So, school has started again, and I finally finished one of the books I had planned on finishing. Now, as usual, more books come. However, not all are bad. Seriously, for history we have this book all about the banana. Yes, the banana. More so of where it originated, and how it became one of the main fruits for the global market. Should be interesting, yet I question the professor. She said she taught this particular course four times in the 20+ years of teaching. She seemes very relaxed about it, but maybe it is because she has an aid. Another thing she mentioned was her aids always received higher marks than she. But then again, she admitted to us she also was the aid whom the students gave higher marks than the professor. So she added the famous, "what comes around, goes around" at the end of that discussion. Forgot to mention at the beginning of the class she wanted to have music, so she added this. I thought it was done well. Have a listen.
It doesn't matter who we are, we all have a voice to say. This is where we can say who we are. We are artists with a purpose and that purpose is to share our talents with the rest of the world. This is my story and I would like to share it with you as along with other authors.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
And the Journey Moves Onward! Scene from TGS
What, it's already the second week in January, and not one post? Oy, have to get on that. Now to think what has been going on the past few weeks. Well, have a look!
I hung up the phone and reflected on Derek’s words. What did he mean ‘pull you from hot water’? I shook my head, and pulled the covers over my head. Five more minutes please? The image of me on hooks flashed through my mind. I threw the covers off. Might as well get up now. It was going to be an interesting day if the Colonel wanted me. I grabbed hold of random CD and threw it into player. The first song that came on was ACDC’s “Highway to Hell.” I raised an eyebrow at the irony, and shrugged my shoulders. Slipping on my fuzzy slippers, I walked by the main computer, and knocked on its surface. “Good morning Heng-O.”
Heng-O appeared stretching as if she’d been asleep. She was unique because she was also a demon, but trapped in the computer by Saain. Through her, Saain was able to control everyone trapped in that awful place. “Good morning Mistress,” she said. “Anything I could do while you are away?”
“Just the usual,” I said, and shrugged, going into the bathroom, and started the shower. “Nothing else.” I pulled opened the medicine cabinet. A small half-full bottle of medicine poked back, questioning if I would use it today or not. Shrugged my shoulders again, and closed it.
I don’t need them, I thought as I undressed, and got in. I can get by without them. I shifted the knob to make it hotter than what a mortal was able to take. Due to a chemical in my body, I was able to control the elements of fire and ice. Thus, they had proven as immunity. I closed my eyes, and concentrated on my inner fire to rise higher than the water’s. However, I was careful not to allow it to melt my skin. The hot water messaged the aching muscles left over from the day before. Someday I’ll learn to stop taking hard falls, so my muscles would be nice to me.
I hung up the phone and reflected on Derek’s words. What did he mean ‘pull you from hot water’? I shook my head, and pulled the covers over my head. Five more minutes please? The image of me on hooks flashed through my mind. I threw the covers off. Might as well get up now. It was going to be an interesting day if the Colonel wanted me. I grabbed hold of random CD and threw it into player. The first song that came on was ACDC’s “Highway to Hell.” I raised an eyebrow at the irony, and shrugged my shoulders. Slipping on my fuzzy slippers, I walked by the main computer, and knocked on its surface. “Good morning Heng-O.”
Heng-O appeared stretching as if she’d been asleep. She was unique because she was also a demon, but trapped in the computer by Saain. Through her, Saain was able to control everyone trapped in that awful place. “Good morning Mistress,” she said. “Anything I could do while you are away?”
“Just the usual,” I said, and shrugged, going into the bathroom, and started the shower. “Nothing else.” I pulled opened the medicine cabinet. A small half-full bottle of medicine poked back, questioning if I would use it today or not. Shrugged my shoulders again, and closed it.
I don’t need them, I thought as I undressed, and got in. I can get by without them. I shifted the knob to make it hotter than what a mortal was able to take. Due to a chemical in my body, I was able to control the elements of fire and ice. Thus, they had proven as immunity. I closed my eyes, and concentrated on my inner fire to rise higher than the water’s. However, I was careful not to allow it to melt my skin. The hot water messaged the aching muscles left over from the day before. Someday I’ll learn to stop taking hard falls, so my muscles would be nice to me.
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