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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

This is a story about a man who was a hero for but one night. This man was not special in anyway by any means in fact in was normal in everyway, the only thing funny about this man was that his parents had given him a girls name. His name was Riena, and he had brown hair and brown eyes. Pretty normal if you ask me. Now on this night it was just like any other night by comparsion. The weather was not hot and it was not cold, it was just right for a party and that is where the story takes place.

Riena was standing out on the back porch of his friends house unable to move because he had drinken so much within the past few hours. He has somehow found the courage to get to his feet up to the beer frige, and when he looked inside he noticed that it was completely emptly on the inside. So being such a good person he looks to his friend in the baseball cap and ask.

"Hey should I get more beer?" the guy in the baseball cap looks down at him and smiles.

"Hell yeah. HEY GUYS! Riena is doing a beer run, give him some money." the baseball cap guy says. The people there gathered up the money and gave it to Riena, who in turned stuck it in his pocket. Walking out the door to walk all the way down the street, turned a few corners and came across the convient store which was ran by an oldely couple that they always went to. Inside the store the old lady stood behind the counter and watched Riena as he was looking for the right kind of beer, not seeing it he came across to the older lady and stared down at her.

"Hey do you have any Coores in the back?" he asked, the older lady looked at him and smiled.

"Do you have any money?" she asked folding her fingers in front of her.

"Yeah, I wouldn't be here if I didn't."

"How much do you have?" she asked raising one of her old gray eye browls.

"30 dollars." he answered half over the counter. The lady signaled him to come closer with her finger.

"If you give me the money you have I will give you a beer that is refillable, and you will never have to buy beer again." she offered, Riena looked at the old lady and thought about it for a few seconds. He nodded his head and handed the lady his money, in return she came out with a six pack of Coores Beer. Showing the lady the thumbs up he took the beer and walked back to the house where the party was still going on. When he walked in the front door, he held up his hands and screamed.

"Beer is here." the guy in the baseball cap came up to him and patted him on the back.

"Man you are my hero. Give me the beer." Riena handed him the six pack and in that instance the face on the baseball cap guy turned agree. "You only got one six pack. Wheres all the other money?"

"Thats it I spent all the money on that beer. The beer is refillable, magically, we never have to buy again." With all the doubt about the beer they drank the six pack and when it didn't refill after they were all drinking it. The guy in the baseball cap took one of the kniefs that was sitting on the counter and stapped Riena in the heart, for lying to him. They left the body there because they were all to drunk to care. But when the baseball cap guy woke up in the moring he found that the beer had refilled itself and Riena had told the truth. So now whenever anybody drinks any of the six refillable bottles, they must toast to the fallen hero Riena who unwilling gave his life for them.


Thursday, August 02, 2007

Currently Reading
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Book 7)
By J. K. Rowling
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Muscles of the Face: Connects bwteen bones, the skin of the face and other facial muscles. Create facial expressions for communication.

Temporalis: Connects skull to mandible (jaw) goes under zygomatic used when chewing, or talking.

Zygomatic Group: Connects cheek bone to upper lip; pulls lips wider and upward into a smile.

Masseter: Connects mandible to zygomatic. Clenching teeth chewing.

Depressor: or is group connects lower jaw to lower lip creates from.

Mentails: moves skin of the chin lie when you are about to cry.

Orbicularis oris: surrounds mouth gives shape to lips, anchors josw closes mouth and pushes lips for whistling or kissing.

nasalis connects nosse to cheeks, wrinkles the nose.

orbiculars oculion: eye lids and around eye moving eye lide, sqinting giving the stink eye.

Frontails: connects temporalis to eyebrows creats wrinkles in forehead when raising eyebrowls.

Buccinator: gives thickness to cheeks connects both jaw, bases atmolars to the oris. Pushes air out of full cheeks to play the trumpet or spit out mouthfulls of water.



External ear: center of ear is level with the same distance from top to bottom of head. Shape of ear sits in an elipse tilted at the same angle as the nose.

Eyes: place eyes at halfway point between top and bottom of head width between eyes is roughly one eye width.


Thursday, March 08, 2007

Being caught in a raught is hard. You know your at this place where you want to move on but you can't because the rest of your life is holding you down and there is nowhere to go. I'm at that place right now, I never thought I would be though since I live my life the way I want to, I really don't have anything to worry about. And yet here I am wanting to move forward but unable to because of the chains I have already placed myself down with a year and half ago. The way it is now is kindof funny, school has become this blur, and the only time I find myself really happy is when I am in the company of my boy friend. We have been dating almost a year now and i would like to take another step with him, but I am unable because I am in school, I need to finish school in order to live the way that I want, if I quite school I will never be able to do anything with my life it will be pointless and I will become even more unhappy. Thinking now a few things do in fact make me sad one being the thought that I would not be able to see my guy when I want. Last night for instance I was sitting with him just watching tv and I had asked him if he knew what he was doing for the weekend, he told me he didn't know and that he needed some time for himself. Which I understand and respect but for some odd reason I began to cry, I couldn't control myself, of course I didnt let him see my tears, but he knew that I wasn't my normal self and asked me what was wrong, I had told him nothing, which was also true since I know that he needs time to himself and I to me, but for the sake of me I couldn't and still can't understand why I feel so sad. I was thinking that maybe it was just the fact that it was the time of the month, but really I think it goes deeper then that. I just can't seem to understand what is wrong with me. Something like that normally doesn't effect me and I'm totally cool with people telling me things and them having no effect on me, but with him it seems that everything goes straight to my heart. I'm not sure what it all means but I want to find out. The only thing is when I think about taking the next step with him, it makes me happy and I would like to try it out, maybe that's what I need to do, maybe I should talk to him and ask him if I can live with him for like a week and see how I feel after that. Maybe I should. I dont know there really isn't anybody I can talk to around me, and the only person I know who could give me advise is always unreachable and never seems to answer the phone, which is just my luck since I could really use her advise right now about this.


Monday, March 05, 2007

WHY DO WE EVEN HAVE HOMEWORK!?!

Yeah I'm doing it again.


It is a one foot slupity clay guy. He will have baggy blue jeans, with big shoes, he will have two different shirts, a white under shirt, and a black button up on top which will be open. His head will be big, he will have yellow and green hair.
To make him I sill start with a wire hanger and shape it to his basic shape, I will then take foil to give him a more soild fom. After the foil the slupity clay will be applyed around the foil.
The first week I will focus on the wire framing to make it perfect, if I have time I will start with the foil. The second week will be focused on wither finsihing or starting on the foil around the wire hanger.


Thursday, February 08, 2007

Homework again





This part of the book wasn't to bad to read, but alot it didn't make any seance again. But then again that is just me. There were two parts of the book though that I do like that really intreged my mind. The first part being on page 151 at the end. "In short the principal task of philosophy is to bring something new into the wretched sleep of man, to trouble that sleep with a great and tremendous dream tjat finally stirs a man into an instan of awakening." This reminded me of those times when I know that I am asleep and yet I feel time is still moving and that I know what is going on in the world even though I know that I have gone to bed hours ago. That kind of sleep is normally something I don't like because then when I do wake up in the morning I don't feel like I have slept at all.

The second part that made my mind go in circles was at the end of Chapter 9. "Behind the problem, lies the Question. And behind the Question lies the answer." when I read this it was like opening a door inside of my head and I just can't close it. It was an odd feeling when I came across it because my mind wouldn't stop spinning. Even now when I am writing about, I am giving myself a head ache. So I think I will stop.



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