By Christian
I’m moving to another house, but I guess it’s not bad either so hopefully I’ll get used to it. Starting at the end of this week I’ll probably have to change buses and bus stop just to get to school, but I have to make plans for tomorrow. Then at the beginning of next week, I’m officially moved in. So have you guys seen the previews of the new movies coming out soon. There are two movies that I want to see. Hopefully I’ll get to see them. It’s been a long time since I have been to the mall. Lately I have heard Avatar has been the best movie my friends have seen in their entire lives. Well maybe while I’m at the mall, I guess I’ll watch it. I’ve never found it interesting, but WTH I might like it. But I’ll probably won’t be able to do anything for the next week or so since my mom and I have to renovate the new place. And that’s pretty much it for me.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Review: PSP Go
by Jesse B.
Note: More awesomeness at The T4inted Mirror.
I know it's been out for a while, and I know I've had one almost since the launch date, but the PSP Go (PSP-N1000/PSP-N1001) has become such an integral part of my gaming life that I can't resist writing a belated review. Available in both black and white, the PSP Go is the first truly portable PlayStation Portable. With its slick sliding screen and compact frame, it's hard not to feel lusty over the PSP Go. And don't forget the integrated microphone. But you didn't come here just to hear about its aesthetic value.
Note: More awesomeness at The T4inted Mirror.
I know it's been out for a while, and I know I've had one almost since the launch date, but the PSP Go (PSP-N1000/PSP-N1001) has become such an integral part of my gaming life that I can't resist writing a belated review. Available in both black and white, the PSP Go is the first truly portable PlayStation Portable. With its slick sliding screen and compact frame, it's hard not to feel lusty over the PSP Go. And don't forget the integrated microphone. But you didn't come here just to hear about its aesthetic value.
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by Christian
Now that the new semester has started everything has been confusing and bad. The bad part is, having to go from one side of the school to the other two times. But other than that it’s all good. For some reason, I enjoy my classes they are actually better than my old ones that I had last semester. Although, English is kind of awkward sometimes. Like when the teacher would ask something the room would get quiet and no one would answer. So she would have to call on one of the students. It’s like the beginning of the school year where no one knows anyone until later in the year people start talking to each other. But to make things better, me and my friends meet up at our final class that we all have w/ the upperclassmen for the last three periods. *sigh* I just can’t wait what’ll happen between now and the end of the school year.
Now that the new semester has started everything has been confusing and bad. The bad part is, having to go from one side of the school to the other two times. But other than that it’s all good. For some reason, I enjoy my classes they are actually better than my old ones that I had last semester. Although, English is kind of awkward sometimes. Like when the teacher would ask something the room would get quiet and no one would answer. So she would have to call on one of the students. It’s like the beginning of the school year where no one knows anyone until later in the year people start talking to each other. But to make things better, me and my friends meet up at our final class that we all have w/ the upperclassmen for the last three periods. *sigh* I just can’t wait what’ll happen between now and the end of the school year.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Bloody Island
by Quincey
I walk up to my Sargent in his grave. He taught me everything in the war of 1944. I sat there remembering the painful, rough times we spent together. I started to cry.
“Go,Go,Go,Go". I ran out of the ship on to the beach bullet whistled past my ears and i heard screams of terror from behind. I ducked behind a barbwire dugout and bombs flew past me from the distance there was blood every were."Mclovin get over here". I ran as fast as i can i looked an looked i jumped and barely made it to the sand pit. There was doctors helping wounded solder, then he got shot. I was looking around waiting for order and this guy got shot in the head but the bullet didn't go thought his helmet."Go Mclovin Go I ran and ran with my pall Edward at my side. I saw a German and shot him in the head. i stopped and gun fire went flying past us. Sargent Ryan came flying up, and threw a grenade and all you saw was dead people in the air. We ran up the hill to the machine gun nests. And I threw a smoke grenade in the building were most of the men got killed by Germans and they came running, out i shot all three. My group is called the Big Red one, we kill for nothing.
I walk up to my Sargent in his grave. He taught me everything in the war of 1944. I sat there remembering the painful, rough times we spent together. I started to cry.
“Go,Go,Go,Go". I ran out of the ship on to the beach bullet whistled past my ears and i heard screams of terror from behind. I ducked behind a barbwire dugout and bombs flew past me from the distance there was blood every were."Mclovin get over here". I ran as fast as i can i looked an looked i jumped and barely made it to the sand pit. There was doctors helping wounded solder, then he got shot. I was looking around waiting for order and this guy got shot in the head but the bullet didn't go thought his helmet."Go Mclovin Go I ran and ran with my pall Edward at my side. I saw a German and shot him in the head. i stopped and gun fire went flying past us. Sargent Ryan came flying up, and threw a grenade and all you saw was dead people in the air. We ran up the hill to the machine gun nests. And I threw a smoke grenade in the building were most of the men got killed by Germans and they came running, out i shot all three. My group is called the Big Red one, we kill for nothing.
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