Sometimes things go bad and sometimes things get traction, but all the time we worry, while Obama gets satisfaction.  His media will not say, when he messed up today, Obama takes the credit when its good. don’t get me started on Joe Biden.  His words come right out without deciding.  Obama wont be that crass, when Joe becomes a pain in the buttocks….thought I was going to say ass?  Obama made his bed, and that ever oh so sad, Obamas really messing up America, America, home of the free stuff and home of the depraved.  Just think of all those jobs he saved.

Hey Julia, although you’re only a composite. You are the every woman molded in his image.  So you must do just what he says, because after all he is the Prez. I wonder if he can invent a great economy? 

Bin Laden, Bin Laden, it is a sin we could not get you back alive.  because the terrorists lawyer up, because that’s what Holder says, but this time it was a bullet to the head. I did it, I won, I heard it on the golf course after the deed was done. I made, that hard decision, for all the generals, and our brave troops, and that was a real hard hole in one. 

Obama is the best thing since slice toast.  The liberal media only know just how to boast.  They edit out all the bad, which is very, very sad, because they think Obama is the sensation, but sorry the man just went out on vacation.

Like Al Gore inventing the Internet, Obama invented the better set, his own will be paid well, and the rest can go to hello, I must be going.  Vacation and golf seems to be all that I’m knowing.  I know some of you are pissed, but I am a socialist, another four more years and America calls it quits.

Now you may think I am nuts for writing all this, and for many it will read like gibberish, but read it over again, my friend, and you will see, Obama needs to go so we can live in Liberty.  out great lady with the torch is hiking up her skirt, and rolling up her sleeves, and ready to sucker punch someone out cold.  The havoc this man causes every single day is ridicules.  His people break the law.  he eats well, while asking us to eat rice and beans every day.  Ok, I inflated my tires, and am driving slower and even walking more.  Now what Mr President???  I know, the words of Dr Phil, It is not about me, its all you Obama, all you.  Thanks for everything and sorry to see you go but have a safe trip in November.  Do the math, only this time, use a calculator.

“Ring… …” the shrill ringing of the school bell pierced the air, bringing to an end of the silence that reigned the class for the past forty minutes. As the stalwart figure of the Mathematics teacher stepped out of the class, there was a sense of relief for Mr. Siva was a strict disciplinarian who would not tolerate any of our pranks.

There were squeals and peals of laughter amidst the din of conversation. It was at this moment that Seng Chye bustled to the front of the class. Easily the most detestable boy in the class, Seng Chye was an incorrigible prankster whose impish behaviour was a source of irritation and annoyance to most of us, especially the girls. As his diminutive figure inched his way to where I was seated, he had the familiar mischievous grin which revealed a set of yellowish protruding teeth. As he approached, he was grinning from ear to ear. Then, in the twinkling of an eye, he put something on my desk. As he bolted out of the classroom, I could hear hysterical screams. Perplexed as I was as to the cause of this sudden flurry of excitement, I knew that Seng Chye was up to mischief again.

It was then that I saw the slimy, creepy creature staring at me with its moist, beady eyes. All of the four-legged creature landed on my lap. I was frozen with fear. Then when the truth finally sank in, I let out a few ear-splitting screams that echoed along the corridor. All around me, I could hear hilarious laughter while I was consumed by bitterness and anger. The joke was at my expense.

As I seethed in anger and huried verbal abuses at the top of my voice, Seng Chye cowered in silence. His face had turned as red as a beetroot and he had guilt written all over his face. The pandemonium that resulted was enought to catch the attention of the discipline master who stalked into the class, Seng Chye and I were summoned to his room. Each of us took turns to relate the incident. Seng Chye was asked to apologize which he readily obliged and was let off with a stem warning. 

As I stepped out of the room, I knew that this was one incident that would remain in my memory for a long time to come. It was the day I lost my temper.

someday ill find you,
in the green of the woods,
back in my hometown and you might,
be someone i should of,
could of talked to in moment of love,
i cant seem to see your face in my dreams,
but boy does that smile beam,
in my darkest of day its my light,
i cant wait for it oh god i love the thought of you,
and you know someday ill find you,

Are you a singer from the wedding singer,
are you a poet and then you know it,
the it i am talking about here in the poem
and we can share poems we write,
oh maybe you are a banker either way its so right,
the love we share and the care for you i show,
and you know,

someday ill find you,
in the green of the woods,
back in my hometown and you might,
be someone i should of,
could of talked to in moment of love,
i cant seem to see your face in my dreams,
but boy does that smile beam,
in my darkest of day its my light,
i cant wait for it oh god i love the thought of you,
and you know someday ill find you,

dreams are something we chase,
and the thought of losing you before the chase,
scares me to death and those dreams become fear,
of what i am with out you,
it makes me what to chase fast,
be quicker to the draw because i know someone out,
is dreaming of you too and if i knew how to find you,
i would give you the world even on this walmart salary,
i wouldnt have it any other way,
till the day i did till that day,
ill find a way to find you,
because one day with you makes up for the years,
in search and hoping that,

someday ill find you,
in the green of the woods,
back in my hometown and you might,
be someone i should of,
could of talked to in moment of love,
i cant seem to see your face in my dreams,
but boy does that smile beam,
in my darkest of day its my light,
i cant wait for it oh god i love the thought of you,
and you know someday ill find you,

I came across a local news today about a mother who lost her three children who was abducted for prostitution. Although I feel sorry for her but I can’t help myself why this news did not came to public sooner? All three daughters are married and have children and what’s more weird they were all abducted by the same person.

If I were in her shoes I would not care about saving my face but I would make sure my children return to me safe and sound instead of waiting for them to return on their own. 

For the translated article please wait for part 2.

Immediately Barry begins with the statement,”Certainty creates strength. Certainty gives one something upon which to lean. Uncertainty makes one tentative, if not fearful.” Barry illustrates both the scientists’ desire to learn and their struggle to achieve. He also uses parallel structure in his argument with “certainty” and “uncertainty,” which appears many more times, and gives reference to his initial phrase. Barry uses anaphora to encase readers in his essay, and to tie the rest of his essay together. 

Barry additionally uses a badgerment of rhetorical questions. Lines 40-48 consist of almost only question; however, they are not to be answered, but merely thought about. He begins with a rock. To you a rock is indeed just a rock, yet Barry wishes us not to think so. Barry inquires as to how a scientist must learn about the rock. Scientist must be very adroit and pedantic in their ways. They must analyze every variable and account for them accordingly. Most people neglect to do this, Barry has used as line of rhetorical questioning to beckon his readers to think like a scientist. By doing so, Barry allows his readers to both relate better to his topic and understand his topic with more depth. 

Barry also uses metaphor to show the strict acumen required of a scientist. He states, ” All scientists exist on the frontier.” They do not really exist there; however, a certain aspect of “uncertainty” stays with them. He creates imagery of an old mountaineer searching through the wilderness for his homestead, or Ponce de Leon searching for the fountain of youth. The scientists are clearly neither of those, but Barry relates the hearts of all three. He uses intense metaphor to describe the patience and dexterity required of a scientist. He writes about,” a single step” that will take them into a fairy world of wonder. With this step, he admires two outcomes: first, their probing creates, ” an order out of chaos,” which shows their success, and two, ” a single step can also take on off a cliff.” Scientists fall hard, and dangerously. Barry’s metaphors allow him to describe the suspense of a scientist and further show the difficulty faced by a scientist.

Barry illustrates many different paints on being a scientist, and said scientist’s work,  but only through his use of anaphora, rhetorical questions, and metaphor. Barry allows the reader to further explore being a scientist , while he also glorifies his existing comrades.

Ive always been someone that i wouldnt say looks down on life but i do feel like I have a life that could be a little better. Last year was really good because i had just got into a very close relationship and it was good for a while and i loved her. Then one day she decided to break up with me; but we will get back to her later. after the break up i became very depresed more than i had ever been and started to go to a tharapist. he helped for a while and then i stoped going and life was good.

Then came the death of my grandfather. They had told him 7 years ago that he had only 9 months left to live which is amazing he lived so long after that he was indeed very strong. This did not come to me as a shock because i could see him geting closer to death. it did make me sad and i did cry at the funeral which was very beautiful as well. But what really got me upset was when i found out my father had become drinking alot right before my grandfather pased away. My father had atended a rehab center multiple times before never staying as long as he was saposed to though. but this time seemed really bad for some reason. two weeks after my grandfather died my aunt talked to my dad about going to rehab and he finaly had broke and went. this time staying for his full term. when he returned he was very upset because it was really the first time he thaught about his father passing away because when he did pass away he was drunk all the time. slowly dad began to get over the death of his father but we all still miss him.

Earlier in the year a 16 year old boy that i knew not so well but i knew many friends of him commited suicide. this was devistating for everyone in the county because many people did know him. He was a very smart kid but he always said he was going to do it when people made fun of him or even joked about it but they always thaught he was kidding and then he finaly did it… this was especialy devistating for me because even though we were not close i still knew him and i knew many people who were very close to him . my best friend had goten a tattoo on his arm in honor of him because they were good friends. i saw many of my friends change because of it and thats what really got to me. not because i was mad but i felt bad i wished i could help. and in a way im thankful that that boy did such a thing to help me remember how it effects everyone even if you didnt know them.

Soon after my best friend was sent to the hospital because he now has a disease in his kidneys but the doctors still dont know what it is. at fist they just thaught it was kidney stones but soon after they discoverd it was not and he is now geting explorative surgery but the family dose not have the money for the doctors. I have tryd to raise money for them because they cant even heat their own house because they are trying to save money for their son. Just last summer he lost his uncle to cancer which was caused by a disease that the doctors believe that matt (my friend) may have. every day i pray that he doesnt have it because i dont want it to cause cancer in his body like it did his uncle. and now just yesterday actually he was muged by some kids on the street at gun point with another friend of mine. they took both of their phones and their wallets. i only ask for your prayers for my friend matt and his family in this time of need . they have many other troubles in their lives as well. he himself is strugeling with drug addictions like my father and his parents dont know what to do. his mother works 2 jobs and his father works 12 hours a day at the least.

My ex girlfriend had just broken up with her boyfriend they dated for about 8 to 9 months and now he is going crazy. he posts all over her wall saying stuff on facebook and he texts and calls all the time. she cant move on with him acting like this and it makes things hard for her. she asked me the other day to say somthing to him about it because we have become good friends lately (me and my ex) and when i mentiond it to him he snaped and started talking about fighting. and then made fun of me for some stupid stuff but then he said somthing that took every emotion out of me and i dont even know how to explain how i felt. i didnt know he knew this but i had attempted suicide multiple times. the thing he said i dont remember exact but he braught up me trying to attempt suicide a while ago. he made fun of me for it and it just made me feel so confused. i didnt trust my ex anymore because she said she wouldnt tell anyone not even him and i was angry, very very angry at the time i wanted him dead , and then he told me that they had started to date before she even broke up with me which made me lose even more trust for her, infact i dont even want to talk to her anymore. I hate when people cheat even if it isint them cheating on me. he told me many things that i dont want to even say that just broke my heart. i had thaught she loved me after all…

Just the other day a 19 year old boy passed away he was well known all around this area. he died in a head on head collision which both trucks have been almost completly destroyed in the acident. I never met the boy but it just is another one of those things where i feel like death is all around me and he was a good boy. he didnt deserve to die like that. hes too young. the other man was a family friend of ours who was just recently divorced and now hes up in some hospital in a city far away. i dont know much about him or where he even is but as far as i know he is still alive and i pray that he is going to live on after this day and many more to come.

I know everyone has pain in their life i always have. there are plenty more things i couldve writen about too sadley… all i ask is that those who truely care just pray or wish? whatever you may think about it if your religious or not. thankyou for reading this.

  A lot has been made of this verse but I am going to simplify.  I’ll let the intellectuals find the needle.  What I am mostly interested in at this point in my life is the Father/Son relationship with God.  So I ask , “Why did our Father create us to look like Him?” 

  Can you think of anything more natural for a Father to do?  I can’t.  I wanted my children to look like me.  And if anyone said so, it pleased me. This is just another easy-to-understand hint from the Father on how much He wanted us to be His family.  From the beginning of time, He wanted this.  And nothing should be more pleasing to us, and to God, than for someone to say we look just like our Father in heaven.  Physically, they aren’t going to say this.  But spiritually?  Yes, they will.  All we have to do is to look like our Brother, Jesus, and we will look like our Father as well.  Because Jesus said, “If you’ve seen me, you’ve seen the Father.” John 14:9   So if we look like Jesus in our character and like the Father in our design, then we  look like the Father both from birth and also from rebirth!  See how much our Father desires us to be His children?!  Beautiful!  Both inside and out!  

  Don’t let anyone convince you that you are ugly.  It’s just not the truth.  We look like our Father and He is beautiful!

As with the Aliayah Lunsford case, a few months earlier, there are discrepencies in the case and in the stories that set people on edge, such as the cast on her arm, and the fact that time has been called into play. Sadly, these issues also cause many people to simply give up hope, fearing that family members are liekly involved and that there is little hope for a safe return.

With the newest edition of the case becoming a criminal investigation, due to new evidence, people are even more on edge and losing hope fast. However, while many cases do end badly, there is reason to hope that each one will not. Police have stated that they believe that there was foul play involved in the disappearance, but haven’t elaborated on it. Still, they claim to remain at least somewhat optimistic for Ayla’s safe return, and hopefully the public will too.

One can only hope in cases such as these, that a loved one was involved, and that they are simply hiding the missing away safe and sound, as that really is one of the best case scenerios.

Her loved ones have set up a website for her, which you can visit at aylareynolds.com. They are offering a generous reward of $30,000 to anyone that has information that will help to solve this case.

Stay informed, report anything that you might know, keep hope alive, and pray that this baby comes home safely!

In this case, little Aliayah was the buzz of the Internet from the end of September to the end of November, and then it all went quiet. It is difficult to even find an update on this case. Of course there was plenty of speculations flying around, which is always the case, but there seems to be little hope amongst the majority of folks believing that this little girl will be brought home safely.

Hope really started to dwindle when we learned that the dates and times of Aliayah’s last known whereabouts feel under speculation, then the step-dad pulls a vanishing act. Afterwards the trail seemed to go so cold that police were fairly baffled, leaving us all to wonder just how long this little one had really been missing. Yet there was still sparks of hope, a small lead here or there, but they quickly fizzled.

It all started to look as if the parents were in on it, and that there was a cover story being put into place to pacify any questions as to the child’s whereabouts. That is when most people gave up the hope that this child would ever be found – alive or dead. The general, (and unofficial), consensus is that she was likely killed earlier in the year at an unspecified time, the parents covered it up, and when social workers showed an interest in checking out the family due to the new additions coming soon, they decided it was time to Aliayah to “disappear”.

With so many inconsistancies, including statements from family members, it is difficult to know where to stand on this one. I, for one, hope that the family had nothing to do with killing and hiding her and that she will be brought home safe and sound soon.

So if you say a prayer or make a wish, remember this little one and the family and loved ones that are still worried and hoping for a safe return!