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spud

:: 2005 5 January :: 6.52pm
:: Mood: amused

formal essay magic!
well, it was magic for me, anyway. have at it you youngsters!

i'm assuming you have eilola, and i'm making suggestions according to her strictness. the paper i received was not in mla format, so i'm hoping you did all that. it can be rough if your word processor gets temperamental.

the biggest thing i noticed is how you did (or didn't) do your prep work. when i'm writing a formal paper like that, i have steps that i like to follow, and they make the rest of the work much easier. first, i'll find a topic or argument, or whatever, to go with, and i'll make my thesis statement. here's what i gathered your thesis statement to be:

"Henry Wadsworth Longfellow is one of several American poets who helped create a new sense of literature throughout the 19th century, and who utilize romantic features such as nature, imagination, and individualism to enhance the characteristics of life in their poetry."

the thesis statement basically outlines the body of your essay. therefore, if she requires 3 main pts, 10 supporting quotes, etc. i can plan everything out to mold with that skeleton, or framework. before i even begin a rough draft, i will write an outline based on my thesis and quotes, figuring out how they will all fit together. once i have them organized in front of me, the rest is just a matter of plugging it into the equation.

a little trick mrs. millard showed me is to make a powerful introduction by using a strong quote. so, i'll take the quote i find, transition from the quote to my thesis, and then begin the body.

with the thesis that you have, the first body paragraph is nature, 2nd is imagination, and third is individualism. i'll find 3 quotes for each body theme (thus fulfilling my 10 quote obligation - including intro), and plug them in wherever i can make it work. that much varies, depending on quotes and stance, etc. each body paragraph should start with a topic sentence, like "Longfellow uses nature in 'The tide rises, the tide falls,' to support his belief that life is cyclical." that way the reader knows exactly what you mean, and all you have to do is convince them that you are right. plus it helps you keep things straight in your head, and it helps you transfer your thoughts and information to the paper in an organized way.

the conclusion simply rephrases your thesis, maybe works in an extra quote as a clincher, and again summarizes your main points, kind rounding off the whole thing. there's a french word for it that i can't remember right now..... "Denouement," i believe.

other things to watch out for throughout the paper are:

- historical present tense (talk like you've traveled back in time, and they're not all dead).
- formal vocabulary (stay away from slang and generic phrases. swap different nouns and adjectives to shape what you're saying into something that is concise and rolls off the tongue). i.e. fix awkward sounding sentences.
- punctuation, mechanics, grammar. (again, that yellow book is the holy grail)
- use artistic license to make the paper yours ( it's one of the more difficult things to do.)
realistically, i don't expect you to do everything i just said. i'm just telling you what i do to make my papers decent, and maybe you'll find something in there that works for you. usually i don't even accoplish all of this stuff. also, this is for a formal paper. if it doesn't have to be formal, then don't stress yourself over all of this stuff. but i know most of American Lit. is formal essays, and i'm sure you'll have one for your 2nd semester novel. i actually had 2 2nd semester novel essays.

so, hopefully that helps, and i will now concede my soapbox.

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JustADreamer

:: 2004 27 December :: 4.19am

>Degrassi Rant<

Okay. Terri got hurt by Rick. They haven't mentioned her much lately. I read somewhere that they imply that she gets better, but the cast member herself doesn't come back. Okay.. I see. And then Jimmy gets shot, but he IS supposed to be coming back. I didn't know Terri wasn't coming back. Maybe the person got their information wrong? Grr. What's going on! >_o Oh, and I heard that Sean IS coming back from Wasega Beach, but then I heard that he's not.. Stupid rumours. I wish people would get their stuff straight. I also heard that Degrassi is coming out on DVD, or that it already has. If so... YAY! I want, I want, I want! If anyone reads this and watches Degrassi.. Do you know when the next season starts? =]

>End Degrassi Rant<

Yesterday was.. All right.. I went to Books-A-Million and bought the fifth Fruits Basket, The Killing Dance [Laurell K. Hamilton], and a book of love poems. XD I know.. That's about as sappy as it gets but oh well!

I was planning on buying a book over astonomy and Egyptology as well.. And a journal. I want a written one that I can keep stuff in and won't risk losing in case the site ever goes down or whatever.

Oh my. Is this an actual entry? =X I think it is! XD Anywho..

I think I'm going to go take my books into my room, heat up my rice pack, and get nice and cozy while listening to Fruits Basket on the tv and reading.. until I fall asleep. XD If I don't just warm up the rice pack and fall asleep right after turning on Fruits Basket (highly likely). I wonder if I'll even make it to the rice pack. It -is- 4:26 AM afterall..

Today I was supposed to be going out with Skye and Livia, but I changed my mind. =/ I don't really have any money, but I was planning on just hanging out with them anyway. Then Livia pointed out the whole "what's the point in going if you're not going to buy anything?" thing. I -was- planning on catching up with them but I don't really feel like it anymore. I've been home and around just my family for so long without going out anywhere.. What's another few weeks? I don't really mind.. I -was- looking forward to getting out and about for a little while, and a little time away from everyone would have been nice but it's not that big of a deal. Livia said they would buy me something to eat if we ended up going out to eat but do you know how annoying it is to have to rely on your friends for money to eat? "Charity case." I know, I know. They don't think that, but that's how it feels.. And that's not a happy feeling.

But regardless, this was a GREAT Christmas. Lots of presents, lots of family. XD Pretty funny times.

One time I recorded my dad and brothers arguing over football.. Their hand motions and movement and overlapping of voices.. XD Then I plugged my camera into the TV and played it for everyone. My sister-in-law and Mom were laughing pretty hard. ^^ It was pretty funny, but then they got in another conversation about what they'd already discussed.. I guess watching themselves (and hearing, oh boy did they hear) reminded them of some crucial point they forgot to cover.

I got about 70 pictures total (only about four of them [really BAD pictures] are of me). =] Got pictures of Mom, Dad, Tracey, Tracy, Bethany, Jamie, me, and Nibbles (the dog). XD

Okay, okay. I didn't think I was going to make it into my bedroom earlier and then I got started on all that, so..

Good night! Or day! Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas! Be safe!
-Ash

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spud

:: 2004 23 December :: 11.15am
:: Mood: better
:: Music: BNL - Gordon

I can't believe nobody else on this entire website is interested in guacamole ...

yeah. i'm over you, durr. total yesterday's bullshit.

spanglish was really totally awesome last night. i have a new respect for adam sandler (and i'm grateful he has escaped from the happy madison rut).

in other news, here are my U of M essays:

Christopher Lee Best
At the University of Michigan, we are committed to building a superb educational community with students of diverse talents, experiences, opinions and cultural backgrounds. What would you as an individual bring to our campus community?

I, as an individual, would bring many talents and experiences, along with an eclectic set of interests, to the community at the University of Michigan. I enjoy many sports, whether I am a spectator or an active participant - sports such as soccer, hockey, and football. My biggest contribution would likely be in the form of music. I love listening to music, I enjoy playing music, and I have a serious passion for making music. Whether it is through my voice, drum, piano, guitar, or some instrument I have yet to learn, my thoughts and feelings are often best communicated and understood through music. And when I am able to share sweet sound with others who also appreciate its beauty, I experience a level of ecstasy I have yet to find anywhere else. In addition, I have a way with words, so to speak; meaning, I possess an extremely broad vocabulary and the lucidity to wield it commandingly. I am rather adept when it comes to mathematics as well, and also find myself exuberantly making various calculations. Although I am not always the most expedient, I am conscientious in all that I do, and have the focus, determination, and ability to lead others in creating a meaningfully crafted end product. I am a worthwhile addition to your campus community and learning environment.
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Christopher Lee Best
College of Literature, Science, and the Arts (LSA): What led you to choose the area(s) of academic interest that you have listed in your application to the University of Michigan? If you are undecided, what areas are you most interested in, and why?

On my application, I declared that I was undecided in my primary areas of interest. This indecision is derived from my consideration of two different variables: skill (ability), and curiosity (interest). I have so many skills, and am equivalently curious, in such a plethora of fields, that it is extremely difficult for me to decide on one, or even narrow it down to two. In no particular order, my interests include English, Film & Video Studies, Mathematics, and Music. If I were to choose English and Mathematics, I would most likely desire to pursue a degree in education, primarily based on past experiences that have proven those subjects to be the easiest for me to communicate to other people. However, if Film & Video Studies and Music were my preferences, then I would be likely to choose a more industrial profession. Regardless of my projected career, the reason I am most torn in this decision is because my overall talents and interests in each of these four areas are all very high. Therefore, I choose the option of allowing myself a little more time to state my final preference. I am not fully prepared to declare a particular affiliation due to the amount of weight with which this decision has been encumbered.
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Christopher Lee Best

[C] Some writers suggest that by tradition science is concerned with truth while art is concerned with beauty. How might these two endeavors be the same? How might they be irreconcilably different?

To make an initial clarification, writers are not infallible, as they are subject to bias and prejudice, just like the rest of us. Conversely, writers are not exempt from making accurate assessments and solid judgments from sound perspectives. So, perhaps the most honest reply is that they are an amalgamation of both cases - never to be fully trusted, nor to be callously disregarded. But those souls whose occupation is the manipulation of language are not terribly pertinent to the query with which we have been posed.
The current concern is the relationship between science and truth, in juxtaposition with that of art and beauty. Allowing, as ever, for extraneous incongruities, one could claim that science and art are unique and different interests, solely concerned with the equally distinct truth and beauty, respectively. Scientists have spent entire lifetimes seeking the true basis of life, the most sublime particle of matter, only to discover that as they learn more, the truth they find is that there is no such creature. From mol to molecule to atom to nucleus to proton & electron to quark & meson, the inevitable progression continues onward to infinitesimal minuteness. Artists have spent entire lifetimes trying to emulate and accentuate the most beautiful forms that can be found in nature. The human figure, the plants and animals, the ocean, the land – all that we can see – possesses beauty, a harmonious sort of aesthetic pleasure that we can somehow transfer into a medium through which that pleasure may be synthetically derived. My personal preference, regarding beauty, is toward nature’s symmetry, equality of direction and weight - the ultimate compromise. If it is true that “beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” then there is symmetry to the truth behind our physical makeup. The fact that all naturally occurring molecular structures achieve magnetic neutrality through the balance of equally opposite charged particles, which themselves are composed of even further equally opposing particles, leads me to believe that the chemistry of matter gives us a truth of duality that is extremely beautiful with its simplistic symmetry. This incongruous exception shows that the truth really can be beautiful, and beauty can really be true.
In keeping with that inherent dichotomy, there are also times when the contrast between truth and beauty is stark, and reconciliation between them cannot be achieved. Let us this time use a fictional example, where the crazed scientist Dr. Frankenstein so feared his own mortality, that he sought a scientific means of escaping death. In reality, those scientists who have striven to simply extend our life expectancy still have found that human mortality is inescapable, an unchangeable truth of our existence. Death is something that we all must face, and it is a truth that none but the most peculiar human minds can define as beautiful. Going in the opposite direction, some of the most beautiful art is found in its abstract form. Whether derived from aural or visual stimulation, abstract art is beautiful (deemed so once again by our mysterious ‘beholder’). But, however beautiful, the basis of abstract art is that it is portraying something that would not naturally occur, and is often not even plausible in the physical realm, thus necessitating the title ‘abstract’. Consequently, this beautiful abstract artwork is, in terms of reality, irreconcilably untrue.
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that was fun.

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spud

:: 2004 23 December :: 11.08am
:: Mood: enraged

dear durr,
my request was simple. and since you didn't acquiesce to my request, you are a little bitch. no, you're a HUGE ASS, MOTHERFUCKING SCUMBAG BITCH WHO GAVE ORAL TO A MOOSE IN THE BACK OF AN ESCANABA TAXICAB!








... bitch.

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spud

:: 2004 21 December :: 10.35pm
:: Mood: generous
:: Music: BNL - these apples

how do you like them apples?
alright. for the next lucky bastard who wants a woohu journal (and is cool enough to be reading mine):

92817-WOO-8k

my only requirement is that you sign my guestbook once you get your account, just because nobody ever does that, and it makes me feel special.

and if you don't sign my guestbook, but still take the code, i'll have gunnie nullify your insurance. and then i'll have addison sleep with your dog, woofie. and then i'll have my sister sing you the national anthem.

just sign the damn book, OKAY?

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spud

:: 2004 21 December :: 10.20pm
:: Music: BNL - break your heart

how dogs celebrate christmas:

1. Rise at 5:30 am and wet-nose the master
2. Go out and pee on the world.
3. Make poopy
4. Sniff poopy
5. Seriously consider eating poopy.
6. Go inside and eat tinsel instead.
7. Throw up tinsel on living room rug.
8. Drink out of the magic well.
9. Sleep for 17 hours. start all over again.
...

that was totally stolen, and then modified.

it'd be funnier with the pictures.

yep. time for bed. i'm tired of this college bullshit.

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JustADreamer

:: 2004 20 December :: 12.03pm

Whee, boredom. ^_^ But it's okay.

Can't wait until Christmas! A little bit of family is coming to visit and I'm gonna get a camera! That is deserving of a "w00t!"

Sorry I haven't updated lately. I can't seem to keep my lives straight anymore. XD

Okay, ciao-roo.
-Ash

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spud

:: 2004 15 December :: 10.15pm
:: Mood: drained
:: Music: BNL - These Apples (live)

christmas or something

school is bullshit.
as always.

i can't wait till i'm out of that hellhole. there are only a few select reasons to stay at that place. i count: TV Pro, Calc., and British Lit.

that's about it.

i've decided i want to get a new car. but i need to find money first. which is awesome, because it gives me time to shop.

the only problem is, if i find something i like, i'll want to get an advance from bruce, and i don't know how that will go.

plus i have college shit to worry about.

i'm REALLY afraid of this peabody thing.
but i also REALLY want to do it.

yeah. K-T is hott. i love you, girlie!
(even though you're borderline spooky-stalker type)

i'm more excited about my birthday this year than i thought i would be. and it has nothing to do with the fact that i'm 18. it just has to do with the good vibe i'm getting. i don't know why. i'm just jazzed.

and christmas too. as much stuff as i need to finish before i can relax, i still feel great.

scary, eh? i used to complain about doing it. now i'm just glad to have a little extra time to get it done.

but yeah, lights are up in my room (600 this year!!! w00t~!), and last night i wrapped presents. i still need to buy/wrap kathy's, dad's, and katie's, but everything else is done.

i finish the "hawk talk from hell" tomorrow. and i have my econ presentation tomorrow. psych test tomorrow. brit lit test tomorrow.
calculus nap tomorrow. band sucks always.

spud, out.

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justadreamer

:: 2004 4 December :: 3.23pm
:: Mood: discontent
:: Music: "The Runaway" - Something Corporate

You better not, you better not run...
I don't deserve him. Did they think I was kidding when I said that? And yet they turn around and pretty much tell me the exact thing, even after denying me the pleasure of just accepting that fact and moving on before he could get anymore attached to me. That would be unfair to him though. And even after everything I've put him through he's still there claiming to love me.

So what do I do when I realize that I might just love him as well? My mind begins to tell me that I shouldn't trust him, he's lying to me, he doesn't really love me. Do you know how hard it is to try and convince yourself that you're lying to yourself? Especially when you're so used to just accepting the lies.

They say trust your instincts, but if I do that now, will I be ruining something great? They said he's not shallow enough to just say those things without meaning them. He says those kinds of things sometimes, but sometimes it feels like he doesn't even know me, that he doesn't even care.

Does he know that's how he makes me feel? Does he know that sometimes I just wish he could see through my facade so that maybe he'll know how I'm really feeling? That sometimes I want nothing more than for him to just look at me and KNOW that there's something wrong? Maybe we haven't been close enough for that kind of thing to have taken place yet, but I wish. I wish that I could just be completely see through so everyone will just know how much I'm suffering even if I don't really seem to have a reason.

Sometimes I could just scream from frustration. I shouldn't pay any mind to these thoughts. It's so hard to ignore them, though.

I hate the way I feel, and I hate the way I look. I'm going to change it. So why am I sitting here? Because I'm too lazy to make a stand and change. I'll do it though. I just have to find a way. And I will. Maybe then I'll feel like I deserve something good for once.

My mind is so mixed up I can't even keep up with a steady stream of thoughts. I need to do my math work, but won't it wait until Satuday School? Yes, I have to go to Saturday School because I get sick so easily and I've missed over 10 days of school. I am a weak person with a weak immune system.

But I have to go now. I've got to go do.. something. I don't know what yet, but I'll figure it out.

Be safe everyone.

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spud

:: 2004 2 December :: 3.06pm
:: Music: merry merry merry chrisBAH!

yep. can't remember what i was going to write about anymore...


CLICK!

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spud

:: 2004 30 November :: 4.37pm

Granny Wendy~!
Who is your ideal partner in the wizarding world? by Silvikins
Name
Sex
Colour
Partner
Percentage of getting together: 80%
Quiz created with MemeGen!

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JustADreamer

:: 2004 30 November :: 11.35am
:: Music: Simple And Clean (in my mind)

Just finished with a Math Benchmark thing. I think I did well on it, except for maybe one or two questions. This class is amazingly dull sometimes, but sometimes it is amazingly funny.

I'm so happy. I still don't want to write about what (oh, wait, not everyone reads my other journals) but I am happy. That's what counts. Maybe I'll save it for a friends only entry. <3

So, what do you do when second best becomes first?

It stormed really bad this morning. I ignored it for a little while, but then it got worse, so I gave in to my wimpiness and went and laid down by my mom. I can't help it that night storms scare me. They just do. So here I am. Me, same old, same old.

Meh. I have a headache. I'm guessing that I probably won't have too much to eat for lunch because we're out of caesar dressing and caesar croutons, therefore I have RANCH dressing, which wouldn't be so bad if I still had caesar croutons instead of RANCH croutons which just happen to taste really weird.

But, yes. I'm still happy. Happy, happy. I -could- be happier, true, but I'm still happy regardless. I've got my reasons. How about anyone reading this? Is there any life out there? Are you happy, sad? What reason do you have to be so? Unless, you know, you can't say, like I can't say. XD

Wow. Not many faces in this entry. Amazing, considering I typed with mostly faces yesterday afternoon to my friends.

My leg is falling asleep. 4 minutes 'til the bell.

Be safe, everyone, and happy. <3 Much love.
-Ash

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spud

:: 2004 22 November :: 3.56pm

i think i've finally made some personal progress on the katie front.

i'm still working out the details, but i was *snigger - praying about it last night, in my ... distinct manner, and felt a lot better about stuff. i got some real closure.

talking with dad this weekend helped a lot. and that song of solomon got me thinking about stuff. i'm still not sold on some of it, but some of it works. either way, i feel better now. let's hope the trend continues.

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spud

:: 2004 22 November :: 3.42pm

Traverse City
this weekend was great. their new house is so cool.

got the car fixed a couple weeks ago. it's hott again.

urm. got accepted to tech, but don't plan to go.

also sent my app to peabody conservatory. auditions in february.

i need to check up on CMU still. not sure where my paperwork stands on that.

and U of M. their website is FUBAR, so... i don't know. i guess i'll keep trying with that.

and then harvard yet. i really don't know about that one.

oh shit. i forgot about that. i have SAT II testing in like 2 weeks. fuck me in the ass!

oh well, whatever. i don't plan on retaking. i'll just go and do the best i can. as always.

i really don't get that. like, when i think about testing, i get really nervous. but when it actually happens, i don't really think or feel anything. i just kinda go on robot mode. it's weird.

well. i'll see you kidz lata!
rather, ILYTL!

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JustADreamer

:: 2004 15 November :: 9.13pm

I still want to cry. I still can't. I downloaded "Ocean Breathes Salty" by Modest Mouse. Finally. Listening to it now. I really like this song.

I finished my History work. I have yet to finish Count of Monte Christo, and I'm at a complete loss as to what I should do on the poetry section and the writing the introduction to whatever I'm supposed to be writing. And I still haven't done my math. I don't even want to.

I'm so depressed. I just want to copy this song on a CD and listen to it over and over again in my room. In the dark.

That's scenario number one.

I'm so depressed. I just want to lay in my room and watch Moulin Rouge over and over until I fall asleep from sheer exhaustion and depression.

That's scenario number two.

I'm so depressed. I just want to sit in my room and watch/listen to the Coldplay concert until I doze off.

That's scenario number three.

Don't ask about the scenario thing. I'm just.. blah. I don't know if I'd even call it depression. Wah, wah, poor me, pity me. Nah, not really. I just don't want to have to go to school tomorrow or anymore. I don't want to have to read anymore, no more work. But everyone's gotta do this, so why should I be any different?

I just want to be alone, I think. I don't feel like being around my family right now either. I really do want to go listen to music or watch Moulin Rouge. I read a fanfic that was a parody of the Moulin Rouge, so that's why. Plus, I feel like being depressed.

Wow, you know it's really bad when you find me here for the second time in the same day. Two long entries on the same day, that's even worse.

I want to type something, but there's a chance that someone may see it and become utterly depressed and hate me. I don't want to be the object of someone's hatred, so I just won't say it. I can think it though, and I can tell my friends.

Sorry, I know I used to hate it when people got all mysterious like that. If I could be described as mysterious, haha.

... I think I could be described by .. =\

Sad, huh? Ah well. I'm not the most depressed person in the world, nor am I the worst off.. I'm just confused and tired and .. like I've said fifty times already, depressed.

Well, I've already repeated everything over and over so I'll just go... Do something...

Be safe everyone.

And forgive any typos I made.. not really.. here.. spelling-wise..

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