T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T10:56:52.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Keys to a Successful Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RrtVSDmrbrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xHmpzFb0K1E/s1600-h/timemachine.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096761171993390770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RrtVSDmrbrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xHmpzFb0K1E/s320/timemachine.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Photo courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acetheinterview.com/images/timemachine.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;http://www.acetheinterview.com/images/timemachine.gif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Why is it the word&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "interview"&lt;/span&gt; can always leave people shaking in their boots? For some reason, when interview time rolls around the corner, many of us find ourselves in this situation. For me, personally, such a feeling usually seems to go away halfway through the interview; still, I always wished there were ways to &lt;strong&gt;cure my anxiety beforehand&lt;/strong&gt;. Fortunately, I came across a website that outlines how to better prepare yourself so that an interview will run along smoothly. Here were some of the helpful tips that were offered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Be prepared and confident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Write down and practice possible interview questions beforehand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Don't talk too much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Be enthusiastic and positive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Make eye contact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Dress to impress&lt;/strong&gt; (and to make you feel confident!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Bring up a weakness&lt;/strong&gt; [this helps you set a goal for yourself]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Don't be afraid to ask the employer questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Show you are listening attentively&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Face the feedback&lt;/strong&gt; [you may hear upsetting feedback from your interviewer, but just use this positively and take note of what you can do differently next time]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There were other tips as well, but I found these ones the most important. For more tips on how to succeed in job interviews, please visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.interviewtips.org/job-interview-tips/job-interview-tips-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://www.interviewtips.org/job-interview-tips/job-interview-tips-1.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One of the things I liked most about this website was the fact that they also included what not to do during an interview. Here's what they had to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Don't give a weak handshake&lt;/strong&gt; [this tells the employer that you are uninterested or lack confidence]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Don't talk negatively about past employers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Don't use 'verbal ticks' such as "umm," "like," and "you know"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Don't ask about vacation time, benefits, or salary during the first interview&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Overall, I think the keys to a successful interview are summed up in 'to do' tip number one: be prepared and confident. If you're prepared, the employer will see your organizational skills and abilities to work diligently; if you're confident, he or she will see that you are not afraid of a challenge and will do whatever it takes to get the job done. Together, I believe these two ingredients can create a recipe for employment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you usually do [or try not to do] during an interview?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-6199003043463695392?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/6199003043463695392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=6199003043463695392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/6199003043463695392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/6199003043463695392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/08/keys-to-successful-interview.html' title='The Keys to a Successful Interview'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RrtVSDmrbrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xHmpzFb0K1E/s72-c/timemachine.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-5652312410369984142</id><published>2007-08-02T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T15:32:01.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May the Summer Begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RrJbWTmrbqI/AAAAAAAAACs/IHFPTHFQJZs/s1600-h/summerschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094234567287205538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RrJbWTmrbqI/AAAAAAAAACs/IHFPTHFQJZs/s320/summerschool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yesterday (Wednesday August 1st) was probably one of the most &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exhilarating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; days of my life. Yep, you guessed it. It was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of summer classes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RrJavDmrbpI/AAAAAAAAACk/5Na_1vWUzyY/s1600-h/summerschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ironically, I don't regret taking summer courses. Whenever I told people I was in school for the summer, they just looked at me and said, "Are you serious?" However, I think going to school in the summer was a &lt;strong&gt;pretty wise idea&lt;/strong&gt; for several reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would have been pretty bored if I wasn't in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; All my friends were working full time, so I wouldn't have gotten a chance to hang out with them anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) I'm all caught up now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Going to school gave me the chance to keep up with my 30 credit-per-year plans so I can graduate on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) I feel like I accomplished something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Even some of my friends admitted they couldn't wait to go back to school in the fall; they were all getting bored and feeling "purposeless." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) It will be easier to get back into "school mode" in the fall.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If I were playing and working all summer, it would be pretty difficult to give that up and start school again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) I met some pretty interesting people along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I made new friends and we all got through the semester together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Of course, a part of me wishes I could work full-time all summer and save up some of that so-called "money" I've been hearing so much about. On the other hand, someone once said to me, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You have your whole life to work, don't worry so much about that right now." &lt;/span&gt;I guess you can't really put a price on education, can you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;picture courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gothamgazette.com/graphics/fc.2003.07.28.big.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://www.gothamgazette.com/graphics/fc.2003.07.28.big.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-5652312410369984142?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/5652312410369984142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=5652312410369984142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/5652312410369984142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/5652312410369984142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/08/may-summer-begin.html' title='May the Summer Begin!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RrJbWTmrbqI/AAAAAAAAACs/IHFPTHFQJZs/s72-c/summerschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-2708018354612621758</id><published>2007-07-26T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T13:01:07.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Sweet School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/Rqj9MzmrboI/AAAAAAAAACc/kEQdgIM1FNA/s1600-h/boystudy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091597775195041410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/Rqj9MzmrboI/AAAAAAAAACc/kEQdgIM1FNA/s320/boystudy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Picture courtesy of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://academic.cuesta.edu/acasupp/as/images/boystudy.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://academic.cuesta.edu/acasupp/as/images/boystudy.gif&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just last night as I was making dinner, a lady called from the School Board and asked if she could survey me. I normally don't do phone surveys, but since it was for educational purposes, I reconsidered. As she was asking me questions, I began to really think about my answers. She started asking me whether I thought high school gave me a better idea of what I wanted as a career and if it provided me with "lifelong skills." I agreed with the lifelong skills tidbit, but not so much the former.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When she asked why, I told her that many of the subjects I discovered I was interested in, such as Philosophy and Archaeology, are not offered in high school. I understand that there are perfectly legitimate reasons for this (there is a shortage of teachers, too much money will be spent on wages, etc.), but I feel that schools are capable of further helping students plan out their career paths. So far, I've spent one year trying to figure out my career plans and yet, I'm still not sure what I want. Indeed, one of the main purposes of post-secondary is to show students their options; however, I believe that highschools can do more to help minimize the time students spend planning out their career paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Here are some of my recommendations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Provide a better variety of classes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Usually, high schools only offer one or two classes per field. They should aim to provide a better selection of classes so students may discover their interests more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Encourage seminars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Many colleges and universities send representatives to high schools to persuade students to apply to their institutes. I think these post-secondary institutions should also provoke professors and students of various departments to travel to highschools to explain the fields they are in and what kinds of things they teach/learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instigate a better work experience program&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. At my high school, I had no idea what was available to me in terms of work placement opportunities. I think teachers should create a questionnaire of some sort that determines a student's interests and matches them with an appropriate work place that corresponds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think these could work? What are your recommendations?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-2708018354612621758?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/2708018354612621758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=2708018354612621758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/2708018354612621758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/2708018354612621758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/07/school-sweet-school.html' title='School Sweet School'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/Rqj9MzmrboI/AAAAAAAAACc/kEQdgIM1FNA/s72-c/boystudy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-8335406605304974067</id><published>2007-07-19T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T15:06:17.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions &amp; Tigers &amp; Ligers -Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/Rp_bJG1KzOI/AAAAAAAAACU/xLCuO5QZPKM/s1600-h/liger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089027053450874082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/Rp_bJG1KzOI/AAAAAAAAACU/xLCuO5QZPKM/s320/liger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;For some reason, I've been hearing fascinating information about animals recently. First, I heard about that frozen mammoth (the one I was talking about in the post before this), then my Philosophy teacher was telling my class about &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;apes and how a team of scientists are now fighting for "ape" rights. Apparently, these scientists believe that apes have the same capabilities as humans because they, too, can communicate with other apes and humans. They&lt;/span&gt; also believe they have the same capacities for emotions. Thus, the scientists are trying to pursuade others into believing that &lt;strong&gt;apes can actually fit into our everyday society as do humans&lt;/strong&gt;. My teacher told us there was a video about this; once I find out what it's called, I'll let you know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;photo courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://animalradio.com/Liger.321.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://animalradio.com/Liger.321.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I already found the ape thing pretty interesting, then, just now, I heard about a new species of animals called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'ligers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' Ligers are the offspring of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tiger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (as shown in the above picture). This was a total suprise to me; I've never heard about them before! So, of course, I let my curiosity get the best of me and decided to do some research. As it turns out, there's another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;species of animals that a lion and a tiger can produce: a &lt;strong&gt;tigon&lt;/strong&gt;! According to Wikipedia, when a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;male lion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;female tiger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mate, they breed ligers; when a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;female lion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;male tiger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mate, they breed tigons. Pretty cool, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I hope you like the colour scheme! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-8335406605304974067?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/8335406605304974067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=8335406605304974067' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/8335406605304974067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/8335406605304974067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/07/lions-tigers-ligers-oh-my.html' title='Lions &amp; Tigers &amp; Ligers -Oh My!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/Rp_bJG1KzOI/AAAAAAAAACU/xLCuO5QZPKM/s72-c/liger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-7749499283354884554</id><published>2007-07-12T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T15:54:22.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mammoth Alert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RpausG1KzNI/AAAAAAAAACM/S33R_30I3Eo/s1600-h/mammoth.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086444901932649682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RpausG1KzNI/AAAAAAAAACM/S33R_30I3Eo/s400/mammoth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday I read one of the coolest articles ever and, amazingly, it had nothing to do with protesters or celebrities re-entering rehabilitation facilities. Instead, it unfolded a story about the discovery of a frozen baby mammoth in Northern Siberia. The mammoth was said to be only 6 months old when he died, but the carcass is apparently between 10,000 and 40,000 years old! Sure, discoveries like these are made quite frequently, but how often is an ancient animal found almost completely intact? Hardly ever. Apparently the the body was kept in immaculate condition due to the protective shields of permafrost. However, although the mammoth's "trunk and eyes [are] virtually intact and [there's] even some fur remaining," the mammoth was missing two things: his ear and his tail (which were most likely "bitten off" by another animal). &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;According to scientists, this discovery will help researchers understand the climage change over the past centuries. The baby mammoth is currently being shipped over to Japan for further studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinktentacle.com/2007/07/frozen-baby-mammoth-headed-to-japan/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;http://www.pinktentacle.com/2007/07/frozen-baby-mammoth-headed-to-japan/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isn't that absolutely fascinating? I always found issues like that astounding, especially when it comes to dinosaurs. Lucky for me, I'm taking a course about dinosaurs next semester (I can't wait!). Maybe one day they'll uncover the body of a dinosaur; one can only hope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,288975,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,288975,00.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-7749499283354884554?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/7749499283354884554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=7749499283354884554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/7749499283354884554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/7749499283354884554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/07/mammoth-alert.html' title='Mammoth Alert!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RpausG1KzNI/AAAAAAAAACM/S33R_30I3Eo/s72-c/mammoth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-3121258004297446181</id><published>2007-07-05T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T15:59:34.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transit Etiquette</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Usually I'm not the one to complain or get annoyed easily, but lately I've been noticely a &lt;strong&gt;lack of courtesy and respect from passengers using public transit.&lt;/strong&gt; Just this morning I encountered a very hostile young man (probably in his late 20's or early 30's) on the skytrain while commuting to work. I'm not exactly sure what happened to make him uneasy, but let me tell you, he was not a happy camper. I think it was because he and another fellow (probably in his mid 40's) had previously argued about who took who's seat. At least, I think that's what they were fighting about. But anyways, the two men parted and took a seat in different areas; the other fellow sat in the middle and Hostile Man sat in the far end of the skytrain, just across from me. Suddenly, Hostile Man began ranting and raving to himself for a good 10 minutes, using vulgar, obscene, and highly inappropriate language.  Now don't get me wrong, swearing I can handle, but I've never heard someone publicly rant as atrociously as Hostile Man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As I looked around the skytrain, I noticed all the passengers tense up in discomfort. Finally, Hostile Man's stop was next, so he got up (still ranting) and waited by the doors. Then (this is the fun part), he decided to use me as his catharsis pole. Next thing I know, Hostile Man is rudely directing his offensive murmurs towards me; he even started making personal attacks, commenting on my "Little Miss Trouble" t-shirt and reciting things I never want to be repeated again. So what did I do, you may ask? Nothing. What could I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, you see, I direct my point to all you choleric crazies out there:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When taking public transit, please have some respect for the people around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mind you, I'm not just talking about unbecoming verbal manners, I'm talking about physical manners too. Here are a few courtesy guidelines that I think would make the transit environment better if followed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Remove your backpack.&lt;/span&gt; No one likes to get getting knocked over by a backpack when someone turns around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) Give up your seats to the elderly&lt;/span&gt;. This one is just common courtesy; it's simply a matter of respecting your elders. Plus, don't you feel bad when senior citizens who can barely walk come onto the skytrain and there's no seats available for them? (That's right, I'm using the guilt trip!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Don't talk so loud on your cell.&lt;/span&gt; Let's face it; sometimes we really really really need to talk on the phone. That's fine, but remember that there's other people around you who really don't want to hear about how Amanda's in a dilemma because she can't find her red pumps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) Don't take up too seats unless you absolutely have to.&lt;/span&gt; Does your jacket really need its own chair? Didn't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) Watch where you're going.&lt;/span&gt; We all have places to be and things to do, but rushing will only get you to wherever you want to go a few seconds sooner and anger the people around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thanks for listening to me vent; I found this very soothing. And I didn't mean to sound cold or mean or anything like that; I just have a dream that the world could be a happy place for everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-3121258004297446181?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/3121258004297446181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=3121258004297446181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3121258004297446181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3121258004297446181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/07/transit-etiquette.html' title='Transit Etiquette'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-453025008754509846</id><published>2007-07-03T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T12:41:30.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's in You to Give</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RoqhO9_amkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/x7a51ywCQUQ/s1600-h/how_much_blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083052407971813954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RoqhO9_amkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/x7a51ywCQUQ/s320/how_much_blood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In a recent poll, 52% of Canadians said that, in the past, they or a family member have needed blood for medical reasons. It is estimated that nearly &lt;strong&gt;every minute&lt;/strong&gt; someone in Canada is in need of a blood donation. The graph to the right shows how many units of blood are needed for various surgeries. Keep in mind that blood donors are allowed to give a maximum of half a litre of blood when donating and that one unit (as displayed in the graph) is only equal to a cup (450 mL). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo courtesy of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloodservices.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.bloodservices.ca/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I, myself, have not yet donated. However, I do plan to attend one of the blood drives this week. So how did I get into this, you may ask? Actually, it was the simple word-of-mouth phenomena that encouraged me to donate blood. My friend had been doing it for a few years now, and when she told me about the statistics, I couldn't just say &lt;strong&gt;"oh, that's too bad"&lt;/strong&gt; and do nothing about it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldn't just let it go if I knew I could help&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I think that's one of the biggest problems in today's society: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so many people claim they would help if they knew how.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Well, now you know, so there's no excuse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;However, there are certain rules and regulations for donating blood; they don't accept just anyone. In order to be eligible, you must:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be atleast 110 lbs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be between 17 and 71 years old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pass a hemoglobin test that determines whether your blood has enough iron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pass a screening test comprised of a series of health-related questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;They will not accept applicants who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have had dental treatment (fillings, extractions, cleaning, restoration, etc.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have a cold, flu or sore throat at the time they donate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have any recent body piercings or tattoos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For more information on the guidelines and how you can go about donating, please visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloodservices.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;http://www.bloodservices.ca/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sure, a needle may be scary, but such fear is nothing compared to what patients and their families feel when they are told there is not enough donated blood available to perform their operations. Plus, knowing that you've helped save a life is probably one the most satisfying feelings you can get. There's no better time to get involved and give back to the community than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RIGHT NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-453025008754509846?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/453025008754509846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=453025008754509846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/453025008754509846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/453025008754509846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-in-you-to-give.html' title='It&apos;s in You to Give'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RoqhO9_amkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/x7a51ywCQUQ/s72-c/how_much_blood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-5566890445637858519</id><published>2007-06-28T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T12:12:28.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time's Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RoQAcN_amjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/japq6CqvMz0/s1600-h/test.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081186764372744754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RoQAcN_amjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/japq6CqvMz0/s320/test.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;photo courtesy of www.sctechsystem.com/tctc/Math110/Test%20T3.gif&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Okay guys, bags and books away. I don't want to see anything on your desk other than a pen and pencil."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Since I studied throughout the week and spent all day Sunday with my nose in my books, I wasn't too nervous about my Philosophy test (worth 30% of my mark, may I add!). Instead, I casually flipped over the test and took a look at the questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This isn't too bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,"&lt;/span&gt; I thought. "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember studying all this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;However, what I didn't realize was &lt;strong&gt;how fast time flies&lt;/strong&gt; when you're concentrating. As it turns out, I spent &lt;strong&gt;too much time&lt;/strong&gt; focusing on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;short answer questions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;struggled&lt;/strong&gt; to finish the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; essay questions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on time. Although my teacher pre-warned us to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"spend only a couple minutes"&lt;/span&gt; on each short answer question, I didn't feel I could do just that. Instead, I felt I had to throughly explain each of my answers and, for me, doing so meant writing a paragraph for each question. I failed to consider that the short answer questions were only worth 2 marks each and the essay questions were worth 10. Luckily, I finished in the knick of time. However, I felt I could have managed my time a lot better. So afterwards, I came up with strategies on how to prevent situations like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Read over the entire test before you begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This will help you understand what types of questions you will be answering and which ones you should spend the most time on. Also, since you've taken a look at the questions, ideas/answers may pop into mind as you write the test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Make notes on the side of each question&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Not only will it help you remember what you want to say, it will also help you to organize your thoughts and come up with more ideas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3)&lt;strong&gt; Move on.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you don't understand a question or just don't know the answer, skip it. Come back to it later when you have time, for the time you waste looking at a question you don't know the answer to could be time spent answering a question you do know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you'd like to read more about test-taking strategies, you can refer to the following Douglas College online handout: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.douglas.bc.ca/services/learning-centre/pdf/rs/RS7_31_Essay_Exam_Taking_Strategy.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.douglas.bc.ca/services/learning-centre/pdf/rs/RS7_31_Essay_Exam_Taking_Strategy.pdf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What test-taking strategies do &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;use?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-5566890445637858519?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/5566890445637858519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=5566890445637858519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/5566890445637858519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/5566890445637858519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/06/times-up.html' title='Time&apos;s Up!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RoQAcN_amjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/japq6CqvMz0/s72-c/test.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-4252525360954867895</id><published>2007-06-14T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T11:41:58.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Before You Drink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RnGhVHD0yVI/AAAAAAAAABs/PIKSLla4gGI/s1600-h/madd_sign0805a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076015639067674962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RnGhVHD0yVI/AAAAAAAAABs/PIKSLla4gGI/s320/madd_sign0805a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(photo courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ballwin.mo.us/police_info.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;http://www.ballwin.mo.us/police_info.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Just yesterday I found out someone I knew got into a serious, life threatening accident. He wasn't a good friend of mine, but we went to the same parties and knew the same people, so I saw him around often. He was only &lt;strong&gt;17 years old&lt;/strong&gt; and went out to celebrate the last day of 11th grade with his friends at Barnet Beach late Tuesday night. It was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raining&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that night and he had been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;drinking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. On top of that, he was riding his &lt;strong&gt;motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt; on the Barnet highway to get back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Somehow, he lost control of his motorcycle and sped off the highway, crashing to ground. The police later found him unconscious in a nearby bush. Soon after he was put on life support in the intensive-care unit at Royal Columbian Hospital and was to have numerous surgeries. Unfortunately, he passed away this afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;For the full story please go to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/theprovince/news/story.html?id=090eb19d-ef5c-4f99-aa90-245d6ab0d53a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;http://www.canada.com/theprovince/news/story.html?id=090eb19d-ef5c-4f99-aa90-245d6ab0d53a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;My question is, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;how many more accidents will it take for people to stop drinking and driving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;For some reason, some have the mindset that they are &lt;em&gt;'invincible'&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; 'good drivers'&lt;/em&gt; when they're drunk. Some even claim they drink and drive because they &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"don't want to pay for a cab."&lt;/span&gt; I don't know about you, but I'd pay any amount to save a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Statistics show that vehicle accidents are the No. 1 killer of youth aged 13 to 21. If we know this, why don't we stop it? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do we really want to be a part of this statistic? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;A few months ago, another two of my friends got into a car accident while intoxicated. Afterwards, they were in debt by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$30,000&lt;/span&gt; and managed to walk away from the accident with only a broken arm and some cuts. If you saw the pictures of the accident, the fact that they survived would have seemed like a miracle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Luckily, they learned from this horrific experience. Now, they are both extremely cautious drivers and make sure they have a safe ride home if they're drinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;However, it shouldn't take a car accident for people to realize the dangers of drinking and driving. We should be carefully planning out our trips and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;organizing safe rides home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleeping over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if we aren't completely sober. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;And contrary to the popular belief, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this could happen to you&lt;/span&gt; if you're not careful. So please, be a responsible driver and consider your own safety and the safety of others on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Rest in Peace Elliott Harty-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-4252525360954867895?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/4252525360954867895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=4252525360954867895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/4252525360954867895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/4252525360954867895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/06/think-before-you-drink.html' title='Think Before You Drink'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RnGhVHD0yVI/AAAAAAAAABs/PIKSLla4gGI/s72-c/madd_sign0805a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-388167873583902471</id><published>2007-06-07T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T15:57:37.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Wonder-ful World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RmiFynD0yUI/AAAAAAAAABk/d3NgEUI487E/s1600-h/eiffel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073452084757842242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RmiFynD0yUI/AAAAAAAAABk/d3NgEUI487E/s320/eiffel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ever wonder which countries get the most visitors each year? According to statistics, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most popular destination in the world, raking in a whopping &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;76.7 million&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; visitors a year! Several other countries follow close behind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51.7 million visitors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41.9 million visitors &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Italy &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39.8 million visitors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36.8 million visitors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(statistics derived from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?The-Most-Popular-Travel-Destinations-In-The-World&amp;id=140398"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://ezinearticles.com/?The-Most-Popular-Travel-Destinations-In-The-World&amp;amp;id=140398&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(picture courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visitingdc.com/images/eiffel-tower-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.visitingdc.com/images/eiffel-tower-picture.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now, I'm sure those places are nice and everything -and believe me, I'd love to see them- but right now, I've got my eyes set on good 'ole &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ελλάδα,"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; better known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Greece."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A few days ago, I came across a program that allows you to study AND live in Greece for an &lt;em&gt;entire&lt;/em&gt; semester. Can you &lt;em&gt;imagine&lt;/em&gt; going to &lt;strong&gt;Athens&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Olympia&lt;/strong&gt;, and visiting &lt;strong&gt;Aristotle&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthplace in &lt;strong&gt;Stageira&lt;/strong&gt;, then going to the beautiful &lt;strong&gt;beaches&lt;/strong&gt; and eating &lt;strong&gt;Souvlaki&lt;/strong&gt; and -okay, I think you get the picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ever since I started my &lt;strong&gt;Philosophy&lt;/strong&gt; course &lt;em&gt;(Values &amp; Contemporary Issues),&lt;/em&gt; I've been practically obsessed with the subject -yeah, I know, I'm a philosophy nerd. I just love how it relates to aspects that affect your everyday life: &lt;em&gt;decision-making, morals and values&lt;/em&gt;. It really makes you think, too. My teacher always gives our class scenarios that make me wonder "Hmm... What would I do in that situation?" Pretty soon, I wouldn't be surprised if I found myself thinking "What would &lt;strong&gt;Aristotle&lt;/strong&gt; do?" As embarassing as it is, I think I could actually see it happening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But anyhow, back to the studying abroad program....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Apparently, there are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; courses we would be required to attend while in Greece: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;History 306-4: &lt;strong&gt;Reading Byzantium: Elements of History in Text&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Humanities 385-4: &lt;strong&gt;The Presence of the Past: Greek Literature &amp;amp; Culture &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;History 307-4 ST: &lt;strong&gt;The World of Homer: Tradition &amp;amp; History &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sounds pretty interesting, doesn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever studied abroad? If not, where would you like to go?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-388167873583902471?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/388167873583902471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=388167873583902471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/388167873583902471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/388167873583902471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-wonder-ful-world.html' title='What a Wonder-ful World'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RmiFynD0yUI/AAAAAAAAABk/d3NgEUI487E/s72-c/eiffel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-3890372528344938764</id><published>2007-05-29T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:33:31.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soy Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/Rlx9pdKOevI/AAAAAAAAABc/c4te3AfRbHA/s1600-h/soy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070065431667964658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/Rlx9pdKOevI/AAAAAAAAABc/c4te3AfRbHA/s320/soy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ever since I diagnosed myself as &lt;em&gt;"lactose intolerant"&lt;/em&gt; four years ago, I've been trying to include &lt;strong&gt;soy&lt;/strong&gt; into my diet as much as possible. Soy milk is the best way to go because you can use it for practically anything that requires milk: &lt;em&gt;cereal, sauces, coffee&lt;/em&gt; etc. And if you're not a fan of regular soy milk, you can try out &lt;strong&gt;vanilla&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;chocolate&lt;/strong&gt; (although I'm not really a big fan of them). When I first tried soy milk, I'll admit, I really really really didn't like it. I think this is because I was told it tastes like cow's milk when, in actuality, It tastes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like it. However, now I'd prefer soy milk over cow's milk anyday! If you find you just can't seem to get into the habit of drinking soy milk, you can also try eating &lt;em&gt;soybeans, tofu, or soy yogurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Studies show that having &lt;strong&gt;25 grams&lt;/strong&gt; of soy protein in your diet can reduce your cholesterol level and even prevent &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart disease.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It can also help protect you against &lt;em&gt;breast, colon, lung, and prostate cancer, osteoporosis, and kidney disease.&lt;/em&gt; Nowadays, many people choose soy milk over cow's milk, even if they aren't allergic. This is because, compared to cow's milk, soy milk has &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no lactose or&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;synthetic hormones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and contains &lt;strong&gt;only vegetable proteins&lt;/strong&gt;. Thus, it's also an excellent alternative for vegetarians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;However, after reading an article about the dangers of soy, I'm beginning to get a bit skeptical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Apparently soy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-contains &lt;strong&gt;phytic acid&lt;/strong&gt; which stops your body from absorbing calcium, magnesium, copper, iron and zinc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-contains&lt;strong&gt; aluminum&lt;/strong&gt; (who would have thought!) which may jeopardize your nervous system and kidneys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-contains &lt;strong&gt;phytoestrogens &lt;/strong&gt;which may potentially cause infertility and promote breast cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-increases the body's requirement for &lt;strong&gt;Vitamin B12 analogs&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Vitamin D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[to read more about the disadvantages of soy, go to: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soyonlineservice.co.nz/03summary.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.soyonlineservice.co.nz/03summary.htm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So, right now, I'm torn between the two! I'm not really sure which side to believe, but I'd like to believe soy is beneficial because I really don't want to stop drinking it. Without my soy, I'd be lost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And now, for your enjoyment, some &lt;em&gt;interesting facts&lt;/em&gt; on soy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) &lt;/strong&gt;Soy was first used as a food during the late Chou dynasty (1134-246 BC), only after the Chinese learned to ferment soy beans to make foods like tempeh, natto and tamari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; A recent study found that women with the highest levels of estrogen in their blood had the lowest levels of cognitive function; In Japanese Americans tofu consumption in mid-life is associated with the occurrence of Alzheimer’s disease in later life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt;Numerous animal studies show that soy foods cause infertility in animals. Soy consumption enhances hair growth in middle-aged men, indicating lowered testosterone levels. Japanese housewives feed tofu to their husbands frequently when they want to reduce his virility&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Who would have ever thought that soy would be&lt;em&gt; this&lt;/em&gt; effective! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;a soy supporter?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-3890372528344938764?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/3890372528344938764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=3890372528344938764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3890372528344938764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3890372528344938764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/05/soy-trouble.html' title='Soy Trouble'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/Rlx9pdKOevI/AAAAAAAAABc/c4te3AfRbHA/s72-c/soy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-168483638057928911</id><published>2007-05-24T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:54:28.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dazed and Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt; I've done it &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;. Just when I thought I had all the answers I find myself back at square one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Oh, you're probably wondering what I'm talking about, aren't you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, just the other day I officially broke a world record: it has now been the &lt;strong&gt;1,254th&lt;/strong&gt; time I've &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;changed my mind about my career path&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Over the years I've patiently deliberated about what I want to do with my life and, over time, came up with a few answers:  Marketing, Criminology, Dental Hygiene, Teaching, Journalism, Editing, Psychology, Media Arts, Acting -you get the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You'd think that after all this contemplating I'd be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;frustrated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; annoyed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, right? Amazingly, I'm actually the complete opposite. That's right; I'm &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; I've changed my mind so many times. I figure if I find out what I want as a career afterwards, I won't be a happy camper. I know of many people who went to school, got their degrees, and started their jobs. Sounds peachy, doesn't it? Well, it definitely would have been if it wasn't for the fact that they really &lt;strong&gt;didn't like&lt;/strong&gt; their jobs and decided to go back to school. This is why I'm glad I'm doing the hair-pulling, teeth-grinding decision making now. I'm okay with making mistakes, but that seems like too much schooling to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, what have I decided this time? I'm thinking something along the lines of &lt;strong&gt;Philosophy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;teaching&lt;/strong&gt;. I discovered that Philosophy is something I really enjoy, and that teaching isn't as scary as I thought it was. Tutoring has definitely given me a new perspective on the education field. I've learned so much and feel eager to learn more. It's amazing how satisfying it is to help people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not only am I deciding what I want career-wise, I'm coming to terms with what I want to do with my life in general. I know that I want to &lt;strong&gt;travel&lt;/strong&gt; sometime during the 4 years I'm working towards my degree. I think this would be the perfect time to do it because I want to start career-hunting right after I'm done school and, if I do that, I may not have the time to travel. Some places I'd absolutely love to see are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Australia, Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;India&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I'm really set on visiting the &lt;em&gt;rainforests, pyramids, temples&lt;/em&gt; and different forms of &lt;em&gt;architecture&lt;/em&gt;. Gosh, I'm getting all excited just by talking about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Those are all the plans I came up with so far, but I'm sure I'll come back with some more to talk about sometime soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are your life goals?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-168483638057928911?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/168483638057928911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=168483638057928911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/168483638057928911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/168483638057928911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/05/dazed-and-confused.html' title='Dazed and Confused'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-4389697677619395201</id><published>2007-05-22T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T12:37:38.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RlNGH9KOeuI/AAAAAAAAABU/NPCG-cUKClc/s1600-h/sleep.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067471108212423394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="246" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RlNGH9KOeuI/AAAAAAAAABU/NPCG-cUKClc/s320/sleep.gif" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RlNGDNKOetI/AAAAAAAAABM/0KRxpr1iGgU/s1600-h/se_person.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067471026608044754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="186" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RlNGDNKOetI/AAAAAAAAABM/0KRxpr1iGgU/s320/se_person.gif" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Okay, either I'm suffering from an &lt;strong&gt;unrecalled back injury&lt;/strong&gt; or, simply put, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just getting old&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (If the latter is the case, then I won't be looking forward to my birthday next week!) Fortunately, I'm pretty sure Arthritis is out of the question for a 19 year old. Whatever the case may be, I hope the pain decides to take a vacation sometime soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Although I'm not exactly sure what is causing my back to rebel, I have a feeling it has something to do with &lt;strong&gt;the way I sleep&lt;/strong&gt;. Either that, or I spend too much time &lt;strong&gt;huddled over my keyboard&lt;/strong&gt; on MSN Messenger. However, MayoClinic.com insists that, for many cases, the causes for back pain are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; obvious. They also claim that four out of five adults suffer from back pain at least once in their lives -&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apparently, certain conditions may cause back pain as well:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Herniated Disk -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when disk material presses on a nerve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sciatica-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when a herniated disk impinges on the sciatic nerve causing sharp, shooting pain through the buttocks and back of the leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spinal Stenosis -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when the space around the spinal cord and nerve roots narrows due to arthritis and bone overgrowth. This can press or pinch a nerve.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spondylosis - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a type of arthritis affecting the spine. It is due to the degenerative changes in the spine that often come with aging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Spondylolisthesis - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when one vertebra in the spinal column slips forward over another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are also the more serious cases:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cauda equina syndrome -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a serious neurological problem causing weakness in the legs, numbness in the "saddle" or groin area, and loss of bowel or bladder control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cancer in the spine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; tumor on the spine can press on a nerve causing back pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Infection of the spine&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If a feer and a tender, warm area accompany back pain, the cause could be an infection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Injury &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Damage to the bones, ligaments, or muscles of the back can cause severe pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Luckily, one can do many things to prevent such injuries: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exercise, build muscle strength and flexibility, quit smoking, maintain a healthy weight, stand smart, lift smart, sleep smart&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;sit smart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(You can read more about back pain&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;prevention at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayoclinic.com/health/back-pain/DS00171/DSECTION=6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://mayoclinic.com/health/back-pain/DS00171/DSECTION=6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Taking care of your back is probably the most important thing you can do. Remember, you've only got one spine, so take care of it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For more information on back pain/ injuries, please visit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayoclinic.com/health/back-pain/DS00171"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://mayoclinic.com/health/back-pain/DS00171&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-4389697677619395201?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/4389697677619395201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=4389697677619395201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/4389697677619395201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/4389697677619395201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-attack.html' title='Back Attack'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_94PFLdDqFEs/RlNGH9KOeuI/AAAAAAAAABU/NPCG-cUKClc/s72-c/sleep.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-4394506125111175439</id><published>2007-05-17T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T09:54:48.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's IN for the Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hi everyone and welcome back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know,&lt;/span&gt; I really thought going to school in the summer would be a complete disaster. However, this is my first summer going to school and, it turns out, I actually &lt;strong&gt;like&lt;/strong&gt; it a lot better than taking classes in the Fall or Winter! I think it's because the summer sun makes everyone so relaxed -even if you are in school. Or maybe it's because I really like the classes I'm taking &lt;em&gt;(Psychology, Philosophy &amp; Communications).&lt;/em&gt; Or it could be because I know there's an alternative for all us pasties who are staying indoors for a good fraction of the summer: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunless tanning lotion. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Although I'm currently enjoying school (nope, not even exaggerating!), I know my view will soon change directions. After all, I'm not Wonder W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oman; I get tempted to put down the books and lie in the sun like a potato every once in a while too, you know! This is why I've decided to make a &lt;strong&gt;written&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;schedule&lt;/strong&gt; for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Usually, I have a bad habit of thinking I have a supernaturally brilliant memory and, thus, attempt to organize and store my entire schedule in my head. However, I now realize that I'm just a wee bit more forgetful (okay, a LOT more!) than I had originally thought. So, not only will this schedule of mine keep me motivated, it will help me to remember my 'to do' list more easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know there are so many of you out there who are thinking, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"umm big deal, I write up a schedule all the time in my AGENDA PLANNER."&lt;/span&gt; And yes, you're right; It &lt;strong&gt;ISN'T&lt;/strong&gt; a hard thing to do. Well, for most of us anyways. I tend to use my planner at the beginning of the semester then slowly drift away from it; so, for me, using a planner is kind of tough to keep up with. However, I know this is a skill I'll use when I'm older and it's something I'll have to develop sooner or later... so I might as well start sooner, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you do to stay organized and focused?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-4394506125111175439?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/4394506125111175439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=4394506125111175439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/4394506125111175439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/4394506125111175439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/05/schools-in-for-summer.html' title='School&apos;s IN for the Summer'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-4099356660484320223</id><published>2007-04-10T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T17:15:21.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is Quietly Approaching!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Since the school semester is finally coming to an end, I've decided to write you all a farewell blog entry. Not to worry, I'll be back after a few weeks of lazing around in the beautiful sunshine!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A few hours ago I wrote my&lt;strong&gt; LAST&lt;/strong&gt; exam for one of the courses I was taking. It was probably the biggest relief of my life considering I wasn't too fond of the subject. Mind you, I was proud of myself for sticking to it and &lt;strong&gt;not quitting&lt;/strong&gt; midway. Now, I have to prepare for upcoming finals :S Thankfully, I lucked out. My last final is on April 18th; everyone else I know has exams until the next week after that. Unfortunately, I guess that means all my friends will be hermitting when I'm wanting to go to the beach :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;However, after my few weeks of doing absolutely nothing are up, I probably won't even have much time to think about the beach anymore. Summer is supposed to mean &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;going to the beach everyday and eating ice cream 24/7 &lt;/span&gt;right? It was only a few days ago I realized that this 'fact' is no longer in effect and has indeed been left behind with childhood. This summer is my first summer being an actual adult; between work and school, I'll be busy &lt;strong&gt;5 days a week&lt;/strong&gt;. Conversely, I don't look at this as a bad thing. I remember being 16 years old and doing the same old things everyday in the summer: eating, going to the beach and tanning. With all this repetition, I ended up getting &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; bored. Thus, working and going to school merely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gives me something to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aside from this working and schooling business, I'm hoping to travel in the summer as well. I get the biggest thrill from leaving town and exploring different cities. Eventually, I want to travel to Egypt, Asia and Africa and backpack around Europe. My family is from Italy and, ironically, I still haven't been there yet! Hopefully I'll be able to go to their hometowns sometime soon and meet all the famous Pasquales and Marias I've heard so much about!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, that's it for now. I hope you all have a terrific summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Until next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-4099356660484320223?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/4099356660484320223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=4099356660484320223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/4099356660484320223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/4099356660484320223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/04/summer-is-quietly-approaching.html' title='Summer is Quietly Approaching!'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-7653693014536572480</id><published>2007-04-03T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T16:34:49.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kangaroo Shoes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Apparently kangaroos play a bigger role in our lives than we thought. Kangaroo skin is said to be used for &lt;strong&gt;bags, purses, wallets, jackets, shoes&lt;/strong&gt; and even &lt;strong&gt;sporting goods&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autralia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the mastermind behind kangaroo skinning, exports approximately &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 million&lt;/span&gt; kangaroo skins (a value of &lt;strong&gt;$17 million dollars&lt;/strong&gt;) to &lt;strong&gt;Europe&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;U.S.&lt;/strong&gt; each year and collects about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$200 million dollars&lt;/span&gt; in profits-imagine that! Buying and selling kangaroo products is legal in every American state except &lt;strong&gt;California,&lt;/strong&gt; who has also banned &lt;em&gt;crocodile, ocelot&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;polar bear&lt;/em&gt; products. What is even more suprising, is that the most popular footwear brands (even the ones I wear!) use kangaroo skins: &lt;strong&gt;Adidas, Nike&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Puma.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Adidas &lt;/strong&gt;was even sued by Vegetarians International Voices for Animals in 2003 for importing kangaroo-skinned shoes into California.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And, believe it or not, kangaroos are even found in our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;Russia,&lt;/strong&gt; for example, uses kangaroo meat in their &lt;strong&gt;sausages&lt;/strong&gt; because it is leaner and cheaper than beef. Even our pets eat the Australian animal; kangaroos are often used for &lt;strong&gt;cat and dog foods&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you know kangaroos are this common? Will you continue to support the skinning of kangaroos by buying kangaroo-based products?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sources say that even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;David Beckham&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has opposed the killing of innocent kangaroos and has stopped wearing &lt;strong&gt;Adidas cleats&lt;/strong&gt; to show his disapproval. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For more information on this topic, go to: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2162857/?nav=navoa"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.slate.com/id/2162857/?nav=navoa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-7653693014536572480?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/7653693014536572480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=7653693014536572480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/7653693014536572480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/7653693014536572480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/04/kangaroo-shoes.html' title='Kangaroo Shoes?'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-3723183218714536784</id><published>2007-04-02T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T10:24:21.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Lesson #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As you all know, my first guitar lesson was last Thursday. How did it go?&lt;strong&gt; Pretty darn well&lt;/strong&gt;. Can't really say if I'm a natural quite yet though; I only learned how to tune my guitar so far. However, I'm really really really glad we're taking baby steps in this class. I was so worried that everyone was going to be &lt;strong&gt;miles ahead&lt;/strong&gt; of me, but it turned out we were all on the same page. On top of that, the teacher is really nice too. It's easy to see he has a passion for playing the guitar, and this makes the class even more enjoyable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;During the first few minutes of class, we went down the line and explained why we wanted to start playing the guitar. Here's pretty much how it went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy #1:&lt;/strong&gt; "Well, I pretty much just want to play the guitar because it looks cool. Plus, I'll finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;know how to do something!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl #2:&lt;/strong&gt; "My two favourite songs are played by guitar. This was pretty much my inspiration to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;play, and I'm really interested in learning other songs as well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl #3:&lt;/strong&gt; "I got this guitar as a present 3 years ago; its been sitting in my closet ever since. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;figured it would only be fair to take it out for a test drive instead of letting it lay around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;collecting dust."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was actually surprised by some of these answers! And yes, I know what you're probably wondering: "What was Alyssa's reason for playing the guitar?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've pretty much always wanted to play an instrument, but never got further than playing the recorder in grade 3. I'm also very passionate about music; I sing, dance and writing songs practically everyday. Then, when I went to Montreal about a month ago, I met a girl who played the guitar, sung and wrote her own songs. She even sang &lt;strong&gt;Lauryn Hill's&lt;/strong&gt; version of "Can't Take My Eyes Off of You." It was at this very instant that a little light bulb went on in my head. &lt;em&gt;I can do this,&lt;/em&gt; I thought. Plus, I couldn't think of a single thing that was holding me back. Time goes by fast, so might as well do what we want while we still can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Usually, I lose motivation and give up quite easily. But, after a month, I was still really eager to play the guitar. I had tried to sign up for lessons about a week after my trip, but the class was full so I was put on the waiting list. &lt;em&gt;Wasn't meant to be&lt;/em&gt;, I thought. Then, about a week ago, I got a call saying that someone had dropped the class! I'm a strong believer that everything happens for a reason, and I definitely think this was a sign to join the class. So, I did. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;One thing I learned after high school was to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;take chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I suddenly had an epiphany that time was going by so fast and I had to make the best of life. I remember seeing a little 7th grader walking down the street in his &lt;strong&gt;"Class of '07"&lt;/strong&gt; shirt and thinking to myself, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"No way, it's been 6 years since I graduated elementary school? It seems like it was just yesterday!"&lt;/span&gt; Ever since my high school graduation I've been planning out my priorities for the next few years: &lt;strong&gt;school, travelling, and music&lt;/strong&gt;. I figure I don't have much to lose and, on top of this, I'm the type of person that gets driven nuts when I don't take chances and end up spending the rest of my years wondering what could have been. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So, for now, I'll leave you with this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carpe Diem! (Seize the day!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-3723183218714536784?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/3723183218714536784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=3723183218714536784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3723183218714536784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3723183218714536784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/04/guitar-lesson-1.html' title='Guitar Lesson #1'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-318015708110390609</id><published>2007-03-27T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T17:01:42.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music to My Ears :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have some very exciting news!&lt;/span&gt; I'm not sure if you remember, but a while back, I mentioned how I wanted to take &lt;em&gt;guitar lessons&lt;/em&gt;. Ever since then, I've been trying to teach myself some chords. However, I only got as far as learning 3 notes. I figured this was enough of a reason for me to swallow my pride and sign up for lessons... so I did! My first class is on Thursday and I'm just a wee bit nervous (but oh so excited)!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thinking about playing the guitar brought my attention to a very important issue: &lt;strong&gt;I haven't written a blog entry about music yet&lt;/strong&gt;! :-O Having said this, here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Way way waaaay back in the day I used to be a huge fan of Sharon, Lois, and Bram. Remember them? They were the ones who sang "Peanut Butter and Jelly." I can't imagine how much I must have driven my parents up a wall just listening to this song! I think I still might have their cassette! Then there was also that occasional Barney song -but I won't get into that (I'd rather spare myself the embarassment!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Shortly after that, when I was about eight-ish, I started developing an obsession with &lt;strong&gt;Bryan Adams&lt;/strong&gt;. I remember I even got the chance to meet his parents; they were so sweet! His mom even gave me a book about him (I'm surprised I didn't frame it). Then, a few short years later, I became one of those pathetic preteens who bought those ridiculous platform shoes and knew every word to every Spicegirls song. I even got a Scary Spice barbie for Christmas (I still have it :-D).  Ironically, they were even a part of the saddest day of my childhood life: the day the Spicegirls concert sold out. After that, I convinced myself that I was going to camp outside of GM Place and wait for them to come out of the arena. Mom and Dad, however, didn't seem too impressed with this idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I became that girl who thought she was so cool because she listened to Rap and R&amp;B and knew all the lyrics to each and every song. I think I even tried to have a rap battle once (won't get into that one either). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;However, things began to change once I got a job at &lt;strong&gt;HMV&lt;/strong&gt; in grade 11. I was forced to listen to different types of music and, eventually, discovered my love for all types of music! I realized that I enjoy listening to each genre of music at different times: if I was upset, I'd listen to Punk; if I was happy, I'd listen to Rock; if I was sad, I'd listen to R&amp;B; if I was energetic, I'd listen to Rap. Usually, this seemed to do the trick. After all, a man once said, "Music is what feelings sound like."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I still listen to all sorts of music. However, my absolute favourite artist of all time is &lt;strong&gt;Lauryn Hill&lt;/strong&gt;. I've never listened to an album and loved all the songs before until I listened to "The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill." Her voice is so smooth and unique, and the fact that she sings with so much soul definitely sets her aside from other artists. She's been due for another album for quite some time now, but unfortunately complications with her record label have put this project on hiatus. Although, she is featured on latest Joss Stone album "Introducing." I'll have to take a listen to that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-318015708110390609?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/318015708110390609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=318015708110390609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/318015708110390609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/318015708110390609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/03/music-to-my-ears.html' title='Music to My Ears :-)'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-8841754664816179167</id><published>2007-03-21T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T19:19:38.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Read or Not to Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes, it's true; I admit it. I actually&lt;em&gt; like&lt;/em&gt; to read! Although, I haven't read a really good book in quite some time now, mainly because I've been so consumed with textbooks lately. If you're looking for a good book to read, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oprah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; seems to be a reputable source to rely on. One year, she dubbed &lt;em&gt;Leo Tolstoy's&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;/strong&gt; as the best book choice of the year. After that show aired, I went out and bought a copy (I'm such a sucker! But it's not my fault! Oprah's a good advertiser :P). Now, I haven't exactly gotten the chance to read it yet (Don't frown upon me! That book is THICK) , but I hear it's an awesome book. Below are Oprah's top 9 suggestions for books to read this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;White Oleander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Janet Fitch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"White Oleander is an unforgettable story of mothers and daughters, burgeoning sexuality, the redemptive powers of art, and the unstoppable force of the emergent self. Written with exquisite beauty and grace, this is a compelling debut by an author poised to join the ranks of today's most gifted novelists. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Poisonwood Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Barbara Kingsolver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"The Poisonwood Bible tells the story of an evangelical Baptist minister who takes his wife, four daughters and his mission from a small town in Georgia to the Belgian Congo in 1959. It is a move that will have unspeakable tragic consequences for the Price family as they confront the unstoppable forces of nature, hubris, and history."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Know This Much is True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Wally Lamb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Born in the waning moments of 1949 and the opening minutes of 1950, the twins Dominick and Thomas are physical mirror images who grow into separate yet connected entities. From childhood, Dominick, fights for both separation and wholeness—and ultimately self-protection—in a house of fear and mystery. To save himself, Dominick must confront not only the pain of his past but the dark secrets he has locked deep within himself and the sins of his ancestors—a quest that will lead him beyond the confines of his blue-collar New England town to the volcanic foothills of Sicily's Mount Etna."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where the Heart Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Billie Letts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Where the Heart Is puts a human face on the look-alike trailer parks and malls of America's small towns. It will make you believe in the strength of friendship, the goodness of down-to-earth people, and the healing power of love. And it will make you laugh and cry...every step of the way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5)&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;She's Come Undone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Wally Lamb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"She's Come Undone is a deeply affecting, often hilarious novel that centers around one of the most extraordinary characters in recent American fiction: wisecracking, ever-vulnerable Dolores Price, whose life we follow through her fortieth year. When we first meet Dolores in 1956, she is four years old, innocently unaware that the delivery of a television set will launch her tumultuous personal odyssey. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fall on Your Knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Ann-Marie MacDonald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Moving from Cape Breton Island to the bleak landscape of World War I and the emerging jazz scene in New York City, this epic tale tells the story of four unforgettable sisters. This is a story of inescapable family bonds, of terrible secrets, of miracles, murder, passion and forbidden love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We Were the Mulvaneys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Joyce Carol Oates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"The Mulvaneys are blessed by all that makes life sweet—a hardworking father, a loving mother, three fine sons and a bright, pretty daughter. They are confident in their love for each other and their position in the rural community of Mt. Ephraim, New York. But something happens on Valentine's Day, 1976: an incident that is hushed up in the town and never spoken of in the Mulvaney home. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stolen Lives: Twenty Years in a Desert Jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Malika Oufkir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Stolen Lives is a shocking true story of resilience in the face of extreme deprivation and of the courage and humor with which one family faced their tormented fate."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cane River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Lalita Tademy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"This is history never before told. Lalita Tademy brings to life four vivid and remarkable generations of African-American women from her family's past, beginning in slavery, sweeping through the Civil War, and into the pre-Civil Rights South."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And for those of you who haven't checked out the Douglas book sale in the concourse at the New Westminster campus, I strongly urge you to go! They have some awesome books at reasonable prices. Might as well start stocking up now, I know I will!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/obc/summer/obc_summer_main.jhtml"&gt;http://www.oprah.com/obc/summer/obc_summer_main.jhtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-8841754664816179167?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/8841754664816179167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=8841754664816179167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/8841754664816179167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/8841754664816179167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-read-or-not-to-read.html' title='To Read or Not to Read'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-3622509297005922786</id><published>2007-03-16T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:11:42.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cold: for Better or for Worse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's pretty much a common rule to stay home from school when you're feeling utterly and miserably sick, but, sometimes, people abuse this rule a little too much. I, too, am guilty of such a crime. When I was little, I remember I would always use any teeny tiny signs of being sick as an excuse to stay home. But I find I don't tend to use the whole, "my nose is runny" speech anymore.  Now, I find that those signs are actually an &lt;strong&gt;advantage&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The average person might say that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"being ill affects one's ability to concentrate and work hard."&lt;/span&gt; This may be true, but in my case, I find it does the exact opposite. When I'm 'suffering' from a cold or minor sickness of some sort, it actually &lt;strong&gt;helps me focus&lt;/strong&gt;. It's almost as if the fact that being sick is a drawback serves as a &lt;strong&gt;motivation&lt;/strong&gt; for me; since I know I have a disadvantage, I'm willing to &lt;strong&gt;try harder&lt;/strong&gt;. Although, if I'm REALLY sick, I tend to have a motivation to &lt;em&gt;sleep&lt;/em&gt; [but I've never fallen asleep in class... ever, I swear! ;) ]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's been almost two weeks that I've been sick, and quite frankly, I'm getting a little annoyed! Sure, it helps me out in school and everything, but this little bug is just refusing to check out! Fortunately, my symptoms seem to be gradually disappearing, so maybe I won't be sick for much longer (hopefully!) . And what's worse, I can't even turn to my regular dosage of chocolate for comfort since I gave it up for lent. Although, I'm rather proud of myself for not touching the stuff! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s. Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-3622509297005922786?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/3622509297005922786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=3622509297005922786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3622509297005922786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3622509297005922786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/03/cold-for-better-or-for-worse.html' title='The Cold: for Better or for Worse?'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-6275747948072233910</id><published>2007-03-13T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T16:40:31.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Prices: Maybe We're Not Paying So Much Here in Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You're cruisin' halfway down to Granville Island when you suddenly realize that you've run out of gas. You pull over to the nearest Petro Canada gas station to find yourself rolling your eyes at the latest gas price &lt;strong&gt;102.9&lt;/strong&gt; . What you don't realize is, gas prices have just shot up within only a couple of weeks in the United States. So, maybe we're not the ones who have it that bad after all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In the past month, gasoline prices shot up &lt;strong&gt;33 &lt;/strong&gt;cents per gallon in the U.S. and are said to be climbing even higher in the next few weeks. However, &lt;em&gt;California&lt;/em&gt; takes the crown in this competition, having the &lt;strong&gt;highest&lt;/strong&gt; fuel rates in the country. The district has prices set to a whopping &lt;strong&gt;$3.09&lt;/strong&gt; a gallon; &lt;em&gt;San Francisco&lt;/em&gt;, in particular, has its prices hiked up to &lt;strong&gt;$3.25&lt;/strong&gt;. It was only &lt;em&gt;a month ago&lt;/em&gt; that the average price of gasoline per gallon was set at &lt;strong&gt;$2.21&lt;/strong&gt;, whereas &lt;em&gt;yesterday&lt;/em&gt;, the prices were raised to &lt;strong&gt;$2.54&lt;/strong&gt; . Because of the sudden price increase, even small car owners are getting frustrated because it used to cost only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"$30 for a little car."&lt;/span&gt; Minivan salesmen are feeling the pressure as well, &lt;em&gt;for no one wants to buy an automobile that guzzles gas&lt;/em&gt; like there's no tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Information gathered from: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/03/12/AR2007031200869.html?nav=rss_business"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/03/12/AR2007031200869.html?nav=rss_business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If any of you Vancouverites are interested in our city's gasoline prices, the most recent report is as follows:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(**Note** These prices are in effect as of today, Tuesday March 13th)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lowest Regular Gas Prices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*98.4*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Petro Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[David &amp; Johnson (W/ Citi Petro M/C Discount)]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*99.4*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Costco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[Ottawa &amp;amp; Nicola Lougheed]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*100.9* &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tempo&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Broadway &amp; Renfrew]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Highest Regular Gas Prices&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*110.9*&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Mohawk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Fraser Highway &amp;amp; 158 St]&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Esso&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[Grandview Hwy &amp; Rupert, Broadway &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; Nanaimo, King George &amp; 104]&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Chevron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; [Renfrew &amp;amp; Grandview Hwy, King &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;George &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; 128th St, King George &amp;amp; 102, King George Hwy &amp; 102nd Ave],&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Shell&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[108 &amp;amp; 135A &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;St],&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Husky&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[108th &amp;amp; 132 st]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final thought:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You see, this is where the electric car would come in handy. If they were still around, we wouldn't have to worry about gas prices, would we? I say "BRING BACK BATTERIES!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-6275747948072233910?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/6275747948072233910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=6275747948072233910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/6275747948072233910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/6275747948072233910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/03/gas-prices-maybe-were-not-paying-so.html' title='Gas Prices: Maybe We&apos;re Not Paying So Much Here in Canada'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-5317132194847645246</id><published>2007-03-12T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T15:44:07.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga: What's the Big Fuss About?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everytime I bring up exercise in a conversation, &lt;strong&gt;Yoga&lt;/strong&gt; always seems to pop up one way or another. I've always wanted to do Yoga, but I just "haven't gotten around to it yet," I guess you could say. I hear it's one of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;best things you could do for your body&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and it can drastically help &lt;strong&gt;reduce stress&lt;/strong&gt;. With school, work, homework and extra curricular activities to juggle, I'm thinking Yoga may just do the trick! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For those of you who are interested, here's some background information about the exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yoga first originated in India and was primarily a source of &lt;strong&gt;Hindu philosophy&lt;/strong&gt;. Many use Yoga as a form of &lt;strong&gt;alternative medicine&lt;/strong&gt; which focuses on &lt;em&gt;relaxation&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;meditation&lt;/em&gt;; those who practice the activity are dubbed &lt;strong&gt;yogi, yogin&lt;/strong&gt; (masculine) and &lt;strong&gt;yogini &lt;/strong&gt;(feminine) &lt;em&gt;[&lt;-- I love the sound of that!].&lt;/em&gt; There are many ancient Hindu scriptures that outline the basis of Yoga: the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Upanishads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bhagavad Gita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yoga Sutras of Patanjali&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hatha Yoga Pradipika&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and several others. Since the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Bhagavad Gita'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was written (&lt;em&gt;somewhere between 500 and 50 BCE&lt;/em&gt;), Yoga has been categorized under &lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; main classes: &lt;strong&gt;Karma Yoga&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Jnana Yoga, Bhakti Yoga&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Raja Yoga&lt;/strong&gt;. The word '&lt;em&gt;Yoga&lt;/em&gt;' itself comes from the Proto - Indo - European word '&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yugam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;' which means to "&lt;em&gt;join&lt;/em&gt;" or "&lt;em&gt;unite&lt;/em&gt;." Some of the effects of Yoga are said to include &lt;em&gt;stress reduction, circulation and flexibility&lt;/em&gt;. Pretty cool, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So why is Yoga so popular then&lt;/strong&gt;? My guess is because almost all diseases are stress-related; therefore, practicing Yoga may &lt;strong&gt;prevent sickenesses&lt;/strong&gt; and help &lt;strong&gt;heal one spiritually&lt;/strong&gt; and, in the long run, &lt;strong&gt;physically&lt;/strong&gt;. One of the things I love about this idea is the fact that its a type of relaxation therapy that &lt;strong&gt;doesn't involve prescription drugs&lt;/strong&gt;. Most of the time I hesistate to take prescription drugs, mainy because someone once told me that they &lt;em&gt;"fix one thing but hurt another."&lt;/em&gt; I'm not 100% sure about how true this is, but I don't want to take any chances!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you a regular yogin/yogini?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-5317132194847645246?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/5317132194847645246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=5317132194847645246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/5317132194847645246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/5317132194847645246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/03/yoga-whats-big-fuss-about.html' title='Yoga: What&apos;s the Big Fuss About?'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-8672647346146928861</id><published>2007-03-08T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:33:19.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV Show for Geico Cavemen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Apparently, the &lt;strong&gt;cavemen&lt;/strong&gt; on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geico&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;commercials are coming out with their own show! The sitcom is said to follow the cavemen as they &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"struggle with prejudice on a daily basis [and] strive to live the lives of normal thirty-somethings in 2007 Atlanta."&lt;/span&gt; The idea has conjured many skeptics who think the show has limited or &lt;strong&gt;no potential&lt;/strong&gt; to succeed. I, myself, highly doubt the show will be a hit. Sure, it might be funny or entertaining the first couple shows, but I can definitely see the idea &lt;strong&gt;getting old fast&lt;/strong&gt;. Although, I'm kind of looking forward to it (I can't help that I'm curious!) Do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; plan to watch the show? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Follow this link to view one of the Geico commercials &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=kVVSmnnqfvc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=kVVSmnnqfvc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; **&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Another issue I want to bring up is &lt;strong&gt;celebrity lenience&lt;/strong&gt;. Recently, Naomi Campbell was sentenced to &lt;strong&gt;FIVE DAYS&lt;/strong&gt; of community service and anger management classes after she &lt;strong&gt;hit&lt;/strong&gt; her housekeeper with her cell phone. Personally, I think Campbell is not being treated fairly at all. If a regular person was put in her shoes, the consequences for his/her actions would have been way more &lt;strong&gt;severe&lt;/strong&gt;. I also think that five days of cleaning floors in a municipal warehouse isn't going to justify her behaviour (Although, a supermodel washing floors is kind of an interesting sight!) On the other hand, the anger management courses are definitely a plus, assuming they will be beneficial. Hopefully everything will work out for the best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Click on the following link for the full story: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/6425581.stm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/6425581.stm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Are celebrities let off the hook &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-8672647346146928861?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/8672647346146928861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=8672647346146928861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/8672647346146928861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/8672647346146928861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/03/tv-show-for-geico-cavemen.html' title='TV Show for Geico Cavemen?'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-2921440295543869120</id><published>2007-03-06T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T18:57:34.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of Unfortunate Airport Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This weekend I packed up my bags and boarded a plane to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;beautiful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;city of &lt;strong&gt;Montreal.&lt;/strong&gt; Ironically enough, one of my friends was on the same plane as me! My flight took a stop in Toronto first, then headed to Montreal, and it seemed as though I brought the &lt;strong&gt;snow &lt;/strong&gt;everywhere I went. When I left Vancouver, it was snowing; when I arrived in Toronto, it was snowing; and only a couple hours after I landed in Montreal (yup, you guessed it), it started snowing! I wouldn't have minded the weather as much if only I brought some boots. But no, I wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; lucky! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The trip, altogether, was amazing though. I stayed with my friend in her dorm at &lt;strong&gt;McGill University&lt;/strong&gt;; even now I still fail to understand how anyone gets any work done around there! The constant music-blasting and yelling people make it nearly &lt;em&gt;impossible&lt;/em&gt; to concentrate. On the other hand, I guess everyone is pretty much used to it by now. My friend was an awesome tour guide; she had every minute of everyday planned out. We did a little shopping, a little movie-watching, a little clubbing and a LOT of eating! She took me to &lt;strong&gt;Indian&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Thai&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;Mexican&lt;/strong&gt; restaurants -all of which were incredible. I met some pretty amazing people at her residence, too. One guy there was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;phenomenal basketball player&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, one girl was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazy dancer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and another girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sung and played the guitar beautifully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. All of this talent had me so inspired! It also reminded me of my aspirations to play the guitar, and now I'm thinking about taking guitar lessons! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eventually, like all trips, it had to come to an end. However, I was very appreciative of the fact that we did &lt;strong&gt;so much&lt;/strong&gt; during such a &lt;strong&gt;short trip&lt;/strong&gt;. But I think saying goodbye was probably the hardest part. It's not easy when a close friend moves away and you don't get to see them as much, not to mention I was addicted to such an amazing city! So I squished everything into my suitcase and caught a cab to the airport. &lt;strong&gt;This, my friends, is where the fun begins.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As soon as I got the the Montreal Trudeau Airport, I knew there was going to be &lt;strong&gt;trouble&lt;/strong&gt;. The snowstorm that came a few days prior had all the flights out of Montreal &lt;strong&gt;delayed&lt;/strong&gt;. The fact that I went standby didn't help either. I went to the gate of the flight I was supposed to catch and realized the excessive bombardment of people waiting to get on. So, I asked the attendant at the gate if there was any chance of me getting on, and she told me that the flight was &lt;strong&gt;completely booked&lt;/strong&gt;. I got re-listed on the next flight out which was a half hour wait. Again, I went up to the counter and asked an airline employee whether I would have any chance at all of making the flight. He told me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"there are 100 people waiting to get on and you're near the bottom of the list. And if you don't make it on tonight, you have no chance making it tomorrow morning, either. Those flights look even worse. But you could always stick around and see what happens." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;GREAT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shortly after he announced that the plane was boarding, he began calling names to assign seats. After calling a long list of at least 50 names, he gave up. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Okay, let's just make this easier for everyone," he said. "How many of you are there?"&lt;/span&gt; He did a head count of 6 and gave us each seats on the last flight of the night. I couldn't believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'd think this would be the end, but no. Unfortunately, this flight only stopped in Toronto, and the next flight out to Vancouver from there left at 7 the next morning. I landed in Toronto at around 11:30 pm and began making calls to figure out what I should do from there (my phone bill is going to be a heavy one this month!). I decided it would be best to&lt;strong&gt; throw an all nighter&lt;/strong&gt; at the airport rather than get picked up by my cousin who lived only a half hour away. First off, it would have been a &lt;strong&gt;major inconvenience&lt;/strong&gt;. Second, by the time I got picked up, went to his house, slept, woke up, got ready, and drove back to the airport, &lt;strong&gt;it wouldn't have been worth it.&lt;/strong&gt; So I decided to join the rest of the slumbering passengers in the 24-hour area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The next morning, I waited to get called to board the 7 o'clock flight but, surprise-surprise, I didn't make it on. Once again, I got re-listed and made it onto the next flight that headed out at 8:30 am. Finally, I was on my way home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If there's two things I've learned from this entire experience, they would have to be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) People can do amazing things if they follow their dreams; wasted talent never got anyone anywhere.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Persistence DOES work! If I hadn't stuck around, I would still be in Montreal and probably wouldn't have made it home until Friday. (Although, that wouldn't have been all that bad!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. If you haven't been to Montreal, I strongly urge you to check it out one day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-2921440295543869120?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/2921440295543869120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=2921440295543869120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/2921440295543869120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/2921440295543869120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/03/unfortunate-airport-events.html' title='A Series of Unfortunate Airport Events'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-2614751165760796562</id><published>2007-02-26T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T11:57:06.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher Attacked Over Ipod?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know this post is only supposed to be about the fatalities of Ipods, but I'm going to have to talk about the &lt;strong&gt;Oscars&lt;/strong&gt; first (Sorry, I can't help myself!). Generally, I find award ceremonies boring. I figure you can always just find out who won after rather than suffer through a &lt;em&gt;long, yawn-worthy, boredom provoking show&lt;/em&gt;. Same thing, right? Well, I guess the only exception would be the 2002 awards show where &lt;strong&gt;Halle Berry&lt;/strong&gt; had a meltdown during her acceptance speech for Best Actress. THAT my friends, was&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; definitely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; worthwhile. (Here's a video to refresh your memory: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=AJca67gYFEY"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=AJca67gYFEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can't say I was too surprised with the winners. &lt;em&gt;Oprah&lt;/em&gt; was absolutely raving about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forest Whittaker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s performance in &lt;strong&gt;"The Last King of Scotland"&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jennifer Hudson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s role in &lt;strong&gt;"Dreamgirls,"&lt;/strong&gt; and, truth be told, &lt;em&gt;Oprah&lt;/em&gt; is usually right. Although I didn't particularly like &lt;strong&gt;"Dreamgirls"&lt;/strong&gt; (there was singing every 5 minutes), I do think the acting should be acknowledged. I'll admit, I was very skeptical about former American Idol &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jennifer Hudson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s approach as an actress, but she literally &lt;em&gt;blew me away&lt;/em&gt;, especially since it was her &lt;strong&gt;first time&lt;/strong&gt; appearing in a film.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;OKAY, back to music mishaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As I was reading articles on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiwibox.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;http://www.kiwibox.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; , I came across a story involving a &lt;strong&gt;student attacking a teacher&lt;/strong&gt;. Apparently, a 60-year-old math teacher in a Philadelphia high school was assaulted by two high school students after he &lt;strong&gt;confiscated an Ipod in class&lt;/strong&gt;. The teacher ended up suffering from a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;broken neck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;large gash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Honestly, I never thought people could become &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; barbaric, especially when it is a  universally known fact that using &lt;em&gt;music devices are prohibited during class&lt;/em&gt;. Not only that, the teacher was 60 years old! Mind you, the story makes the incident seem more violent than it actually was. Apparently the students '&lt;em&gt;pushed&lt;/em&gt;' the teacher in the hallway. I'm guessing they didn't know that the outcome would be so disastrous, but they should have still had some sort of &lt;strong&gt;respect&lt;/strong&gt;. Kids these days. So I beg of you, please don't take the phrase "&lt;em&gt;fight for your music&lt;/em&gt;" so literally. (For more on this story please visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbs11tv.com/education/local_story_055133713.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://cbs11tv.com/education/local_story_055133713.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;On a much happier note, I also came across a story about a 15 month old girl who &lt;strong&gt;found&lt;/strong&gt; $1,300 in a book! Apparently the child's babysitter bought the 25 cent book in a thrift store earlier that day. Talk about &lt;strong&gt;lucky&lt;/strong&gt;! Now she can go on a shopping spree of Barbies and playdough! I'm so jealous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That's it for now y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOODLES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-2614751165760796562?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/2614751165760796562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=2614751165760796562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/2614751165760796562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/2614751165760796562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/02/teacher-attacked-over-ipod.html' title='Teacher Attacked Over Ipod?'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-8526767046592773917</id><published>2007-02-20T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:49:03.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Killed the Electric Car?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I know what you're thinking: it must be Colonel Mustard in the library with a wrench! &lt;em&gt;Close, but not quite. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So, who did it? Who extinguished what could have been a major asset to society?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The answer: &lt;strong&gt;oil companies&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;automobile industry&lt;/strong&gt;, the&lt;strong&gt; government&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;California Air Resource Board&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;C.A.R.B&lt;/strong&gt;.) and even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the consumers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Q: I don't really remember the electric car. When were they first on the market?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: You may be surprised to know that the electric car was actually invented way back in 1834 by Thomas Davenport. Then, in 1930, the production of electric cars came to a halt shortly after Ford introducted gas-fuelled automobiles. Thirty-seven years after this, the Electric Auto Association was formed in hopes to resurrect the electric car from the grave. In 1996, General Motors launched a whole new electric car line and made them available for consumers to lease. In 2000, the vice-chairman of General Motors declared that all electric cars were to be converted into gasoline powered ones because "there [was] no particular need" to continue building battery operated cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Q: I don't get it. Wouldn't electric cars drastically eliminate polution? Why would anyone want to take them away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: In the United States, oil companies sell nearly 3 billion gallons of gasoline each week. If electric cars were to dominate the automobile industry, oil companies would flourish. Car companies would suffer as well, for they make most of their money by fixing and replacing engine parts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Q: Well if these cars were so amazing, how did consumers contribute to their disappearance? Wouldn't everyone want to buy one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: You'd think so, wouldn't you? In actuality, consumers were not strongly persuaded to purchase electric cars. This was mainly due to lack of awareness and the fact that the cars were limited in availability. Also, back then, gas prices weren't as ridiculous as they are now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Q: Are there any electric cars out there still?How can I help with the whole pollution thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A: Electric cars haven't been completely killed off. Some cars, such as Hybrids, are partially operated by battery. There are actually a few ways we can help eliminate pollution: plant a tree (they help clean the air), combine trips with your car, unpack any extra weight from your vehicle (this may reduce fuel usage by 1%!), and many others! For more tips on how to reduce emissions visit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.greenercars.com/drivinggreen.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.greenercars.com/drivinggreen.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;FINAL THOUGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I think it's deceiving how the media claims that there are no strong solutions for pollution when, in fact, someone has already thought of one. I also think it's a shame that people are so unaware of issues such as these and are too consumed with money and power to help solve such a serious problem. Fortunately, now you know and, believe it or not, knowing does make a difference. After all, "knowledge is power." We, as today's generation, have the power to change the future. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;More information regarding "Who Killed the Electric Car," may be found at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyclassics.com/whokilledtheelectriccar/electric.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://www.sonyclassics.com/whokilledtheelectriccar/electric.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-8526767046592773917?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/8526767046592773917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=8526767046592773917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/8526767046592773917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/8526767046592773917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/02/who-killed-electric-car.html' title='Who Killed the Electric Car?'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-7218307260785227730</id><published>2007-02-15T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T15:44:46.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wikipedia Banned from American College?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Apparently, &lt;em&gt;Middlebury College in Virginia&lt;/em&gt; has banned students from using the famous informational website '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,' claiming &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Wikipedia is not an acceptable citation, even though it may lead one to a citable source." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I completely agree&lt;/strong&gt; with this movement considering the information on the website isn't properly edited. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wikipedia allows random speculators to change the information without having the data confirmed by a second opinion.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;This most definitely puts students at risk for accumulating the wrong information. However, I can't say that I'm completely against it. After all, &lt;strong&gt;I've used it a few times myself&lt;/strong&gt;! Even though I have used the website before, I've &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; used the information for project research for school (honestly!). I think the website does help people to get the &lt;strong&gt;jist&lt;/strong&gt; of an idea, but the &lt;strong&gt;details&lt;/strong&gt; in the articles, on the other hand, are &lt;strong&gt;very misleading&lt;/strong&gt;. At first, I didn't know that the articles were vulnerable to incorrect editing, so I used the website to look up information that would feed my curiosity. As soon as I found out that the website was not such a good source after all, I stopped taking the information so seriously. So this is my warning to you: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;be careful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(For those of you who haven't visited the website and are curious as to what I'm babbling about, the website is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.wikipedia.org&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; use Wikipedia?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Information provided by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070213/ap_on_fe_st/wikipedia_ban;_ylt=ApzVgnEPOOWeWes.joDihpeek3Qf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070213/ap_on_fe_st/wikipedia_ban%3B_ylt%3DApzVgnEPOOWeWes.joDihpeek3Qf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-7218307260785227730?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/7218307260785227730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=7218307260785227730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/7218307260785227730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/7218307260785227730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/02/wikipedia-banned-from-american-college.html' title='Wikipedia Banned from American College?'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-433312559900675719</id><published>2007-02-14T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T15:45:18.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smartest Boy in India?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A few days ago, Oprah had an interesting topic for her show: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Amazing Kids."&lt;/span&gt; Now, the topic itself doesn't seem too intriguing, but the guests who came on the show most definitely were! There was one child in particular who caught my attention: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Akrit Jaswal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When Akrit was only&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;years old&lt;/span&gt;, he performed surgery on a girl around the same age as him! Not only that, this kid knew how to read when he was only &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 years old&lt;/span&gt;. A short while later he discovered he really liked reading Shakespeare and, amazingly enough, he actually &lt;strong&gt;understood&lt;/strong&gt; it! On top of that, he was reading various medical textbooks that a college student would find difficult to read ! By age &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;, Akrit started going to school and, a short while after this, he began &lt;strong&gt;teaching&lt;/strong&gt; English and Math classes. Doctors around his neighbourhood began to notice his talent when he was only 6 years old and allowed him to observe surgeries. Apparently, this guy has an IQ of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;146&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! (I wouldn't be surprised!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Akrit is currently 13 years old and in his &lt;strong&gt;second&lt;/strong&gt; year of college. He says that he wants to continue studying medicine and anatomy so that he may &lt;strong&gt;ease the pain of people around the world&lt;/strong&gt;. Aww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want to see video footage of Akrit, the following link has a clip of his interview on Oprah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/tows/pastshows/200702/tows_past_20070212.jhtml"&gt;http://www.oprah.com/tows/pastshows/200702/tows_past_20070212.jhtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;* * * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I also read another story about Dutch journalist &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teun van de Keuken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who asked to be incarcerated for &lt;strong&gt;eating chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;! Apparently his whole plan was to make others aware of &lt;strong&gt;child labour&lt;/strong&gt; issues in Ivory Coast (the home of the world's largest cocoa industry). Van de Keuken says "If I am found guilty of this crime, any chocolate consumer can be prosecuted after that. I hope that people would &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop buying chocolate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and thus hurt the sales of big corporations and make them do something about the problem." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You can find more on this story at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://kiwibox.com/today/respond.asp?n=17869&amp;d=2%2F14%2F2007+1%3A36%3A27+PM&amp;amp;c=0"&gt;http://kiwibox.com/today/respond.asp?n=17869&amp;d=2%2F14%2F2007+1%3A36%3A27+PM&amp;amp;c=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I tend to get most of my news from this site (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiwibox.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;http://www.kiwibox.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;) because it posts interesting information you don't hear about on the news. Some of the stories are really fascinating! I would definitely recommend checking it out! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;p.s. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-433312559900675719?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/433312559900675719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=433312559900675719' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/433312559900675719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/433312559900675719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/02/smartest-boy-in-india.html' title='Smartest Boy in India?'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-6712058053081790127</id><published>2007-02-06T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:21:51.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying Techniques</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, what do you think about the new layout? I guess I just like to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"think pink."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So today, I nearly scared myself half to death. I was carelessly flipping through the pages of my planner when I suddenly realized that my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MIDTERMS ARE NEXT WEEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Yikes, that came fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After I stopped hallucinating and regained sanity, I began to plan out how I was going to tackle the whole studying thing. As I planned out my studying schedule for the week, I came up with some pretty good tips:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1) First, I thought about the &lt;strong&gt;location&lt;/strong&gt;. I know many people who always 'study' at home and get absolutely &lt;em&gt;nothing done&lt;/em&gt;. I hear the same story over and over again: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I got distracted and ended up eating Doritos and watching 'Wedding Crashers.' &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, so maybe I'm exaggerating. However, studying at home is definitely a major downfall. Since you're comfortable in your own space, it's easy for your eyes to wander off. The&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; library&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is definitely a more fitting environment. On the other hand, not all libraries are suitable. All libraries have different seating plans, noise levels, and capacities. It's important to experiment with different libraries so that you may find one to your liking.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2) I also thought about &lt;strong&gt;time management&lt;/strong&gt;. Some people say that they can study well at the last minute. This may be true, but they would probably study more efficiently if they studied a little at a time. I remember my Grade 12 Psychology teacher specifically telling my class that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"cramming is pointless because it doesn't work!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Eliminating small activities&lt;/strong&gt; is also another important factor. It's easy to lose focus when you're running around making errands. However, not all activities should be cancelled. Going to the gym, for instance, is an awesome way to wake up and refresh your brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4) A studying technique I tend to overly abuse is &lt;strong&gt;note taking&lt;/strong&gt;. Reading straight from the book never gets me anywhere. Instead, I read over the text, pick out the main ideas, and write them down in point form. Sometimes this can be rather time consuming but, in the end, it's all worth it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5) Another way to improve your studying habits would be to get up and &lt;strong&gt;walk around&lt;/strong&gt; while you are reading your notes. According to studies, walking around helps your brain get some exercise and keep focus. Pretty cool, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;These are only a few ways to help improve your study skills. There are definitely a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whole lot more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What studying techniques do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; find helpful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-6712058053081790127?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/6712058053081790127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=6712058053081790127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/6712058053081790127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/6712058053081790127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/02/studying-techniques.html' title='Studying Techniques'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-9017754833295551918</id><published>2007-02-02T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T10:50:15.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>General Studies Underrated?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"General studies? That sounds like a waste of time."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In my opinion, going into General Studies is probably the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;best thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; someone could do if they are unsure about what they want to study. Sure, you could go into something you don't take that much of an interest in, let's say Criminology, and get a nice, fancy diploma "&lt;em&gt;just to have&lt;/em&gt;." However, chances are, you probably &lt;strong&gt;won't even use it&lt;/strong&gt;. Don't get me wrong, I think Criminology is an awesome field to get into if that's what you're interested in, but I strongly disagree with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rushing into something&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you are not even sure you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Oh, you don't know what you want to do? You should go into Arts or something and get a degree. At least this way you'll have something after a few years rather than just wasting your time in General Studies and getting nothing in the end." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okay, I &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; know what some of you are thinking and, quite frankly, I was once in the same position as you. BUT, I can honestly say that general studies is a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very beneficial choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for those who have interests in various fields. In the long run, it is very possible that you will be in general studies for quite some time, however, I don't look at this as a bad thing. Personally, I would rather take an extra year or two to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;discover myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and find a career that truly &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;defines me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. If I were to go into a random degree program just because I wasn't sure of what I wanted, I wouldn't be learning the things I am today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that I like using my imagination and being creative. I found out that I really enjoy writing essays and poetry. I discovered I'm good at editing and coming up with innovative ideas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After learning all these new things, I have finally decided the career I want to pursue: &lt;strong&gt;Journalism&lt;/strong&gt;. AND, it only took me one semester to figure it out! &lt;strong&gt;Imagine&lt;/strong&gt; what would have happened if I went into a degree program just for kicks. I would have probably ended up transferring into General Studies midway through anyways. &lt;em&gt;That kind of sounds like a waste of time, don't you think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-9017754833295551918?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/9017754833295551918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=9017754833295551918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/9017754833295551918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/9017754833295551918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/02/general-studies.html' title='General Studies Underrated?'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-3095494541710699733</id><published>2007-01-30T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T16:43:03.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Tutoring Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As soon as I walked into the Learning Centre today I heard a voice tell me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Alyssa, you have a tutoring session booked. The student you will be helping is sitting right over there."&lt;/span&gt; I immediately became &lt;em&gt;excited &lt;/em&gt;and a little &lt;em&gt;nervous&lt;/em&gt; at the same time. I truly did not know what to expect because I knew that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a tutoring session is completely different from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;experiencing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I quickly put my bag away and walked over to where the student was sitting. I introduced myself and we discussed what kind of help she was seeking. The student merely wanted to go over her essay and receive feedback. I think the student's &lt;strong&gt;willingness&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;eagerness&lt;/strong&gt; to learn really motivated me to help her. I particularly liked the fact that the student started to identify her mistakes when I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;read the paper out loud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. She would say&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "Oh, that doesn't make sense, does it?" &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I know what we could put instead."&lt;/span&gt; I think reading the paper to her really helped get her thoughts going. As the session continued, I found that she was starting to see the mistakes that I was seeing. Instead of reading her paper as a &lt;strong&gt;writer&lt;/strong&gt;, she was reading it as a &lt;strong&gt;reader&lt;/strong&gt;. I think this is ultimately the most significant strategy one could use. Toward the end of the session, I told her that if she is unsure of a sentence or paragraph, she should read it out loud. Chances are, if it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sounds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; awkward, it probably is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This experience was definitely a pleasant one and is something I would repeat in a &lt;strong&gt;heartbeat&lt;/strong&gt;. At the end of the session, I felt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;relieved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;proud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the same time. I felt that I had really helped the student out and that she &lt;em&gt;learned new skills&lt;/em&gt; she could practice &lt;strong&gt;on her own&lt;/strong&gt;. I was also very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thankful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I got to help the student that I did because she was &lt;em&gt;patient&lt;/em&gt; with me as well. I look forward to what the future has in store!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-3095494541710699733?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/3095494541710699733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=3095494541710699733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3095494541710699733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/3095494541710699733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-tutoring-session.html' title='First Tutoring Session'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509995669232069078.post-2322841587724123893</id><published>2007-01-29T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T11:19:38.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far So Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oday I was asked to write a blog about learning, which is actually something I don't reflect on very often. I kept asking myself "What am I going to write about?!" After all, this is my first blog entry and I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;have to make a good impression. Then, after writing my first introductory e-mail to the rest of the online tutors, I finally got some insight as to what I wanted to write about.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choices.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;f there's one thing I've learned about this whole education thing, it's that choices really don't have to be all that difficult. All through high school people have told me to pick what I want to pursue as a career because I "can't do everything." However, I don't see much truth in that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think I can integrate all my threads of interest and make one big comfy sweater. In other words, my interests in music, psychology, media, and current affairs can be fused together through writing. Writing doesn't limit you to one topic or idea. Instead, it challenges you to probe for new and exciting issues that you feel passionate enough to either support or refute. I feel that this truly gives one a sense of his or her values and what he or she believes in. So truth be told, writing does not open &lt;em&gt;a &lt;/em&gt;door, it opens &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now that I have my thinking cap on, I've come up with another issue to discuss.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pon my arrival at the Learning Centre I immediately felt a sense of hesitation. I felt like I was the 'new kid' and I had to do everything perfectly or else I would get frowned upon. There was no initial incident that provoked me to feel this way. In fact, I've never met a more welcoming bunch of people. Instead, it was a mental predisposition, the momentary thought that maybe I am getting myself involved with something I cannot physically do. Almost like the butterflies you get before you go onstage and perform a play: there's that one second of fear that makes you wonder if you will mess up or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Luckily, I snapped out of it quickly. I went over the training manual, did the activities in the booklet and even watched a couple of tutoring sessions. It wasn't until after the first tutoring session when I felt that little speck of fear begin to dwindle. &lt;em&gt;I can do this&lt;/em&gt;, I thought to myself. Then when I was asked to write this blog I came to a conclusion: at the end of the day, I'm on the same page as everyone else. We're all here to teach, learn and discover new things. These three things are continuous; they never stop. Therefore, I can never be a step behind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For someone who didn't know what to write about I sure had a lot to say, don't you think? ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509995669232069078-2322841587724123893?l=writers-blog7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/feeds/2322841587724123893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509995669232069078&amp;postID=2322841587724123893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/2322841587724123893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509995669232069078/posts/default/2322841587724123893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writers-blog7.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-far-so-good.html' title='So Far So Good'/><author><name>Alyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10073940471411615543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
