Monday, August 18, 2008

Beginning and Freshman Composition

Blogging in the Blogosphere
English 52, 60, 100


FORMAT:
When you blog, in the Title, write your first and last name as you would as if you are turning in a paper to me. Then you do not have to write my name because I know you are in my class. Write what English class you are in whether it is English 52, 60, 100 and what College.


For example, one would write:

Yue Hayes
English 52
Cerritos College
Post #1

Homelessness
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In addition, for the title, pick the topic of discussion, grammar/organization, content, current events, pop culture or literature as a TITLE that we have discussed in class. Write the posts like this: write #1 Post or #2 Post or Post #50, so I can easily keep track of them and how many you write.

Of course, you are welcome to write more than several posts, and in doing so is another form of participation and does count in the participation grade. Perhaps, in class, you may not participate all that much but in the realm of the blogosphere, you can from the comfort of your own home,
  • reflect on the day's class discussion or offer up an insight that you found particularly interesting, etc., etc.

  • How does it change the way you think or thought before on the subject?

  • What actions might you take in the future? Anything is open to interpretation.


Of course, I need not go on and on about being respectful towards your peers' opinions and beliefs. If you disagree with another student's views be discreet about it: Do not say so and so is completely wrong because of this and that. Instead, say, I disagree with so and so and here are the reasons why I do. Go after their evidence and support and do not, I repeat do not attack someone else personally. This is supposed to be a forum for everyone to share their ideas and views.

*I will enforce the blogosphere by either deleting your hard work, making an example out of you here in the realm of the blogosphere or in class* . . .

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2complex 4 1dimensional minds said...

THIS IS JUST FUNNY:


10 TRUTHS BLACK & HISPANIC PEOPLE KNOW, BUT WHITE WON'T ADMIT

1. ELVIS IS DEAD

2. JESUS IS NOT WHITE

3. RAP MUSIC IS HERE TO STAY(LONG LIVE THE WU)

4. KISSING UR PET IS NOT CLEAN OR CUTE.

5. SKINNY DOES NOT EQUAL SEXY(MY PERSONAL FAVORITE)

6. THOMAS JEFFERSON HAD BLACK KIDS

7. A 5yr. OLD IS TOO DAMN BIG FOR A STROLLER

8. N'SYNC WILL NEVER HOLD A CANDLE TO THE JACKSON 5

9. AN OCCASIONAL ASS-BEATING KEEPS UR KIDS IN LINE(THATS Y UR KIDS KILL YOU)

10. HAVING UR KIDS CUSS YOU OUT IN PUBLIC IS NOT NORMAL.



10 TRUTHS BLACK & WHITE PEOPLE KNOW, BUT HIPANICS WILL NEVER ADMIT.



1. HICKEY'S ARE NOT ATTRACTIVE

2. CHICKEN IS FOOD NOT A ROOMMATE

3. JESUS IS NOT A NAME FOR YOUR SON

4. MARIA IS A NAME....BUT NOT FOR EVERY DAUGHTER(TRUER WORDS WHERE NEVR WROTE)

5. YOUR COUNTRY'S FLAGE IS NOT A CAR DECORATION

6. JUMP OUT AND RUN IS NOT IN ANY INSURANCE POLICIES(BUT IT WORKS)

7. 10 PEOPLE TO A CAR IS CONSIDEREDE TOO MANY.(NOT REALLY BUT MEXICANS DIDN'T MAKE THE LIST)

8. BUTTONING JUS THE TOP BUTTON OF UR SHIRT IS A BAD FASHION STATEMENT

9. MAMI AND PAPI CAN'T POSSIBLY THE NICKNAME OF EVERYONE IN YOUR FAMILY

10. LETTING UR CHILDREN RUN WILDLY THROUGH THE STORE IS NOT NORMAL



10 TRUTHS WHITE & HISPANIC PEOPLE KNOW, BUT BLACK PEOPLE WON'T ADMIT.


1. O.J. DID IT

2. 2PAC IS DEAD(R.I.P.)

3. TEETH SHOULD NOT BE DECORATED

4. WEDDINGS SHOULD START ON TIME

5. YOUR PASTOR DOSEN'T KNOW EVERYTHING

6. JESSE JACKSON WILL NEVER BE PRESIDENT(THANK GOD!)

7. RED IS NOT A KOOL-AID FLAVOR, ITS A COLOR(LOL)

8. CHRUCH DOESN'T REQUIRE EXPENSIVE CLOTHES

9. CROWN ROYAL BAGS ARE MEANT TO BE THROWN AWAY

10. YOUR RIMS AND SOUND SYSTEM SHOULD NOT COST MORE THAN UR CARS

kayla said...

Kayla Marley
English 100
GWC
Post 41

Thanks Isaias. Once I got a few lines down I was unstopable. Haha.
Jovanna, we will meet on Saturday. :) I think I knew which one you were but I wasn't quite to sure. Can't wait to meet you.

SOOO here is the rest of the poem:

Why can’t that be me?
By Kayla Marley

As I got off the train
It started to rain
There were screams of horror
And yet so much more
The gun shots so loud
Made me so much less proud
The screams and the yells
One could never tell
All the hurt that day
I could never say
All the pain I suffered
Has only made me tougher
The separation of loved ones
Caused millions of screams
And young loves had shattered dreams
The night was cold
I have never been told
Those tears that I had cried
Never have felt so dry
The next day I found out
I knew the route
Out to the forest
To dig the graves
Of all the young ones so brave
I look up to the sky
And start to cry
I look at the birds flying so free
And wonder why that can’t be me
A Nazi starts to shout
Then pull his gun out
I got back to work
And he gave me a smirk
I hear the bell
And think to myself this must be hell
The next day I awoke to the ringing of the morning bell
We were given bread
And that was all we were fed
After the long day came to an end
I lost a very dear friend
I was taken to the showers
But they had no power
I felt so lucky that day
But it was not worth the price I had to pay
I look up to the sky
To see the birds fly
So calm and free
Why can’t that be me?


Question: when is the next rough draft due?


Now I get to go write a longgg essay about pollution.
Have a good day bye!!

Alyssa said...

alyssa wall
english 52
cerritos college

Poem:
A Sheltered Life?
This is what most people think
when they hear my name
sure i guess to some extent
they are right
but there is a lot they do not know
because when i hear my name
sheltered is not what i think
i have been given a lot
that i wont deny
but i have had a lot taken from me
i have had my share of problems
and a car on my 16th birthday
would easily be traded
for my uncle who died near my 18th
to come back
losing a best friend to cancer,
nothing will ever fill that void
and helping another through it now
will never be forgotten
whether life or death pevales
but through all the problems
i have learned one thing
happiness can only be brought by me
and i may not completly have it
but i am getting there
and i do know
that only i can give myself happiness

that is one poem

my research question is
we can use subject titles right??

Jovana!
Thank you so much...your advice is really sweet...and you really seem to be sincere..i really appricate that. I know that everything will be okay, but while it is actually happening it is hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel if you know what i mean. You seem like a real sweet heart, and worth talking to as well!
alyssa<3

Alyssa said...

alyssa wall
english 52
cerritos college

Poem:
A Sheltered Life?
This is what most people think
when they hear my name
sure i guess to some extent
they are right
but there is a lot they do not know
because when i hear my name
sheltered is not what i think
i have been given a lot
that i wont deny
but i have had a lot taken from me
i have had my share of problems
and a car on my 16th birthday
would easily be traded
for my uncle who died near my 18th
to come back
losing a best friend to cancer,
nothing will ever fill that void
and helping another through it now
will never be forgotten
whether life or death pevales
but through all the problems
i have learned one thing
happiness can only be brought by me
and i may not completly have it
but i am getting there
and i do know
that only i can give myself happiness

that is one poem

my research question is
we can use subject titles right??

Jovana!
Thank you so much...your advice is really sweet...and you really seem to be sincere..i really appricate that. I know that everything will be okay, but while it is actually happening it is hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel if you know what i mean. You seem like a real sweet heart, and worth talking to as well!
alyssa<3

Alyssa said...

alyssa wall
english 52
cerritos college

Poem:
A Sheltered Life?
This is what most people think
when they hear my name
sure i guess to some extent
they are right
but there is a lot they do not know
because when i hear my name
sheltered is not what i think
i have been given a lot
that i wont deny
but i have had a lot taken from me
i have had my share of problems
and a car on my 16th birthday
would easily be traded
for my uncle who died near my 18th
to come back
losing a best friend to cancer,
nothing will ever fill that void
and helping another through it now
will never be forgotten
whether life or death pevales
but through all the problems
i have learned one thing
happiness can only be brought by me
and i may not completly have it
but i am getting there
and i do know
that only i can give myself happiness

that is one poem

my research question is
we can use subject titles right??

Jovana!
Thank you so much...your advice is really sweet...and you really seem to be sincere..i really appricate that. I know that everything will be okay, but while it is actually happening it is hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel if you know what i mean. You seem like a real sweet heart, and worth talking to as well!
alyssa<3

serenity40 said...

Shannon Flak
Eng 100
GWC


How do we cite, all the information we research and use?

Is the letter to Mr.Hsiao due on December 1st?

Nam Luu said...

Word to Amador.

Sums everything up I have mentioned right?

Don't think The Wire and The Shield are not influenced by real life situations, and are just totally make belief. Especially The Shield... Rampart....

In the words of the homie Exposition.
"Shoot 41, get 82 back at chu."

LEESUH said...

Lisa Nguyen
English 60
cypress college

MY POEM:
I Want What She Has

Her necklace raps around her soft neck
And the rock shines brighter then
The sunlight burning through the thick
Atmosphere of the earth.
Gazing into her eyes I smile and say,
I want what she has
She walks along the streets with pride
With shoes I’ve never seen in my life.
It just looks so warm to me
But I smile and say to myself,
I want what she has
I see her come in her home with doors wide open
And a home to sleep in.
But it is an empty home with nothing but heartless soul
But I still just smile and say,
I want what she has
But there is nothing better than coming
Home to a big warm family
We play, we sing, and we dance knowing
Nothing in the world can come between us
And all I can do is smile and say,
She wants what I have.


It's just something i started on.
I still need to write my second one, my collage, and my essay.

When is the essay due?
How do I use Ebsco host?

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♥ Ali-Boo♥ said...

quick question one of the two poems we have to write correct? and the other one can be anyone?

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Tali_ya52 said...

Hey everybody :D
i have'nt been on here in a while
i missed all you guys
so how is everyone??

Marisela said...

I think I'm coming down with a case of depression. I don't know why I feel sooo sad sometimes. I can't explain it but I feel worthless. I have a great career right at my finger tips and I love what I do but something is missing. I feel empty.
I try telling myself that i will be okay but it overcomes my emotions. Is it the love that I lack making me feel this way? Not having a "man" in my life? Not being in a committed relationship? Not sure what it is but I sure want this feeling to stop!!!!
P.S
It actually feels good writing this down. Crazy!!!

Carinna Luvs you... said...

Carinna Martinez
Cypress College
English 60

Young Mother

A girl so young
Met a boy, who she thought she loved
Ventured into some fun
She did not know what was soon to come
Being only a teen
Didn’t realize the mistake she had made
Till it was too late
She soon felt sick
Then in an instant she seen
She was going to be a mother at only thirteen
A million thoughts ran through her head
How was she going to tell mom and dad

This is just the begining of one of my poems...still needs work...

Im still a little confused about the ebsco host...do we have the schools library to use it?

K. Liou said...

Kevin Liou
English 60
Cypress College
Post ?

Poem:

Untitled

Fat is fantastic and big is great
We all eat so much till there is no plate
When we get up and head out on our way
The master chef comes out and begs us to stay

Please do no leave my ginormous jolly friends
You must stay until an ambulance sends
To the hospital where your life may be a stake
I am sorry doctor but did you say steak?

Your conditions can be easily avoided with proper nutrition and exercise
But that does not matter because you are already devouring that chicken thigh
Pardon doctor but we will be on our way if you please
We are going back to eat until we can not see our knees

Fat is good, fat is nice
We really should eat some vegetables and rice
But thinking of that is too late
Already buried in a casket because that was our mistake



Question about the research paper:

How to use EBSCO Host?

Anonymous said...

so like this is my poem... don't like it too much but it somewhat defines me so here it goes:


Forever Yours

I regret to say what i will about you
My bound to you have seem to hold no limit.
I try once and thousand times again
to let go
to destroy
to hate
Is it love or am i sworn by faith?
The days of which i plot evil
are the days in which you stand before me
I know that when our eyes grasp
my heart fills with passion
my spirit is enlighted
corruption surpasses as memories invade
The remininscent soldiers lay their swords.
I bow to you, to your soul, to your love.
Even when you show me my last door
i cannot pull apart my chains
They are not the shackles of torture
these are the authority of my longing
I fight everyday
with every battle i seem to only think
"where are you?"
You were the one who knew my soul.
My view of the world
has share with yours.
I learn to hate that of which i never did
Because when i smile on this planet
i know deep inside it is just a phase.
my real smile seems to come only to you
No matter how much we shattered at each other
i find it we're always still here
Perhaps faith did choose this?
And even if she did not
I would of chose it
No matter how long
until you realize it
I am forever yours

cfunk said...

Cortney Funk
Cypress College
English 60


Poems are very diffcult to write. I envy everyone who can put their emotions into such beautiful words. Bear with me, please!

So young
So carefree
So innocent
Yet niave.

She said to herself.
"I'm ready for this,
These childish acts,
I will not miss."

Yet battles begin
Inside her mind.
Everything thing she had
Must be left behind.

Such a hard challenge
For one girl alone,
To go against everything
her parents condone.....


Question:
When do we learn about EBSCO HOST?

.monster. said...

Gabriel Murillo
English 100
Cypress College

El Tattoo

The ink enters my bloodstream
leaving a permanent mark
on my skin and my soul

my skin becomes a canvas,
a soft, intricate canvas/

it becomes a live masterpiece,
full of colour and shapes.
This permament marking
on my skin, my soul my blood
will forever be a reminder
of all the battles won & lost

my skin will forever bear the ink
my soul, the reason
and my blood will forever carry art.
From my toes to my heart
to my brain and back to my toes.

oh this beautiful markin
that transforms my skin
into a beatufiul and soft canvas,
full of colour, wild dreams
and a rebellious spirit that will never be extinguished.



question


do we need to use the school library top us the EBSCO host?

Nam Luu said...

Nam Luu
English 60
Cypress

Title
"Release Yourself"


Fight the good fight

No Remorse - No Sorrow

The Bad – The Evil – The devil of all things

The last man standing – The principle of all being?

What we want is peace! – They act upon with war…

What we call freedom! – They reach and take some more…

Brothers and Sisters… – Pawns and Kings…

“Human beings of all things”

Off to a land far, far away...

At home the media sways

Fight the good fight or Fight no more

Fight the good fight or Fight no more


Still working on it.


And my question is also about Ebsco host and getting a log in id, or at least how do I register. I have tried searching on my gateway help and cc website and see nothing.

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Quote:

Blogger Marisela said...

I think I'm coming down with a case of depression. I don't know why I feel sooo sad sometimes. I can't explain it but I feel worthless. I have a great career right at my finger tips and I love what I do but something is missing. I feel empty.
I try telling myself that i will be okay but it overcomes my emotions. Is it the love that I lack making me feel this way? Not having a "man" in my life? Not being in a committed relationship? Not sure what it is but I sure want this feeling to stop!!!!
P.S
It actually feels good writing this down. Crazy!!!

November 19, 2008 6:44 PM


well do you know what you want most in your life?

Unknown said...

Amreen Ramjan
English 60
Cypres College

A man named Barack Obama ran for president
rumors spread about him that werent relevant
voters became hesistant
about how to vote for
weeks into the campaign obama was ahead in the polls
he reached into the people's souls
he was very convincing in his speeches
he words brought about motivation and change

so far unarmed/marshall said...

Marshall Rhodes
English 60
Cypress
Personal Story not poem because Mr. Hsiao said it was ok.

It all started when my Father was younger. He was out drinking with his friend and they were just enjoying their night. At some point while my father and his friend were at the bar, a shady looking character walked in with a couple of his buddies. The four men looked like they were construction workers who just got off their shift and were going out for a relaxing drink. Unfortunately they weren’t construction workers and all they were looking for was trouble. The man who walked in first was a semi tall man with dork short hair who wasn’t very built and wasn’t a flimsy looking man. He and his friends walked in like they were hot stuff and as they passed by my father and his friend Johnny, the man who walked in first looked at my Dad and straight up told him that, “ hey! I don’t like your hat”. Then my father replied, “well that’s unfortunate for you”

The man replied, “well then maybe I don’t like you either”. Then my father replied to that in a mistaken kind of astonished tone, “well that’s really unfortunate”. The man flicked his hat and tried to get somewhat into a physical confrontation. My father’s friend Johnny was sitting two feet from the man while he was threatening his friend and then Johnny kind of stood up in his seat and was talking to my father like “ who the hell is this guy?”
The man then tried to start a fight but the man didn’t realize how big and muscular my dad’s friend was until he stood up. The Shady looking man kind of stepped back and that moment the police had so thankfully stepped into the bar and said the casual,” what’s the problem here?!”

The police took my father, his friend Johnny, the shady looking man and his friends who just stood behind the shady looking man the entire time and didn’t really say anything because they looked like they weren’t trying to start anything into the cop cars outside.
The police then returned to my father and his friend and asked them in a somewhat upset voice, “do you have any idea who you were about to get into a fight with?” My father replied no because he nor his friend Johnny had ever seen them before. The policeman then replied that it was Sonny Barger. My father then gasped and knew exactly who the shady looking man was. The cop replied, “that is the leader of Hell’s Angels” My father knew this and his friend Johnny then looked at each other like they had just seen a ghost.

Finally the police left with Sonny and his friends and then my father and his friend went home because they were starting a ruckus in the bar so they were kicked out for the night. They both looked back on that day as the day they almost got into a fight with the leader of one of the most dangerous gangs in the world. The man would have lost the fight that night for sure because my father and his friend Johnny could have taken them easy but they would have had an entire army out for them. It is kind of funny if you think about it.
He literally met his worse nightmare that night and didn’t even know it till it was all over.

DannyNguyen said...

Danny Nguyen
Cypress College
English 60

Poem:

As I get blessed
by the herb's essence
I sit and ponder
about the world's presence
Do I judge what is right
or do I critique what is wrong
Do I grab something to bite
or shall I sit and listen to a song
Whatever it may be
I just want to feel happy
Whatever fits my needs
I will do it indeed
For I am blessed
by the herb's essence.



What is the minimum number of resources we need for our Work Cited page?

samantha. said...

samantha t.
english 60.
cypress college


i must agree with cortney.
im no poet so.."bear with me"

I eat and eat and continue to purge
and when it comes, that time of urge
ill just eat more and no worries will pass me by
i feel no emotion none even when I cry
i feel my waist it feels so thick
I need to lose weight, lose it quick
I look at the scale and it says eighty four
i need to eat less to the goal I ask fro.


my final paper will be on eating disorder.

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Carlos Macias said...

How to fix fragments.

1)Because I can. I drink beer.
Revised- I drink beer because I can.

2)Since I was sick. I did not go to school.
Revised- I did not go to school since I was sick.

3)I loved the movie. Although my children did not.
Revised- I loved the movie although my chidren did not.

How to fix fragments

1)He was a nice man he would greet everyone.
Revised-He was a nice man, and he would greet everyone.

2)I needed to go grocery shopiing I did not go because I was too busy.
Revised-I needed to go grocery shopping, but I did not go because I was too busy.

3)My daughter was runnning at the park she finally got tired from all the running and wanted to take a nap.
Revised-My daughter was running at the park. She finally got tired from running and wanted to take a nap.

Carlos Macias said...

My poem

What is Mother

A mother is a person who forgets who she is tired.
A mother is a person who never gets sick.
A mother is is a person who never has money to spend on herself, but always more than enough money to spend on her children.
A mother is person who gets her vacation on her children bithdays.
A mother is one who is willing to work over time, for her children could have more.
A mother is one who makes spagetti.
A mother is a person who gives up every thing for her children.
A mother is person that is reading this poem with a smile.

my poen still needs work.

Mr. H when do we havetoo turn in our final paper? Sorry for bearly posting how to fix the fragment and run on.

2complex 4 1dimensional minds said...

Amador Damaso
Engl. 52
Cerritos

HE TOLD ME THE ROSE ON HIS ARM DOESNT BLOOM ANYMORE
ITS NOT THE SAME AS IT WAS, THE WAY IT WAS BEFORE
IN THE SPRING IT WOULD BEGIN TO SPROUT AND GROW
IN THE SUMMER IT WAS IN FULL BLOOM, SO BEAUTIFUL
IN THE FALL THE COLOR OF PETALS WOULD BEGIN TO CHANGE
AND IT WOULD DIE IN THE WINTER, AND THAT WAS A SHAME
BUT NOW THE VEINS OF LIFE RUN COLD AND DRY
AND CONSEQUENTLY THE ROSE IS READY TO DIE
SEE THE HYPODERMIC NEEDLE PUNCTURES THE STEM
AND THE TRACKS OF HOLES SEEM TO SIGNALS THE END
THRU THE TINY WOUND ENTERS THE GRIME
THE TOXINS BLOCK ALL FEELINGS, EVEN THE SUNSHINE
SO THE ROSE LACKS WHAT IS NEEDED TO THRIVE
SO IT BEGINS TO WITHER, DIE, AND IT LIES
SLIGHTLY TO THE SIDE, THAN THE ROSE BEGINS TO ITCH
LOOKS LIKE ITS READY TO STRAP FOR A FIX
SO THE RUBBER HOSE IS TIED TIGHT TO PUMP OUT A VEIN
TO THE BOTTOM OF THE SPOON IS TAKEN A FLAME
HE FILLS IN THE NEEDLE WITH HEROIN AND TEARS THROUGH HIS SKIN
AND BEFORE THE HIGH HITS HE CRYS CUZ HE KNOWS THE ROSE WILL NEVER BLOOM AGAIN...


KAYLA:
I REALLY LIKED THE POEM... ONCE AGAIN I'M SORRY IF I OFFENED YOU.



QUESTION:
CAN WE USE AN INTERVIEW AS A SOURCE? IF SO HOW DO WE PUT IT IN THE WORKS CITED?

kayla said...

Kayla Marley
English 100
GWC
Post 42

Amador-
Thanks. I enjoyed your poem as well. Don't worry about offending me. It is okay. I'm sure you've experienced something bad and I understand. But you were very good at freestyling.

NIck Dawg Mutha Mutha said...

Nick Hernandez
English 60
Cypress

You look at me on the screen

you think to yourself "why me?"

The Decision is quick and painless
for you, that is.

your emotions hit you like a ton of bricks

an abortion is the answer
just a quick fix.

all i got so far.

okay, aboot the paper, if its like 5 and 3/4 pages, do we get marked down?

corona said...

brittany corona
english 60
cypress college

do we have to do an interview or is it just a thing we can do?

well peace out everyone

LEI said...

Ray Torres
Mr.Hsaio
English 60
Cypress College

Super Human

Feeling super human
made it to the other side where the grass seems greener
recognition i've gained
but my body i've strained
behind the face mask is a dieing teen.
A darker cloud follows him where ever he goes.
A boys life is ending at only 17 years old.
Somebody save him from the hands that try to become superhuman.
No one helps because no one knows that those hands are not very super human.

.............something like that.......

LEI said...

Ray Torres
Mr.Hsaio
English 60
Cypress College


Where are todays young athletes supposed to turn when colleges are either raising tuition or decreasing acceptants making it harder for athletes to find financial aid to go to college. In the age where highlight players come on in a million what other choice do the have then to find that edge that boost that thing that puts them above the rest what they need to gain a free education. At this day in age steriods are looked at as aids for whatever physical jam u are in and the long term affects are not stressed enough. I wish i would have known.

brandon said...

brandon
Goldenwest
Eng100
Post:IDK

wanted to share this:


Draped in garments and long robes,
strong yet fine as betals from a rose,
the Great one sits upon his throne,
bejeweled in riches few have known.

His mane flows out-a brook without sound,
from the golden beauty of his crown
His court is kept by knights and clowns,
all are welcome,
none turned down.

The whiteness of his beard turns day to night,
and lightning is bourne in the flash of his eye,
A peaceful man yet once not scared to fight,
his gilded sword he keeps unsheathed in sight.

But a show of might is not always just,
neither wanton acts or thoughts of lust,
a kingdom built upon beams of trust:
respect is law, and law is must.

For all who defy his lofty will,
may find their cup of life unfilled,
whence ink comes no more from his quill,
the book will close, the world stand still.

-Anon

Its Paul OMG said...

Paul Cutler
English 60
Cypress College
Post 13

Let my start off by saying that my math teacher has swamped us with work this week since we have fallen behind, for HER absences.

Sorry it is not the full poem, but here is what I have so far:

TITLE: ????

Sitting in darkness,
with no sights to see.
It is time to stand up,
To Escape,
Be Free.


I am putting some thought into this and I want it to be good, so I'm not going to just post all my ideas on my paper.

Oh, and my question.
I am doing a level 7 research question, which is:
BP1 Argue One Side
BP2 Argue Other Side
BP3 Final Truth/Your Side

can we write more than one paragraph per topic?
ie: BP1&2 ARGUE 1 SIDE
BP3&4 Argue Other Side
BP5(&6?) Truth

tristababbyyy said...

Trista Vega
Cypress College
English 60

my attempted poem

A women is strong
A women is confident
A women is first class
A women is capable

She needs to be respected
She needs to be adored
She needs to feel equality
She needs to feel a part of society

Yeah it definitely needs work but it shows the basic idea

GIRL POWER!

Question:
Can we use several articles on one source? For example, different websites and such.

BOO said...

Alyssa Rosario
English 60
Cypress

Love is something i cannot fully describe
with all the emotions that bring me so many high's
love love
a gift from God above
something definitely worth fighting for
worth a push maybe a shove
love, i will not let it pass me by

well thats only part of a poem. i am definitely going to write more. it is a working progress. :)

well i was not quite sure about the EBSCO HOST. due we have to use the computers at school???

james said...

James Kang

Amador
sup G. ey i need your email to send you my poems and stuff.

Reality. The way it.is. said...

((Amador))
i am extremely sorry to hear about your tragic incident!! i would like to tell you that yeah the cops are judges of the streets but the ultimate judge is the ONE upstairs.. he will take of the people that have harmed your family members!!
i did not take offense to ur rap about cops..i am not the sensitive type..if anything i found it be hilarious!! yeah my moms a cop but i hear all THAT ALL THE TIME...not about her..but in general. i appreciate your apology though! ((OH YEAH AND MAY I ADD THAT YOU ARE VERY TALENTED))
BRENDA

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2complex 4 1dimensional minds said...

JAMES:
its halo_click@yahoo.com or
savior277@hotmail.com
either or ese!!!

BRENDA:
THANKS FOR THE COMPLIMENTS ON THE HIP HOP.. AND YEA I TRY TO BE AS HONEST AS POSSIBLE AND STUFF SO I JUS SPEAK, VERY LIL MENTAL FILTER LOL...

KAYLA:
THANKS FOR THE PROPS ON MY RAPS. U SEEM LIKE A REALLY INTELLIGENT PERSON AND I HOPE WE GET T TALK ON THE TRIP THIS WEEKEND...

Yliana said...

Yliana Velasco
Eng. 52
Cerritos College
Post 30??

My topic is on Global Warming and i wanted to know if i can use two books for the research paper? The books i got give alot of information and i would like to use both of them.

Reality. The way it.is. said...

Brenda Velasco
English 52
Cerritos College

My daddy
To clarify things i wanted to say,
That I simply wanted my daddy to stay,
You left me here with a broken heart,
I Don't know what to do or where to start.
..... to be continued...


Love
My love is constant,
never will it die,
it is like a breath of fresh air, a sudden sigh,
...to be continued...

solopan said...

Isaias Estrada
English 52
Cerritos College

Work in progress-
needs editing.

Boundless galaxies of dust
A star Explodes
Earth is found
Grass
The forgotten past
New creatures rising
Along side the east
Daylight approaches
Sunlight shadows
They live for the feast
Lives are lost

Darkness comes
Moonlight dawns
The new night arrives
With an essence of uncertainty
Yet we rise from our caves
In search of happiness
And blissful activity
Engine beast
fills the streets
Cancer city
Pleads with pity
Home
Alone
TV thrills
TV kills

New love is found
All things around us
Living, breathing, feeding
Am I really Alive?
Is she really here?
I have no fear
If you do
It will it eat you whole
Trapping you with no place to go

I found my way
Reached the end of the highway
Have I completed my task?
Or is it just time to die

Anonymous said...

so yeah, felt all this hatred. It sorta invovles my friends, family, and who i view things. Not what i plan on doing for my project though.

My Cape

i lost my patience in this world
a world of no greater thought than one's own happiness
Becuz the thrive with me draws from other people's
i learn that my thrive is my own flaw.
An innocent state of mind
where all is compelled to single desire.
The heavens hold only as a significant arbiter
as to the sign of the incompetent.
This is the fore telling of the fake and critiques.
What i lay in view everyday are seekings
what i deal with everyday are bounded speeches.
The restrictions to how they can think different, but no.
They're a hamster that runs that wheel till the moon casts sight.
I live with consultation and plees.
What i give holds wisdom and a small key.
A key in they think of use except throw away.
My hatred for this place bears deep.
I grow more weary seeing the way these insecures act.
They want placement in their path.
They want definition when of what needs no acknowledgement.
These people want life.
But they don't know how to feel it.
They don't know how to control it.
I watch them grow and i know i am older
A cape that hangs on to me, it bears the past.
It holds me down like golden stones.
Maybe that's how the world can truly be viewed, once something dies.
When death can happen, new life can begin.
The time consumes by and the clothing tears piece by piece
i sense darkness creeping over
it's not madness, i chose of it.
I can myself with that smile
A smile where i can unleashed on them.
That kid was right, i do have a lot of anger...
maybe it's time... i do something with it
perhaps just a cry for help
maybe i seek love.
so i can blind myself and forget all this hatred.
Becuz i know when i have someone to think about,
all this will mean nothing and i can freeze my purity.
Who will understand that though?
That i want to fade away my pain and just be part of that crowd
A crowd of the forgotten and wears only life jackets for the embrace
of the future
of desparity
of war
of death
of lost
Misinterpretation, miscommuncation
I thank myself that i mastered patience so many times.
I know i can save you but can i save myself...

Anonymous said...

oh i wanna clear up about what is said in class today. I think that most of everyone took it the wrong way really bad, which offended me a lot becuase i have dealt with people that gone through times where they're not happy and they don't know why. It sickens me when certain guys say i should go for her. I think to myself that if i was a doctor, it's like hitting on a client. I don't do that under any circumstances and follow disciplinary rules through heavy experiences. BUSINESS IS BUSINESS and NO PERSONAL stuff is invovled at any cause.

SO going back, i wanna say that i talked to a couple of girls that went through what she went through. It's not becuase of a man because sometimes the girl doesn't really knwo what they want to do. It happens to the ones that break up a lot too. THey get tired of it and lose spirit really quick. The problem is that some men don't get that. THey view things from sides as a man and not as a friend. NO OFFENSE but i see it happen a lot. But not the main point. The girl sometimes don't have definition in life so tehrefore i ask directly what is it you want most in life?

I don't mean it as "WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT?" i'm trying to say "well, look at what ur heart wants first?"

I have done a lot of counseling and today was just retarded. It's jumping to conclusions, that's what it is.

no offense Marisela, but i'm not trying to hit on you. I have dealt with people who felt what u have felt so yeah... and i thought i could help you

~CraZZy luvable bRi~ said...

Briana Branch
Cerritos College
English 52

~My Original Poem~ (an excerpt)

you fulfill my every desire
when im with you
you take me higher
take me to rehab
you're the drug that can do my
system no bad
im higher than promethesine can
take me
im bubbly with excitement
and stratisfeared with joy
i am the sunset over your hill
i am the battery to your toy
stretch you dreams.....


(to be cont....) :-)

Anna Caludac said...

"Precarious"

"Mise-en-scene"--manipulate the audience
Of women and men
See the world through the maker's eye
Forced to think only his way
What about taking a step back, to see the world with a naked eye?
Two pupils--two tunnels to absorb light,
there's the left, and then the right
To create hindsight and foresight
To develop vivid perception in the darkest of night
The Moon shines brighter than the Sun,
The stars move faster than the clouds.
The sky clear, level of visibility high
Even if eyes closed or blind,
you need not fear to try, to be shy, to cry, to die.
Live beyond space and time,
beyond glorious and sublime,
beyond laconic and uncouth.
Dare you to move:
To educate the youth, to approach the aloof, to cleanse the uncouth, to relinquish any proof.
You have more than something to prove,
more than something to lose--
Call it simply this: the Truth.

Question about the Final Research Paper:
Can you tell us when the exact day of our final is?

nic9185 said...

Tree of life and…..

Look here at this tree
This tree of life
This tree of wonder
For this tree the bringer of oxygen
This tree the recycler of carbon dioxide
This tree timber says he
For he this tree will be
(Against my plea)

nic9185 said...

Tri me and you need to have a talk either before class or after up to you man.

Anonymous said...

yea sure, but now i feel like what i wrote was a bad thing.

hahaha.

I wasn't that offended but i guess i took it up too far though.

Marisela said...

Hey Tri
Not sure what went on in your class but it seems as if the conversation went south.
What I am trying to say is that I believe the core of my mild sadness is due to being "lonely". I have so much love to give yet do not have anyone special to give/share it with. Of course my family and friends are very much in touch with the love I give out but I am talking in regards of a Lover. That special someone that makes you melt every time you think of them. The person that puts a smile in or face with no reason, a love, so to speak. My heart craves this desire. I just need to be patient and focus on my career. Eventually I'll find that special someone. But it has been a very hard three years without a honey bunny. :)
Thanks!
P.S
I never even once thought u were hitting on me... No Offense...lol

Marisela said...

English 52
Cerritos

Poem

Red Light Rush

I'm sorry for the loss,
the defeat of a life
But from this comes
experience in which I thrive
I'm not one for words
because I like the rush
In my eyes lay hope that, I beg you trust
I may not save all but
I do save some
and death is one that will never make me succumb....
...To be Continues...

John Hsiao said...

For those attending Bolsa Chica this Saturday, here is an e-mail from one of the directors there:

I have been getting e-mails on what to wear and what not.

Make sure your students are prepared before coming to the wetlands,
please have them:

• Bring water for the hike, unfortunately, we do not have running water at our interpretive
center

• Wear closed-toed shoes- they are absolutely required to ensure safety

• Wear layered clothing/jackets- Weather changes quickly at the wetlands and can go
from cool and foggy to hot and sunny within an hour. So, please make sure your
students wear clothing that they can easily peel off or put on as the weather changes

• Sunscreen/Hats/Sunglasses- protection from the sun and harmful UV rays is important

Before Coming to the wetlands please make them aware:

• It is very important to stay on trails, stay out of restricted areas, do not hike down the
slope of any overlook and do not enter the flood control channel

• Stay together in their respective groups- This way no one misses out on what their guide
is showing/discussing

• Keep as quiet as possible- The quieter the group the more wildlife they will get to see

• Hunting, collecting, harming, harassing and killing of any animal, bird, reptile, nest,
egg, insect, flower, or plant is strictly prohibited anywhere in Bolsa Chica

(Harassment
includes but is not limited to touching, chasing, feeding, prodding, or any other activity
which may alter the animal's health or normal behavior. All collecting is prohibited;
this includes egg shells, feathers, rocks, seashells, bones, skins, artifacts, and all other
natural, historical, and biological materials.)

John Hsiao said...

*•:*¨¨*:•.

The conversation has become more conciliatory and congenial.

Thank you Amador, Kayla, Jovana, Isaias, and others for expressing that thread and extending upon it.

Tolerance as Harry Davids said before is open to interpretation and this country above all allows for that freedom.

He would know more so than any of us after surviving/living through the Holocaust, going to South Africa, and arriving here in the States.

He said that in all sincerity and honesty.

Good questions to the students who asked them.

Chris's question stuck with Harry after, and we talked about it:

Do you follow vengeance?

Harry paused when he said that he finally figured out that vengeance consumes you.

Forgiveness is just that a cleansing of the soul form all enmities and an allowance for acceptance/understanding of all things.

One can forgive but not forget.

Everyone should have gone to see the Holocaust Speaker, Harry Davids.

Unforgettable

John Hsiao said...

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Students have pointed out to me: "Where is Mr. Hsiao of late?"

I am here.

I just have other administrative duties I have to fulfill.

I will not go into much detail because I do not want to bore you with the details, but I do not have to be here all the time anymore because the blogosphere is running along smoothly.

There are misundertandings that are just that miscommunicaes, and the appropriate actions are being taken to fix the connection so to speak.

I will blog/post more about what is due and what not because I am getting some questions about the poems and collages and all.

The questions you ask about the Final Paper, I have accumulated and I will answer them all at once in class.

I will.

Thank you for
,¸¸,ø¤Âº¤Ã¸,ø¤Âº°`°Âº¤Ã¸,¸¸,ø¤Âº
those sharing from their hearts:

Alyssa, you have opened up a lot. Thank you for sharing of your life and troubles so straightforwardly and directly despite all the trials you have gone through.

Marisela, you as well have been quite honest and direct. I would not expect any less from you. I hope you can continue on with us next semester.

Tri, playfully, I discussed your post in class, and I am glad that you said your peace/piece. You explained it well, and no one in class took it as that way. I would chastise them of course. We have a very young class like I said before.

Amador, thank you for clearing things up with that freestyle. Enough said there



,¸¸,ø¤Âº¤Ã¸,ø¤Âº°`°Âº¤Ã¸,¸¸,ø¤Âº Everyone

I like what I see.

Keep it up.

Crazymommy said...

Jenny Guzman
English 52
Cerritos College


Sorry so late,

I want to say to my classmates that you guys are the best classmates in the world.
I never thought you guys would do that. Both John and I loved the gifts. So thanks from the bottom of my heart!!!

John Hsiao said...

The Baby Shower thrown for Jenny was GREAT!

No one has talked about that except the one that it was thrown for.

Thank you to all the students who took part in bringing the authentic foods:

I would list them, but I do not want to make everyone else jealous.

Danielle, you are a great organizer. Good work with all of that!

You definitely know how to P.A.R.T.Y. as you like to say.

Jenny, on behalf of all the students in that class, thank you for being you.

You, most of all, and everyone involved, good work with the Baby Shower!

♥ Ali-Boo♥ said...

SOMEONE HELP ME!! MR.H/ ANYONE


the two poems we are suppose to have..okay do they both have to me made up or do i make one and find another. and another thing the poem i write do i have to relate it to my subject or can it be whatever?and for the other poem does it have to be for the research or no.!! Help me please!!

Jovana said...

Jovana Lopez
Eng 52
Cerritos College

First of all :

Jenny Mommy~ im glad you liked tha babyshower. You are such a great person. i cant wait to meet little janelle. She's gonna be a hottie!! hehehe but im just glad you liked it. we all love you, you know it. and we'd do that and more for you mommy. muah. be safe and im looking forward to seeing you tomorrow. muah! bye bye mommy.

Doojin && Anthony:

Please please please dont forget to email me your poems. if you lost my email or forgot it here it is ...
Lopez.jovana@gmail.com
please send me your poems, and collage. when you send them let me know which one you are planing to choose for the presentation so i can compare and contrast them. =]

both you guys be safe, dont party too hard. remember this paper is important. sorry for sounding like a mommmy. lol.

bye guys you 2 are awesome!

♥♥♥

have a great weekend everyone!
my poem will most likely be up later on today. not all of it, just a few sentences.

Gerardo!! said...

Gerardo Rodriguez
quiz 17

these streets put images in ur head like a movie does, but this is real life. like losing one of your real homies; cant let that bring you down but you wont forget it and cant let it go.

Jovana said...

Jovana Lopez
Eng 52
Cerritos College

Alecah:

sorry babygirl for not responding in the first post. but first things first. i hope you are feeling better k. =]

k bout the poems. you make them up. they dont have to be about your research, they can be about anything you'd like. 14 lines each.
thats pretty much it. lol.
have a great weekend pretty girl.
♥♥♥

♥ Ali-Boo♥ said...

Jovana ugh i feel the same..that jerk! i havent heard from him since monday and it sucks..but for now im gonna do me and well see what happens somehting is telling me hell be back and another part is telling me not to get my hopes up but im preparing myself for both! if he calls there is only two things he can say yes lets do this..or i cant..but whatever..im alright =) yestrday i went and put in all kinds of application at the mall because i really need a job so god willing i will find some place that wants me! If i get a job He (my ex) will be the last person i think about u know..so pray that i get a phone call cuz geeze i need money! lol
ok thank you so much dude i have been crapping bricks like forever i was so confused about the peoms i was like ahh man what the !! i need your ceel number!! i have talias but not yours!! lol i didnt know what to do bout the poems so thank you very very much!!!

♥ Ali-Boo♥ said...

thanks again jovana baby!! ♥

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solopan said...

Isaias Estrada
English 52


MR.HSIAO

Can you spare the directions to Bolsa Chica?
From Cerritos College to the destination?
Please.
Awwww man! I wanted an arrowhead. :(

corona said...

Brittany corona
English 60
cypress college

what do we have to email for a final paper this sat???

John Hsiao said...

Alicia,

and Everyone else,

Both poems are made up by and authored by solely you.

14 lines or longer

any type of rhyme

with a title of course

MLA formatted and e-mailed to your team leader with

Collage

The collage has to have 7 or more pictures on it and formatted on a Microsoft Word document and saved.

You will attach

Both Poems

and Collage

((Remember one poem is to about your research and the other is to be about anything within reason))

Look to the examples given already. . .

2 Poems and

Collage

attached in an e-mail and e-mail them to your
Great Debates Team Leader

who will e-mail me theirs as well by this Saturday at midnight.

Let me know if you have any questions?






Bring a typed copy of the poem in class Monday/Tuesday

that you chose to read.

John Hsiao said...

Again

1 poem has to about the research

and the

2nd poem can be about anything at all (within reason).

Also,

Alicia, I am sorry to hear about that boy of yours, but he is not yours any longer because he is not worthy of you if he acts the way he does.

Thank you for sharing.

Isaias, Why do you not come to Cerritos tomorrow at 8am and you can follow us there.

You need to come.

solopan said...

ok, will do that!
See you there at seven thirty.

Peace.

DOOJIN said...

Doojin Chang
English 52
Cerritos Collge

JOVANA :
Yes, you were like a mommy
but I appreciate it
Thank you!!
I don't drink anymore until the final week because the final is coming!! I have to be prepared for the final for our class and other hard classes. I will email you the poems and collage tonight or tomorrow. The poem I have to write is so hard because I have not done this before, and I am kind of stiff person.


Is collage about my topic? or anything?

.monster. said...

I hope to see a lot of people tomorrow!


Hmm since I haven't been on the blogosphere for a while, I have a little update as of where I've been.

Hmm I've been doing a lot of reasearch on Taoism, Judeo Christianism, Islam, and many other religions. They are all very insteresting, and I think we can all take some of those religions' teaching and combine them in order to live agood life. :] just researching stuff and exploring new ideas.


Also, I'm making my theory on black hioles stronger, and it requires a lot of research :P but its going well so far. I hope I get to finish it by march or february and publish it.


Hmm I've been really pissed off at thee car companies, even though I drive a Ford, I jiust think its ridiculous we will have to pay, with our tax money, the bailout. A bailout that's only going to pay for the fuel of the CEO's private jets. What a pretty thing eh? They don't lose anything, but who does? We do. What happened to "business is business"?

I ask this question


Who wants to start a business, make money for a while the embessle(sp) the money go bankrupt and then we can ask the govermment to pay our debt!?

Yes?



Fail.


I love peace and I don't think violence solves anything,

But, I think its time WE the people, take the streets and let the goverment know WE are the owners of this place.

I am honestly tired of this


Hope to see a lot of people tomorrow

We owe it to so cal.

DOOJIN said...

Doojin Chang
English 52
Cerritos College
Post ?

I got a good article from Chemistry professor, and I want to share it with you guys

ATTITUDE
by: Charles Swindoll

The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.

Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home.

The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude... I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it.

And so it is with you... we are in charge of our attitudes.

John Hsiao said...

Directions to create your

Collage

Copy and Paste
pictures that you find on the Internet

or from your My Pictures in the form of jpeg

onto an open Microsoft Word document.

After formatting the pictures to fit just so, save the document as you normally would.

Wallah!

The Collage is done.


Let me repeat it again in a way differently:

Copy and paste on a Microsoft Word Document pictures from jpeg from your own My Pictures or ones from the Internet from which you google.

Save it as a Document.

Attach it to your e-mail

and send it to your team leader

along with your 2 poems.

John Hsiao said...

Doojin,

Good post! Attitude is definitely important way of looking at life.

I am glad you posted that as well as not taking a drink until after the semester.

The Collage can be about your research or about you or

both.

rockyramadhani said...

Poem

Drug Addiction

Cant live without it

Need it every time and any time

Anywhere and everywhere

Feels like in hell

When your body not consuming it

Capable of anything

When you really need it

It is everyone nightmare

Being drag on that dark road

But we cant help it

We already in that condition

Without even noticing it in the first place

Think clearly when you make a decision in life

Because we never know what’s gonna happen in the after life

Question.
Do we have to bring the revised final paper on monday ?

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Adolfo Leon said...

Adolfo
Here is my poem.

She is not my wife.
But I know, I play a huge role in her life
She came to my life years ago
And I felt like if God said Adolfo, She is here wake up
She is something special something
That I never had.
Happy as always she makes me feel
And my love for her is real
I always say to my self
She needs me and she will never leave
But, deep in my heart
I know that someday she will.
I will remember wonderful times we had
Of course the best part is being her dad.
Thanks,

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♥ Ali-Boo♥ said...

My Peom.

"It's All Over"

All the laughs and all the cries dont matter
SO many questions and no voice to answer
All the smiles and all the sighs dont compare how i feel inside
I gave you my life and you left it to die
Thousands of kisses were they a waist of my time
Did I not love you enough to keep you by myside
I urge for your touch and that look in your eye
I want you but you dont want me
I gues you were right it just wasnt ment to be
Its all over we are at the end
I wish you the best hope to see you again

rockyramadhani said...

Rocky Ramadhani
English 52
Cerritos College

watsap everybody? i just got home from the campus. i should've gone to the field trip, but apparently i did not. so, what happened this morning was, i missed the second bus that i usually take to campus because the first one was 15 minutes late, and i need to wait for like another 45 minutes for the second bus. the result is, i arrived on the campus at 9. theres no one left there. i was so excited when i woke up this mornin. now im all bummed out. its all because of the first bus driver was not on schedule. what a shame..... and i wanna say sorry to you Mr.Hsiao. im sorry that i couldn't come and let you down..

Danyelleyvonne said...

Danielle Thomas
Cerritos College
English 52
My Poem/Final Question

The Policy of Truth


Each morning I wake, and take a gulp as I stare at myself in the mirror,

I take my step to check my weight in spite of all of my fears.

The numbers scroll a little more this time before they come to a halt,

Unveiling the truth that is so hard to believe, but this result is all of my fault.

I get ready to face the stares that I will receive as we pass each other in the hall,

You’ll gawk with your eyes and think in your head that I should not have bothered to wake up at all.

I blame it on the stars, my idols, and peers,

For causing my eating habits that cause all of my tears.

It’s too hard to keep up with the day to day trends,

But the looks I have obtained has cost me my friends.

It’s hard to face the facts and the outcome that is pending,

A visit by death is coming, a beast who is anything but befriending.

There may not be hope for me, but to you I hope I reach,

Through my story and my struggles, and this message that is my speech.

QUESTION: Does the poem have to be MLA format as well as our research paper?

Danyelleyvonne said...

Danielle Thomas
Cerritos College
Eng 52

TO MY GROUP: I have only received Araceli's collage, i still need her poem and both of Jessica's and Talia's...

MY EMAIL: DANYELLEYVONNE@AOL.COM

thanks girls =)

ИIGHT Ω SLΛYΣR said...

Juan Carlos Urias
cerritos college
Poem

Here's the first part

Sad part about tonight is that you are dying,
And worst of all I can’t find the place where you wait.
Bus to bus, place to place,
I keep searching for that one familiar face,
Hoping to find you before it is too late.
Searching, to tell you how I feel,
Before this day ends.

well im half way there but im completely out of ideas :P

ИIGHT Ω SLΛYΣR said...

Juan Carlos Urias
Cerritos College
Poem/Quetsion

please dont be afraid to criticize

That One Day


Sad part about tonight is that you are dying,

And worst of all I can’t find the place where you wait.

From bus to bus, from place to place,

I keep searching for that one familiar face,

Hoping to find you before it is too late.

Searching, to tell you how I feel, before this day ends.

But this day was not over yet,

all because i lose all hope, by one blow.

By the cell phone call of your death

I suffer from this phone call hoping it wasn't true

Because i still hadn't said the words to you.

Suffering in pain of losing you, i discover the real truth,

that if I keep suffering, you will suffer too.

And it does not matter what i feel anymore

Because its all in the past,

But I'm just curious for any feelings you might have had.

Q:what size paper do we use for the collage?

Edgar Just Kidding said...

Was up churches now in days? Is money all they think off? I am so freaking mad!! Today it was my niece Baptism and they told us we need to give money puss we need give even more money even though we have pay already for the church. Then I almost got in a fight with a photographer because I told her that I will be taking there pictures and I didn’t want her to take them. They make me sick. They make it seen like very one could be a photographer…. I told my mom that I will never go back to church ever again!!!

cathrina86 said...

Cathrina Afusia
Cerritos College
English 52

Truth
Yes I am a single teen mother

But please don’t feel sad because there are many others

I was naive just like everyone else

But now I am left to raise a baby all by myself

We go through it thinking we are the only ones

Then end up in the delivery room being the only ones fed up and done

But they are never worth the pain we have to go through

It takes a woman to wear, fit, and walk around in our shoes

I am here to say that it is okay to be tired of being tired

And to stop looking at things in such a negative way

For it is your child that will learn from you each day

In it’s own little fragment tired can mean so much

And on the positive side I’ll reach out and touch

You should look at him in his face and tell him that it’s finally over

And now you can stand tall, with great posture with your own shoulders

No one beating you down so low you can taste the dirt on the floor

And no one’s back to look at while they’re walking out the door

No one left who you have to keep giving chances to

And no one asking you to do the exact things you know they wouldn’t do

No one taking every last tear from your eyes

And no one to wish one day they would just die

No one to take the sex as if you were getting paid

And no one to take the light out of our life day after day

With all the negativity out of your life

You have the chance to raise your baby in a positive light

So that hopefully your child won’t walk your same path

And one day have a child who has both mom and dad


I was also wondering if the poem we choose to recite, if it had to relate to our collage?

cathrina86 said...

Veronica, Yiliana, and Eva

if you do not have my email here it is -- kittencathrina@yahoo.com
I will be sending the email no later than 6am on Sunday morning. This is because I have to be at work at 7am and will not be getting off until 7pm.

Chava said...

Just some random lines from my notebook...

Stainless steel
Virgin skin
Bloody tip
Watch it drip
Passed the point
Of no return
Goodbye cruel world
This is a one way trip.

Ahhhh the collage is harder than I thought!

Air-E said...

Ariadne Gonzalez
Eng 52
Cerritos

Amador:

i personaly didnt get offended with your freestyle if anything i thought it was pretty cool. You expressed yoursed and in no way tried to attack anyone personally so dont even trip. yes there are people that have relatives that are involved in law enforcement but im sure they know you did not mean it like that.

LOL n that post about mex, whites n blacks was pretty funny && true. :]

Air-E said...

Ariadne Gonzalez
Eng 52
Cerritos
POEM:

Shame


The pain, the grief, the shame,

She lost it, he’s the blame

She fought, struggled, and complained

To no use, it was all in vain

He searched, touched and achieve

What he too eagerly needed to please

Now she’s angry at the pleasure he seeked

Filled with fear, she’s meek

Revenge sounds about right but she’s weak

No matter what she achieves it’ll be worthless

Nothing will bring it back, because its priceless

She’ll keep her head up, back straight, shoulders squared

She’ll squash the beef with whoever is to blame

They say forgive but never forget

Of course she won’t forget

He’s there everyday to bring back her regret

james said...

James Kang
English 52
Cerritos College

Poem
In case of my passing
I hope this message is everlasting
from the good times to the bad
just know I always had all yalls back
all you m***@ f****s were a blessing
with the homies by my side my life was never missing.....

just a little taste of my poem.

question about research.
can i work cite documentaries ?

Danyelleyvonne said...

Danielle Thomas
Eng 52
Cerritos College
Poem 2

I Put the “Beat” in Diabetes

I prick my finger to check my sugar,
I inject my insulin to keep me regular.
I miss the taste of my favorite deserts that I use to love,
If I give into their temptation, my sugar count reaches a dangerous five hundred and above.
I have experienced what the doctors call Diabetic Comas,
I have waken up in hospital beds feeling like I’ve taken a hundred Somas.
I didn’t choose to have this disease, but I guess it was just meant to be,
Since this dreaded diagnoses runs in my family.
My fingers obtain a thousand holes from the times I check my readings,
Diabetes is a burden that sometimes selfishly effects my feedings.
It’s hard for me to accept the fact that I will have this for the rest of my days,
I wish that I didn’t have Type 1, but Type 2 and have it just be a phase.
Diabetes does not define me, or take away from my personality,
It is just a lifestyle change that will only make my food choices a bit more healthy.
Diabetes has tried to take my life, a foolish attempt to beat me,
Little does it know that I put the “beat” in diabetes!

John Hsiao said...

Keep the e-mails coming in (2 poems and collage)

and posts coming of your poems and questions about the Final Paper.

I enjoy your poems and the collages that I have read already and seen.

*¨¨*:·..·:*¨¨*:·Give me a day to decompress from Bolsa Chica, and I will tell you (those that did not get a chance to go) the high lights.

Keep the posts and e-mails coming!



*¨¨*:·.john.w.hsiao@gmail.com.·:*¨¨*:·

Chava said...

I was going to save this poem for Monday, but since I'm going to read my other poem, here it is...

Man's Best Friend

I came home one day and there you were.

I didn't even care much for you since you were just a blur.

I neglected and ignored you for the first couple of days.

But after some time, you grew on me with that gaze.

I would come home some evenings feeling mad at the world.

But just a lick on the face and my problems would just go.

I still remember that day you were attacked and almost died.

I tried to help, but I just cried and cried.

You fought hard and went through thick and thin.

I felt proud because you proved even losers could still win.

That event never made you weak and I admire you for that.

It just goes to show that you are strong and now ready for combat.

I leave for a weekend and return to find you missing.

I denied the fact that you ran away and I ended up reminiscing,

“Where are you Dino? Where are you? I hope you're still alive!”

“You know it isn't easy wandering the streets, fighting to survive!”

I still think you're roaming the pavements of Los Angeles or even Rome.

As for me, I am forever homesick, even though I am home.

**$ammyWammy** said...

Samantha Luque
English 52
cerritos college
Post 1

Quiz 17
This is a couple of lines from my personal poem called
"My Dear Love":
When my dear love looks at me, it still gives me butterflies in my stomach
When my dear love looks at me, he has this flame of passion in his eyes, that never dies out
When my dear love holds me, it makes me melt like a puddle in his arms

Final Paper Questions:
1. How many body paragraphs do we need in the final paper?
2. Is there any limit on internet articles for quotes?

I dont waste time on the bassline said...

Anthony Torres
Cerritos College

A sample of my poem

I'd do anything for you
You probably just don't know
I see you every day
Walking to and fro
I must be too shy to talk
Because when you come around
It seems like I have eaten a rock (I cannot talk)

oNe LoVe said...

DarlaAnne Aguilar
Eng 100
Cypress

Bolsa Chica

I enjoyed today very much even though i thought we were actually going to clean up the wetlands. but that is okay. i am in out doors kind of girl and just loved the scenry with the birds. i was able to take a couple of excellent pictures of the birds, so i am excited about that. My favorite part of the trip was standing on the bridge at the end of the tour. It was so breath taking with the breeze blowing in your face, the sun shinning on the water, and watching the birds. i could of stayed there for hours if we did not have to leave. i feel sorry for the ones who did not show up because you missed out on a beautiful place.

I dont waste time on the bassline said...

o and the questions for professor hsiao

1)do the rough drafts need to be the length of what the requirement is supposed to be
2)what if we cannot find good decent info in books?

oNe LoVe said...

DarlaAnne Aguilar
English 100
Cypress
Poem

The Secret

I carry a secret with me.
Like a cloud of rain
It comes with, where I go.
Who do I tell?
Who do I not tell?
I want to tell all, but what will they think?

I carry a secret with me.
Stuffed in my pocket
Like a note waiting to be read
Can I tell?
Should I tell?
It is all up to me

I use to carry a secret with me
Packed away in a box
Hidden from the ones I do not trust
Could I tell?
Would I tell?
Undiscovered is what it is

I carried a secret with me
Buried alive
Past is no longer living
Fear is no longer calling
Happiness is reachable
My secret is lifeless

This is one of my poems. It is not the one i will sharing on tuesday. Got to save the good stuff for then!!! =]]

.monster. said...

if you are really bored and want to look a t a collage

COLLAGE

SONNY said...

Sonny Karmokar
Cerritos College
Eng 52

Poem
Football,
The Great American Sport
Unlike Basketball which is played on a court
You spin and juke to avoid defenders to score a touchdown
But when the athlete does not make the people frown
Families gather in large stadiums to watch their teams play
And when their team wins they shout Hooray!
Football may have a lot of penalties
Unlike a war it never has any severe casualties

Danyelleyvonne said...
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♥ Ali-Boo♥ said...

jenny i sent you my poems and collage let me know if you got them ok please!!

eva villalobos said...

Eva Villalobos
English 52
Cerritos College

A few lines from both poems

My kids

I love to see them play
I hate when they fight
I love to hear them laugh
I do not like when they cry
............

Native Language

Learn to be bilingual and you will succeed
Learn a second language for your future and career
...............

My question about our research paper is
Do we have to put our three/or more sources as quotes in our paper?

Danyelleyvonne said...

celli and jess, i sent in your stuff but you are missing a poem jess. we need two. talia i didnt get anything from you, can you email mr hsiao directly? i wont be available sunday.

♥ Ali-Boo♥ said...

english 52 cerritos ppl....




tomorrow we turn in a revised paper correct?

how long does it have to be?

Tali_ya52 said...

Chase, Talia
Professor Hsiao
English 52
20 November 2008


Blood as thin as water

When did blood become so thin?
That I see you as an acquaintance
Someone I know
But would rather not see

When did blood become so thin?
That home with you becomes a prison
Not a place of comfort
But a place I dread going to

When did blood become so thin?
That all emotion has been extracted
‘I love you’ in a dry tone
Performed as routine instead of feeling

When did blood become so thin?
You wonder of your daughter
Wishing she’d open up to you
Hoping she’d quit shutting you out

The blood ran thin
A long time ago, I am afraid
When I needed you
And you were not there

The blood ran thin
When you adopted drugs
The new happiness in your life
My new nightmare

The blood ran thin
When you got lost
When you became a slave
A slave to your addiction

The blood ran thin
When you stopped caring
When you let him hit me
And said nothing

The blood ran thinner
When you deserted me
Stuck me in the system
Passed me to somebody else like an object
The blood ran thin
A long time ago, I am afraid
Now you want to be my mom
I’m sorry but it’s too late

The blood runs from your face
When you hear this from me
Your face white as your lies
You were never good with the truth

My blood boils to the surface
When I think of all you did
How I carried you for so long
How much you took from me

The blood ran thin
If one can even call it blood
The smallest tint of red
Binding us together forever

The blood between us is thin
Memories that dilute it
Pain that pollutes it
Barriers that clog it

You blood yet thinner
Poisoned with your decisions
Tainted with your drugs
Like a wound that never stops bleeding

I have blood to unite with
Friends and a new family that keep my blood thick
Like a vampire, I hunted it
Strong, rich blood that makes mine full of life

When did blood become so thin?
You wonder of your daughter
Yet you know the answer already
As your heart bleeds regret

Tali_ya52 said...

Chase, Talia
Professor Hsiao
English 52
20 November 2008

Muse

His eyes like passageways
To a deeper truth
Drawing me in
Teasing my curiosity
I don’t want to look away
I want to know more

His smile that of a child’s
So pure, so real
Resembling an infection
It quickly spreads
Jumping from his face to mine
It is not just a smile of the lips
But a smile that shines through
Twinkling form the eyes iris

His arms like the beach
Warm and relaxing
Protective and understanding
Safety in the form of limbs
All worries are forgotten
Like a case of amnesia
I melt instantly

Time with him is like sleep
Unreal, dreamy
There are no problems
Just happiness
Infectious
Contagious
Laughter and happiness


Being with him
Is like a state of hypnosis
Under his control
Not understanding what is happening to me
Yet wishing it won’t stop

It is a fire inside me
Energy I cannot explain
An overload of emotions
Too overwhelming to think about
Like a cancer
It has taken over
Like a bottle of exploding carbon
Too much for my body to handle

One loves their dog
Love doesn’t begin to describe how I feel
There are no words
All I can do is give
Hold my heart
Play with it
Like god my fate I sin your hands

Tali_ya52 said...

mr. H
i don't know how to use ebscohost
i don't understand it

G. Burns said...

Greg Burns
English 100
Golden west

The Past

When you look back
What comes to mind
Is it a different place in time
A special place
That only you can go
For it is whom you only know
To smile and laugh
To see the past love
And see the color of her eyes
The way she looked
She saw me looking again
Say hi and try to speak
Then she gave me a kiss on the cheek
I thought I loved this girl
Who knew
If I see her again
Will she still be my friend
Time has stretched us so far
But I will always go back
Back in time far away from now
Back when I had a blast
To the past.

kayla said...
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kayla said...

Amador-
You have no reason to be sorry!! Your rapping was amazing! I'm not the one to listen to rap but the way you just said everything with your whole heart made everything that much better to listen too. You know some guys are just rapping for money, but you can see that you have a passion for it and I loved it! It was a bummer I wasn't able to go yesterday and meet you, but I had family things to take care of. Maybe there will be another time. I would love to e-mail you back and forth to discuss more.


I was saddened that I could not make it yesterday to the Bolsa Chica Wetlands but I had family things I needed to take care of. I wish I would've been able to meet Jovanna, Monster, and Amador. I hope everyone had a great time. :)

This weekend has been a rough one.

Maria M said...

Maria Castillo
Golden West College
English 100

Poem:
Destruction
Poverty and fire are alike

A child views every house as if
Every house has a diminutive amount of fire set on,
But nobody tries to set it off, children and others have fear.
Their eyes have the constant fear that the fire could damage
Their lives, and their dreams but it is not their fault
They did not set the fire.
Poverty and fire destroys children's hope.

For some a small fire can seem harmless
But others see that a fire can reach a destructive force.
It can grow and grow like weeds in a garden
That destroys the beauty in this world,
Poverty is slowly destroying countries
And yet nobody tries to stop this destruction.

But those faithful eyes in the world try to limit
Every fire in the world, but it can not be contained
So they wait for the arrival of winter,
Once winter arrives the fires will end in the world
Those eyes wait for hope not to live with fire.

Question:
Can the detail sentences in the body paragraphs be more than one sentence?

Maria M said...

Maria Castillo
Golden West College
English 100

Poem:
Destruction
Poverty and fire are alike

A child views every house as if
Every house has a diminutive amount of fire set on,
But nobody tries to set it off, children and others have fear.
Their eyes have the constant fear that the fire could damage
Their lives, and their dreams but it is not their fault
They did not set the fire.
Poverty and fire destroys children's hope.

For some a small fire can seem harmless
But others see that a fire can reach a destructive force.
It can grow and grow like weeds in a garden
That destroys the beauty in this world,
Poverty is slowly destroying countries
And yet nobody tries to stop this destruction.

But those faithful eyes in the world try to limit
Every fire in the world, but it can not be contained
So they wait for the arrival of winter,
Once winter arrives the fires will end in the world
Those eyes wait for hope not to live with fire.

Question:
Can the detail sentences in the body paragraphs be more than one sentence?

Unknown said...

English 100
Golden West

When I step into the snow,
My face conceives a facial glow.
As I strap on my bindings,
I hear a sense of grinding.
The powder that surrounds me,
Makes me filled with glee.
I wish my father had better knees,
So he too can see what I perceive.

As I head down the mountain…
The winter breeze catches my hair,
Even though there is snow in the air.
The trees follow the breeze,
But do not make me at ease.
My nose starts to freeze after three.
During these hours I do not realize the time,
But I would not mind some wine to warm up my spine.


RESEARCH essay ?
Is the research paper are final?

Anonymous said...

Jon Croft
English 100
Golden West College
Post #16

Poem Critique:
Candace, the rhyme scheme you chose seems like it is forcing you to write a certain way. You should let your poem direct your rhyme scheme, not the other way around.

Research Paper Question:
Is there any easy method for discerning what makes a book scholarly or not? The number of sources they use? The number of scholars they have contributing to it?

Poem:

What I am
is not what I should be
is not what I could be
but what I am

I do what i do
not Because it is what i should
not because Imaginary Dinosuar it is what I could do
but because I Can

Through look eyes two I
and with see I four
Though even eyes of the head
Two are no more

I am what I am that I said that I am
Said is what is said and it I what it I
Insanity is not a curse but a gift
Normality is not a gurse but a cift
Mix them together and you get what I am

Aznwemsan said...

Wesley Lock
ENG 100
Cypress college

Part of one of my poems

My Day
Everyday I awake
I think of what lies ahead
If it is a good day I will be in the mood
If it is a bad day I will be gloom
I get up from my bed
Without a care I walk
.....

thats all for right now

Question about the paper.
Im kind of stuck on my paper Im doin # 7 which is (Argure one side-> Argue other side-> Synthesis/truth argue your side) on teen pregnancy. I have so much info on it, but dont know how i should organize it. I mean just in the three body paragraphs???

Crazymommy said...

Jenny Guzman
english 52
Prof Hsiao
My Poems

New Family

We have a new family
In a new world
We living by our self
With no ones help
We were a family of two
But soon will be three
We are happy to add
To our family tree....
To be continue

Pregnancy

To some it’s a choice to make life
To have someone that will mean more then oneself
To love unconditionally without prejudice
To be there for one through thick and thin
But why do others that have a chance to give life waste it....
To be continue

Question for essay,
Can we use a question for the Title?

Araceli Garcia said...

BOLSA CHICA


I REALLY ENJOYED THE TRIP TO THE WET LANDS,IT WAS SO NICE.WE DID HAVE TO WALK A LONG WALK BUT I HAD FUN WITH MY FRIENDS, ESPECIALLY WITH TALIA SHES SO SWEET... WHAT I ENJOYED MOST WAS WHEN THEY BROUGHT THE SNAKE OUT IT WAS SO PRETTY! AND I GOT TO HOLD IT SO THAT WAS REALLY COOL. I ALSO ENJOYED SCARING TALIA WITH SNAKES DURING THE HIKE.... IT SOUNDS MEAN BUT IT WAS SO FUNNY, BUT IN THE END SHE GOT OVER HER FEARS AND ACTUALLY TOUCHED A SNAKE.
I LOVED SEEING ALL THE FUR THEY HAD INSIDE, BUT I COULDNT TOUCH IT, THE ANIMAL STILL LOOKED ALIVE BUT JUST FLAT, AND THEN ISAIAS WAS ALL TOUCHING THE DRY EYEBALLS OF ONE THE THE ANIMALS, THAT IS SO GROSS!!!! YUK AND NOBODY ELSE ENJOYED THOSE PLANTS THEY GAVE OUT LIKE ISAIAS. HE GOT THE BAG AND WAS SNAKING OFF THE PLANTS LIKE IT WAS CHIPS, AND HE KEPT SAYING.. OH THEIR SALTY LOL HES TOO FUNNY.I REALLY HAD FUN, I JUST WISH MORE PEOPLE COULD HAVE GONE, THE BUSES WERE EMPTY! POOR MR.H

Marlene! said...

Urquidez, Marlin
English 52
Cerritos College

Poem-Teen Pregnancy

You could put your life on hold

And raised this baby by yourself

You cannot do it by yourself, all alone

But you need your parents help

You could pretend is not happening

....to be continued..

Im Charming said...

Romero, George

English 52

Professor Hsiao

November, 23 2008

poem/ Trepidation

I look into his eyes
as he beats me, only
to see an empty shell
of what was once a human
being. I look upon the
others only to see them
frozen with tripidation,
praying that this monster
doesent turn to feast upon
there pain aswell.

To be continued......

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CeJay said...

Carl Benons
Eng 52
cerritos college

Part of my poem

I am thinking I should sing my poem but I don't no Yet.

.. love the way she smells

.. the way she wears her hair

.. love the way she walks

.. the way she talks

.. im wishing she my baby girl.

brandon said...

brandon
goldenwest
Eng100
Post: IDK

Gabriel,

I agree, i am very much against this bailout. Though i think it is important that we have a domestic car company, i disagree with helping a company, or companys that have no intention of curtailing their own loose ends. What a lot of folks dont realize is that these companys have been getting handouts for decades. Its time to stop no?

I missed out on bolsa chica. I saw nick at work though. ive had to take on a second job. oh well. c'est la vie. really though i was looking forward to meeting folks from other schools and also aobut doing a little good in the wetlands. thanks to everyone who went.

2complex 4 1dimensional minds said...

KAYLA
I WOULD REALLY ENJOY TALKING TO YOU, FEEL FREE TO E-MAIL ME ANYTIME: halo_click@yaho.com
IT WAS A SHAME NOT TO ME YOU BUT THINGS HAPPEN...

BOLSA:

THE FIELD TRIP WAS A COOL EXPERIANCE. I ENJOYED KICKING IT WITH "THE GROUP" 2 BAD JOVI WASNT THERE... BUT ANY WAS IT WAS A COL EXPERIANCE AND I ENJOYED IT TO THE FULLEST. I LIKE THE WAY THAT THE TOUR GUIDE EXPLAINED ALL SHE CHOULD. I REALLY ENJOYED THE PLANT LIFE THERE AND I FELT REALLY IN TOUCH WITH NATURE. IT WAS A GREAT EXPERIANCE!!!

PROF. H:

LET ME KNO IF U GOT THE COLLAGES AND STUFF FROM MY GROUP AND ME CUZ MY CPU WAS MESSING UP! THANKS AND I WOULD APPRCIATE THE HEADS UP...


WELL AMERICA I GOTTA GO KICK SUM Ass ON GUATIR HERO!!!!!!

Thomas Rios said...

Thomas Rios
GWC

Mr. Hsiao, I will apologize in adavance about my rough draft. This last week and weekend were weird for my family (news of my cousin going to rehab, his parents are divorcing) Susequently, I have not given as much attention to my rough draft as I should and it is not close to being complete. ALthough it is early (8:41pm), I ate Thanksgiving dinner with my family and I am exhausted. I am going to sleep. I will give my paper the appropriate attention it deserves this week. Thanks and sorry again...

2 AM

Nothing good happens at this time
Only drugs, sex, and violent crime
Bars are closing, time to drive
Drunk driver crashed, barely alive
Dingy hotel and cocaine cooker
Harbor Boulevard is one big hooker
Thieves stealing throughout the night
Taking possessions then taking flight
Gangsters doing what gangsters do
Beat you up for your money then take your shoes
The night is dark and the chill has frozen
My impure thoughts that I have chosen
The streets stay filled with fear and mayhem
Like I said, nothing good happens at 2 AM.

Question: When is the final draft due?

Danyelleyvonne said...

danielle thomas
eng 52
cerritos college
(posting because i could never get through reading this out loud)

Dear Mom

Dear mom,
I just want you to know you will forever live in my heart.
It was because of you mom,
That I was given the right head start.
I wish I knew mom,
The reason behind God’s plan.
But I rest assure knowing mom,
That you are now partnered with a better man.
I will carry on your name mom,
In hoping to keep you proud,
And I will take care of Erik mom,
Making sure he sticks with the right crowd.
I will visit you often mom,
To keep you posted on the latest.
In remembrance of those times we exchanged our gossip mom,
Those times were some of the greatest.
I’m pretty sure I made you promise mom,
To forever be by my side.
And promise to be there when the day comes mom,
The day I’m to become a bride.
Will you send me some hints of your presence mom?
A whisper in my ear or a simple breeze through my hair.
It would really help me to stay strong mom,
When you remind me that you’re here and that you very much still care.
I’m going to leave you with this promise mom,
To grow to be the responsible woman you always meant for me to be.
Until the day comes mom,
When we are reunited and pick up where we left off and continue forever after and happily.

I Love You

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Anonymous said...

Rachel Todd
GWC
Eng 100

Poem:

Cherish Each Moment

I've not learned a lot, in these brief eighteen years,
About people and politics, and things that they fear.
But a few things I know, that some might not; is
How precious life is when more time can't be bought.

A few years ago, when I was about nine,
Our parents sat us down, mom said, "I think I'll be fine".
With tests and procedures and hospital stays,
Time began being measured not in years, but in days.

Growing up without my mom has been quite a trial.
For such a long time, I couldn't even smile.
I had to stay strong for my brothers and my dad,
My nickname "lil mama" sometimes still makes me sad.

Her memory lives on in my mind and my heart.
She's still with me in spirit, so we'll never be apart.

Question:
How do we log into EBSCO HOST?

JGreenroyd said...

Joshua Greenroyd
Eng 100
GWC
Post 17

Poem:Star Gazer

Stop your work.
Turn out your lights,
And walk outside.
Look towards the skies.
Fall into a dream about deep space.
The stars, the planets, the vast open space.
Is there life out there?
Something is living among the beauty.
I do not envy the beauty,
But the kind soul that accompanies it.
One day I will see the single bright, shining star,
Watch it in awe every night
In hopes to relinquish what it shines for.
I will give it life.
In return I ask for nothing,
But hope for everything.
Maybe I was the star to another observer.
Did I ruin their dream by fulfilling my own?
Was my dream less than perfect?
I should have waited for my star,
To shoot through the sky.
My observer came into view in deep space.
I fell to my knees.
It was what I looked to the skies to see,
But never achieved.
Go back to your work.


Thom:
Your poem is really clever. The way you can connect all of the rhymes, and make it all seem to flow is very nice. The only thing I would recommend is to add a few lines maybe. you are not the kind of guy who goes for the minimum, but his best.

Brandon:
You did miss out by not going to the Bolsa Chica Wetlands. The big group of six Golden Westers that did show up literally showed up. =) ahaha.

J.Driscoll said...

James Driscoll
English 52

my personal poem which none of you will see besides mr hsiao

Oh Lovely woman

Oh sweet dark eyes how you stir me

How my soul wants to know the secret behind them

Oh shapely curves how you move me

How my soul wants to know the way they dance

Oh smooth lips how you kiss me

How my soul wants to know how they smile



also I have questions

in the research paper do we only cite direct quotations?

A road of memories said...

Teen Pregnancy

I am torn in two with despair
Carrying nine months baby
But why no one seems to care

I am just like any other woman
Having a relationship
With mine beloving man

There are no disagreement contracts
But how could they punish me
For the way how I act

Calling me by many bad names
And they are telling me
That I should feel ashamed

What is wrong having kids at early age?
People say it’s not right
But I say it is okay!

Now they tell me to get an abortion
And wait when I grow older
Then find mine companion

I ain’t do what they tell me to do
I am me, myself
I am not YOU

Financial they said, I can’t handle it
Who is asking for help?
I will be responsible for things I did

Even education turns me down
Only a few chances they give
Then strike three, “YOU’RE OUT!”

Unfortunate me, a young single-mother
Struggling in life
No one seems to care or bother

Happy yes I am and deserve for good
I feel no guilty of prejudice
I just raise my child with the other dude.


2nd poem:
A mother like me has lots of responsibility
24 hrs of work to be a full time worker
Trying to raise my kid and make a perfect family
My other spare times working to be a perfect mother

I will raise my kids with these two hands
But never plan to have kids at my young age
At the mid 35, I decide to have a plan
It is where my life begin to settle and take place

How would I to know thing change in life
Having kids at the age of 40 is not that easy
An affection of chromosomes of XXY
My first baby born turn out to be differently

for the report question: how many resources do i need for my reference.

Nick Ruiz said...

Nicholas Ruiz
November 18, 2008
English 100
Prof. Hsiao
Bad Religion


We are shallow on the outside
And ravaged at the seams
Hollow is the soul of common human beings
There are fallacies and prophecies
And truth so it seems
But when sifting through the ashes truth is what you see

So what does it mean?

When Religion takes a back seat to the common silver screen
When we run our lives in circles and succumb unto the greed

So he who is everything
And everything that you see
Has all the keys to the secrets
And the secrets to the keys

So I sit back and relax
And I look up at the sky
And I wonder if today
Is the day that humanity will fry

So what does it mean?

When you can’t find Religion
But Religion is what you need
And you are making your decisions
But your decisions make you bleed

I’m so tired
Of all the endless lies
All the hand-me-downs
All the wasted lives
All the evil hearts
Of the evil men
Hell is here
So why pretend

kayla said...

Kayla Marley
English 100
Golden West College
Post 42

Here is my second poem.

Far Far Away
By Kayla Marley
Today is the day
Where I walk out to get away
So cold and dark
I can hear the dogs bark
All the yelling and screaming
I am always dreaming
Of the day this will end
So our we can mend
Please don’t fight anymore
It causes so much more
You hurt me
Why can’t you see
All the damage you’ve done
Has made me want to run
After the yelling and screaming
I’m still left here dreaming
Of that perfect day
So far far away




Critics:
Rachel,
I loved your poem. Sometimes things are so hard to tell other people, so it is easier to write about them. Your poem was touching and you can tell you wrote it with your heart. :) Goodjob!

Yue said...

Yue Hayes
English 100
GWC
Post: Poem

Every stanza is supposed to look square-ish, but I'm not sure if it works with this font...


Chocolate Chip Cookies
Flour, chocolate chips, egg, sugar, milk. The
Ingredients help each other and reacts with one
Another to properly produce a perfect batch of
My very popular double chocolate chip cookies.

But I can’t make chocolate chip cookies without
Chocolate chips, or flour, or eggs. For the perfect
Batch of cookies, there has to be a balance of all
The ingredients. They must all work together, too.

Aren’t we all the same way, too? How can we all
Exist in the world without working together? But
How do we also work together without respecting
Each other’s space? We need the balance of both.

Nobody wants to eat soggy cookies, but nobody
Wants to eat hard cookies, either. Nobody wants
To eat a doughy cookie, nobody wants to eat the
Bland cookie, nobody wants to eat the burnt cookie.

So who will steal the cookie from the cookie jar,
If the cookie isn’t worth stealing to begin with? I
Say nobody, and personally, I want the cookies to
Be taken from the cookie jar, so let’s work together.

Unknown said...

Erik Perez
english 100
goldenwest

poem

I am the Alpha Omega
Meaning I am the beginning and the ending
The past present and the future
Hip Hop fanatic with out a doubt
But unless you’re a DJ don’t try to play me
Left handed basketball Street artist
Stutter-stutter step do it so well Yeah I had to put it in writing
They tell me I can fill ‘Arenas’ like Agent Zero
Last one born into my family
But not to be taken lightly don’t you dare to take my
Kindness for a weakness
Cocky arrogant but hey I was saying swagger like mine before TI
I am a Product of My Environment
And how I laugh like I am foolish HA HA HA

♥ Ali-Boo♥ said...

How long does the revised paper have to be???

Beltran said...

Jessica Beltran
English 52
Cerritos



Gone, Just Like that

Internal and deep
My heart feels so weak
Buried inside, hidden beneath
I open the door, but hear him no more
His eyes neatly shut, like never before
I squeeze his hand tight, but get no response back
I look all around, I then start to frown
So full of sadness, so full of fear,
I look to the ground, and shed a small tear
Remembering back when he was still here
I close my eyes
I realize he is gone
Always loving, caring, and attentive
A man never duplicated
I carry his heart and soul inside of my heart
He is now gone, but never forgotten
Just one more angel added to heaven

He was my uncle…


question:
how many more roughdrafts are we going to be doing?

Lily827 said...

Liliana Fierros
Cerritos
Eng 52

Ah it sux not having a computer. I always have to use someone elses =/
But im doing what I can to finish this homework.

Poem:

We Are Alone

When one is feeling down
There is nothing that can cheer us up
When one is feeling alone
There is no one that can keep us company
When one is afraid
There is no one who can comfort us
When one is afraid of the dark,
We realize that we are alone
Alone living in a world of danger
And we realize
That the most dangerous thing in this world
Is living
And then they ask why we dress the way we do
And then they ask what is up with the dark make up we use
And then they ask why we listen to the music we do
Is it fashion?
It is emotion?
Or is it both?
Not knowing how we feel
Not helping us
People just keep judging us
They don’t stop to realize who we really are
Or how we really feel
They just keep judging us

Lily827 said...

These are some lines from my personal poem:

A Young Mexican Girl

A young Mexican girl
With dreams of making a life
A life here in the US
Where her parents brought her
When she was only two years old
She dreams of the past and wonders about the future
The young girl everyone sees as the shy, quiet girl
But most do not know
Don’t know how much she loves to laugh
Loves to smile
Loves to dance
And loves to love
... continues

Skagway said...

ok, well, The friend i told yoiu all that died by a bus. well, she didnt. it as all a "joke". what kind of friend dose that!i am tring to refrain my laguage now. she said she made up the story to see if i cared.

the Trip was AMAZING!!! even though i didn't get to see my friends, it was 20 Degrees, Noter Dame lost. It was a great trip. we got to go all over the Campus! it is a beautiful place. I love hanging out with my family. it was my cousions first time on a plane. so, what did me and my brother do? we played The Ride Of The valkyries behind her. then we hit turbualnse. that was funny as hell! We hitt Chicago, Michagin, Indiana. But there is no where like home. the city of sin itself Los Angeles!!!

See you all in class. i cant wait to hear everyones poems.

CeJay said...

carl benons
eng 52
cerritos college

im in the comp. lab, and my rough draft is showing up in blocks and stuff on all these computers nnoooooooo. Hope i dont have to do it over. nnoooooooo

Unknown said...

Amreen Ramjan
Cypress College
English 60

this is one of my poems..

OBAMA FOR A CHANGE
Who said blacks had it bad following the millennium
After all Powell has done
Ruined by the demons found in Republicans
Sam Cooke’s change has come
Barrack runs for – not from
The imperialist scum
Pro choice for mums
Universal health care – the list goes on
Like invasion
No more ripping up Islamic nations
Leaking of C.I.A. agents
Real role models now lead civilization
Vacations are finally earned and deserved now…
The liar, his fakes, and phonies are kicked to the curb
And I spit the angry words, verbs, and pronouns
The sound of change is around the way or so I’m told
But I’m yet to see the change unfold
All I know is relief is the feeling that I hold
Watching the joy being transmitted from across the globe
And red on my flag once again has stars will probe

xArtx said...

Arturo Lopez
English 52
Cerritos College

Part of my poem

All-Out War
Caught in between your war.
A hail of bullets spill from your mouths piercing our flesh.
I am pinned down in this bloody stalemate.
No where to run.
No side to choose.
Bombarded by your foul words,
I burn alive.
No mercy for those who love,
No mercy for those with a heart.

so far unarmed/marshall said...

Marshall Rhodes
english 60
cypress
professor Hsiao

a few lines from my poems

ToDecide
The first time I saw her
I was in deciete
of the person she couyld be
who would sweep me off my feet

At the time is is seemed not right for i could not try to ponder
but now she keeps me up at night
becaus she makes me Wonder
by Marshall Rhodes
--------------------------

One and the other

Is it hard to decide
between one side and the other
If they were by yourside
would you desert your brother

walking down the streets
not caring about being hurt
a family so good they give you treets
or friends that wont treat you like dirt
by Marshall Rhodes

serenity40 said...

Shannon Flak
Eng 100
GWC

What we are doing with this final research paper, is basically doing the research and putting the research and our knowledge all into one?

Does the information I use from the research have to be put into quotations?

Nam Luu said...

Holy shit that is all I can say

Amreen that poem was truly bad ass. Bad f***ing ass! No joke best poem hands down. Proper syllable counts through out that linked each line to another. Rhyming is involved, but used very subtly and not overused like some. Very very thoughtful lines, very well done.

I dont waste time on the bassline said...

Anthony torres
cerritos college

Mr hsiao

what is due today, the final paper or the rough draft? Im reall confused becasue i am still working on my rough draft, and just sent you my collage and poem......im confused

mikey said...

Capitalization

Greed, power, status
Such is described of Capitalism
Described as dominant thoughts
In our supposed quest to conquer all

I pose a question:
What is wrong with that?
The drive to compete
What is wrong with that?
The desire to become successful
What is wrong with that?

Free enterprise
Flourished through talent
Survival of the fittest
Defined through criticism

A Grain of Sand

To ask for help
To not ask for help
That is the question

To ask
Is weak
For I have not tried

To appease
Is weak
For I have not tried

Determination must triumph
To vanquish my struggle
Only then will I overcome

A day in the life of me
A grain of sand nestled in the beach



Approximately how many pages in total will the final project be?

mikey said...

http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601109&sid=arEE1iClqDrk&refer=home

"The U.S. government is prepared to lend more than $7.4 trillion on behalf of American taxpayers, or half the value of everything produced in the nation last year, to rescue the financial system since the credit markets seized up 15 months ago."


my take:
$700billion bailout? Nahhh. Citigroup, basically the largest bank in terms of outreach, would have gone under this week had it not been for rescue negotiations with Federal regulators. The bottom line: our economy is a joke as of now. On top of our $9trillion something national debt cap, a $7.7 trillion additional bailout asset plan is on its way, courtesy of our government. Don't get me wrong; I wouldn't know what else to do, but who's going to bail the nation out?

ChauV101 said...
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ChauV101 said...

Chau Vo
Eng100
Cypress
Poem and Question

No title

I don't understand this place in life/I don't like it even more/Why wont the rewind button work/Like it worked a million times
before/Push it once, push it twice/
Bring me to where it began/When
life wasn't defined by a major assessment plan/But I smile it away/I push it all back/To the storage room in my mind labeled
"Anxiety Attack"/I step forward each day/yet take two steps back/
All this gpa crap and should-be-out-nights/Pressure to succeed and unspoken fights/I try to box it all up with tape/But no matter what the madness escapes/ Its really not who I am/But the straw to break the camels back/Has brought itself down once again/
It all comes back/as my rock chipped soul/pleads so much not to crack.


Question: Are you going to give our proposals back with comments or suggestions? I was assuming we gave you them so you can approve or deny them? no?

Hope everyone had a great time on Saturday, sorry I couldn't make it. I had a group project to work on. And attend a wedding, eventhough I am not a fan of them. I really went for the food!haha but really too sick to enjoy it. I got to see my family as well and thats always a plus. Hope everyone a safe and great Thanksgiving break.I will be in Tahoe with the fam trying to snowboard with a broken wrist!whoo hoo Wish me luck!


CiaoChau

Jamtz said...

Jose Martinez
English 100
Cypress College
Post ?

One of my poems

Paranoid

I know you're watching
Waiting to set me up
I feel you lurking in the shadows
I see you in my dreams
You and your accomplice Karma
Elaborating on the perfect scheme
I hear your voice in the streets
Following screams of despair
And then sirens of hope
I can feel you in the air
You know my sins
And the pain I’ve inflicted
I saw you on the corner last night paying a visit
You talked to my friend just like I predicted
In the trial of life you always get acquitted
But you’re not the one to blame
You’re just part the game
On the TV, in-between the lines
Of the words our leaders speak I hear your name
I am paranoid waiting for you to creep
But I can’t give you the benefit of seeing me asleep
Because they say sleep is your cousin so I stay awake
I hope and pray Jehova will forgive me one day
People become afraid when they hear your name
But Death I am not afraid Death I am not afraid


Bolsa Chica trip

The trip was a great experince. I liked the fact that we walked that much because I got to enjoy nature. The people that went made the experience fun.

Thank you Mr. H.

Question: I am not sure if I understand the format of my paper. I am trying to make it a level nine, so how can I know how to structure my paper?

Patron said...

Jake Mueller
Eng 100
Cypress

Prison is a punishment that keeps on taking
Long after you regret what you’ve done, you must stay locked up wasting your life away
Time is something that you cannot give back
You can never reclaim what was stolen from you
You will never experience your children growing up
They are already grown
You will never experience those precious moments with your spouse
More than likely, they have moved on
Your life revolves around three walls and a set of bars
You have four roommates with only two beds
If your lucky, you can fight your way into a bed
Even then you sleep with both eyes open
“Lights out!” you stare at the dark ceiling
You swear that you will never make the same mistakes again
Time heals all wounds, and soon you forget
And when you forget, you end up right back where you do not want to be


I am not sure how to do the works cited correctly for research paper.

Its Paul OMG said...

Paul Cutler
English 60
Cypress College
Post 15

Hello everybody!

POEMS:

Personal

Waiting to See

Growing as a child and waiting to see,
Who would be the next person to disown me.
No longer a child, rather a growing man,
Learning that independency is survival at hand.
Sitting in darkness and waiting to see,
Hoping that dim light of hope will be enough to guide me.
To guide me through life and the troubles it will bring,
I know I will make it to the end, positively laughing.
Getting older and waiting to see,
The difference between now and memory.
Hoping for a tomorrow, making a better today,
I will give it all I got, with nothing left to say.
Laying in my deathbed and waiting to see,
How many people will be surrounding me.
With a smile on my face, nonetheless,
Using my last breath to say, “I did my best”.


RESEARCH

Support

Stuck in between, not knowing which side to choose,
If you go with one side, the other you will lose.
Standing with you, through the good and the bad,
Your friends and your family are there when you are sad.

Who loans you money, who owes you cash,
The best of friends are those who share all of your laughs.
When you are having a bad day,
They will be the last to push you away.

Family was there first, and hopefully last,
The support they give you will help your future, present, and past.
Without second thoughts and with open arms,
They offer shelter, food, and protect you from harm.

So whether they are bound by blood,
Or just some old friends from the neighborhood,
The support they offer is always the best,
Compared to that of all the rest.

QUESTION
(Same as before): I am doing a level 7 research paper, which is argue one side, argue other side, truth/my side. The format that I remember you writing was something similar to:

BP1 ARGUE ONE SIDE
BP2 ARGUE OTHER SIDE
BP3 FINAL TRUTH

My question is this: Can I do more than one body paragraph per topic?
(Ex: BP1&2 ARGUE ONE SIDE
BP3&4 ARGUE OTHER SIDE
BP5 FINAL TRUTH/MY SIDE)

tristababbyyy said...

Trista Vega
Eng 60
Cypress College

Personal:
*okay kinda emo haha

True Love
Could these feelings be true?
Could these feelings be love?
Been waiting for so long
One and only true love

Are these feeling full of happiness?
A lifetime of joy
Would it last now and forever?
Or just another boy

Are these feelings painful?
Is it only on ache?
Would it break a fragile heart?
A heartbreak could hardly take

The right time will come
A person sent from above
Only the heart gives the answer
The feelings of true love

Research
The New Woman
A women is strong
A women is confident
A women is first class
A women is capable

She needs to be respected
She needs to be adored
She needs to feel equality
She needs to be part of society

Men and women are created equal
So status should not matter
They are in separate spheres in life
But one should not rule over the other

The world will eventually see
What women can do
They will prove everyone wrong
All those who doubted too

Question
Is it okay, if I change my topic? They are both similar but I couldnt't find enough research on my first topic.

LEESUH said...

Lisa Nguyen
English 60
Cypress College


I was just wondering when the final essay was due?



Heres a couple lines from my poem:

Is it addiction?
It sooths me from all my pain and tears
That builds up throughout those years
It relaxes my mind when I run through isles
Because my heart has been beating for miles
If I could I would shop everyday
But I cannot afford to pay
Believe me if I say
When I say I am okay

samantha. said...

samantha t.
english 60
cypress college


took me a while to come up with this...
heres a couple of lines...
my poem its called
sam i am.
hahaha.

It’s me. I don’t care what anybody else says.
My life is perfect but to them it’s a mess.
I’m happy can’t you see that this is true.
I need no one else, no not even you.
So think wrong.
For I am strong.
I am a goddess in my own right.
I’ll do whatever I’d like tonight.


yeah..thats a few lines. i hope everyone had a relaxing weekemnd and stuff.

Carlos Macias said...

English 60
Cypress College

Research paper Poem

The Eyes of a Killer

The eyes of an animal
Are the color of dark enamel
The eyes that pierce the soul
Will kill you with his pole
Those that behind a mask
Are sure to be passed
For the eyes of a killer
His next victim will ne you're neighbors babysitter
Again he strikes
In the dead of the night
And goes about his day
As plane old John, Dennis, or Ted
So fear me
Because you do not know me
Look into my eyes
The eyes of a killer!

nizzle said...

Nick Odierno
Eng.100
Cyp.

Everyones poems look awesome...I'm definitely impressed. Alot of talent yet even more heart.

→ Where is everyone? Cypress? Chau, Jose, and Jake are all alone..

Almost as if I see virtual tumble weeds running accross the screen...

Bolsa Chica:
Very interesting...
According to our guide - who might I add, was an old instructor of the Professor. She was well educated on the wetlands and their history. We ventered onto a nice little trail that overlooked the west coast beach/PCH. Both green and dry looking scenery. In the wild, we saw: many small schools of fish, Brown Pelicans, a White Egrit, and other miscellaneous birds who I could not remember the names for the life of me. The pelicans I must say are kamakazi fishermen. At a slow glide they tip their head and collapse their wings to bomb the water....really cool.

The wetlands are pretty refreshing to walk along if you have a nice marine layer over head as we did. It was a little warm but overall was really nice weather. If you ever get hungry there are some edible vegiation there...very salty though as one could only expect.

To those who didn't go, it was a cool final metting ground for all the classes. Saw famiular faces from past events and that was nice. Good to see dedication and an open mind to new and different opportunities. Unfortunately we did not have enough time to clean up the trash...maybe another day...

Overall, if you did not go, you might want to take a look at whats in your back yard. Do not quote me on this and I hope some might have a better memory but Bolsa Chica is the largest wetland in North America? Do not remember exactly...none the less it is still farily big. Check it out.

nizzle said...

Nick Odierno
Eng.100
Cyp.

Part of my poem...

Hot Hands

Its warmth
To close for comfort
Wards distance
All of while the hypnotic colorful fingers
Wave friendliness
Red cherries fill the bowl
Stripping the bark from
Mother Nature's fallen soldiers
The sky begins to weep earth...

(to be continued)

Question:
Is there some type of rubric that we can follow/check off to make sure all the criteria has been met. Something to follow your grading scale?

james said...

James Kang
English 52
Cerritos College

Question about research:

Can one paragraph be longer than one page?

Nam Luu said...

Wal-Mart Affordable
Wal-Mart Expendable

By: Nam Luu

A child remains - Reminiscent of dreams
The thought of a house – Sufficient money and things
Vision of a family well rounded and sound
No flaws or defects pass the gene to the next
Realities struggle – Bread is priority
The family portrait – Wal-Mart Christmas Affordable
The story line goes – Isolated from normal
Reflections of pain – Relocating the struggle
Confined in four walls – Educations authority
Grasp the minds of the young – Payroll for authority
The child’s a dollar – Move your pieces to hustle
Administrative support – The lack of a file
Not one goes notice – But left with a smile
Put the special in private – The normal in special
Blinded by background? – Blinded by skin?
Blinded by pay check – Dreams burning within
Lost in reality - Educations a sin?
Work for the family - Education grows thin
The choices they make, or forced into a corner
The head of the state - Hollywood is to follow?
Take my mind with your down fall –Then take my future tomorrow

Question About Research:

If I quote a internet article off ebso host, do I mention the publisher and article name before I quote it, or do I just put it in works cited with a link to the quote, and just put a citation number linking the quote to the citation page.

Nick Ruiz said...

Nicholas Ruiz
English 100 GWC
25 November 2008

Question:

When will we get the final grade on the Research paper?

Nick Ruiz said...

Nicholas Ruiz
English 100 GWC
25 November 2008
Second poem:



DUI

Two A.M. I finish my brew
Now that I’m drunk, what do I do?
Seeing double,
I swerve and I stumble.
What do I see?
One, two, three
Yellow cabs as I pass,
Yet I jump in my car and mash on the gas.
When I get to the corner the light is red,
I look left, then I look right, and then I run it instead.
When I see the flashing lights of the CHP,
I think to myself, this can’t be happening to me.
I had to get out of the car and take a test,
Even though I could hardly stand, I tried my best.
That night I had to spend in jail,
And in the morning I made bail.
Now I’m stuck with a big fat fine.
Community service is a waste of my time.
The moral of this story is easy to see,
Don’t drink and drive and end up like me.

Jovana said...

Jovana Lopez
Eng 52
Cerritos College

Hey everyone. I hope you all enjoyed the Bolsa Chica Trip. I missed out on a lot and i know it. lol. but what can you do right? =[

My Reason:
My parents take things to my grampa in TJ every so often so he can sell things and make enough money to eat and play bills. So this Saturday was one of the days that they where going to go deliver those things and see how everyone else in the family was doing. They left at 8am and arrived there at 10 or so. By the time they came back it was 4pm. They bought my sisters and me some pizza and we all ate. Then they remembered that they have to pick up my aunts van from TJ and bring it back home. So they call my uncle in hope of a lift back to TJ. My uncle agrees and they leave once again. I stay with my sisters and we didnt go because my sisters are 9 and 14 years old. We all know how little kids get rowdy, and teenagers think they are better than everyone else. So i decided to babysit them at home instead of getting upset at the trip because they want to go home.

I was sad but there was nothing i could do at that point. but im glad everyone who went had fun.

My Weekend:
My weekend was long. i had a tough weekend and im exhausted. This is a brief explanaition of the whole thing.

I didnt go home on Sunday after the Marine Ball with Cesar (which sucked, all we did was fight) so i left at about 3am from San Diego and i began driving home. i was so tired and i have never driven so late. My mom called and i told her i was on my way and to not worry about anything. 5am rolls around and my eyes are heavy and my warm car is holding me, lullabying me to sleep. i decide to take a nap so i pull over and i fall into a deep sleep with no blanket, my dress, no pillow, and not comfy at all.

i end up waking up at 9am. I look at the time and i panic. i didnt go home, my mom is going to kill me and i dont want to think about what my dad is going to say. I call my mom and i apologize for not letting her know where i was and falling asleep for such a long time. She begins calling me names in spanish (ie:Pendeja, estupida, inbesil, chamaca idiota, etc) so as she is cursing at me and threating me, i become angry and i hang up on her.

She calls and calls, so i ignore her calls, go to mcdonalds, wash my face, and try to look decent. i get some breakfast pancakes and i dont even enjoy them. the phone began to ring again ... it was my mom. i pick up and i immidiately say, "Mom, i fell asleep because i couldnt drive anymore!! it wasnt supposed to be a 3 hour sleep. i was going for 30 minutes but i was so tired!!" she then says, "shut up pendeja and get your ass home now!" at that point i forgot to feel bad for what i had done, and i became infuriated with her.

I begin to drive and i decide to go to my friend Larry's house. When i arrive i notice my neighbor Adrian and Ruben there. i get out of my car and they look like they are on crack, worse than my image. i go over to them and say hello. They tell me they were out partying and havent slept. I laugh and i tell them, neither have i. i slept for 3 hours then my mom went bilistic and cursed me out; she asked me to go home, but i came here instead. My friend look at eachother and yell, "GROUP HUG" i start laughing and we hug. then they decide to go to the park so we all go in my car. We all look nasty and we all smell like bums. We decide to play in the jungle jim.

We turn on our music on our cell phones and being dancing to "Hearts Revolution by LA Riots" we arent doing anything but hanging out. Adrian stays on the bridge that moves and he lays down on it, starring at the sky. Larry sits on the stairs and texts, Ruben and i got off and went under the jungle jim to play Tic-Tac-Toe (which i won)

we decide to dance again so we can get the raver dance down and we will be ready for TAO. (huge dance event) as we are all dancing and practicing this over and over to get it right, the cops come. Theres an african american and a white man. They ask us to get off of the jungle jim (keep in mind that it is about 1pm) we stand in a straight line and this is how it happened ...
African American Cop is #1
White Cop is #2
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#1: Are you guys doing anything illegal?
Larry: No sir
#1: How old are you guys?
Larry:20
Jovana:19
Ruben:18
Adrian:19
#2: you guys go to school?
Jovana: Yes sir, i go to Cerritos College.
#2: That's a good school.
Jovana: (laughs) thank you sir
#1 whose purse is this?
(DUH WHO DO YOU THINK SMART ASS?!)
Jovana: Mine.
#1: is there anything illegal in here?
Jovana: No.
#1: Can i look in it?
Jovana: Yes, you might find some womanly products in there, be careful.
#1: I've seen most everything
(For some reason, I glance over at my friends and Ruben has his hands in his pockets and his leg is shaking. #2 looks at him)
#2:I think that one and the other one are under the influence.
(he was talking about Adrian and Ruben.)
Adrian: No, I'm clean.
Ruben: Yeah im clean too sir.
#2: So if i gave you both a pee test you'd come out clean?
Adrian & Ruben: Yes
#2: Bullshit!!
(Silence and nerves racing)
#1: Have any of you been arrested before?
All: No
#1: Do you guys have marijuana?
Adrian: in my lungs
(silence)
#2: i really think you have something.
Ruben: Why would you think that?
#2: because you LOOK like a pot head and you got nervous as soon as you saw us coming.
#1: Kid, do you have any illegal narcotics on you?
Ruben: No sir.
#1: Ok, so if i search you, i wont find anything? Turn around. Put your hands on your back and hold your hands.
Ruben: ok
#1: Last chance kid do you have anything on you?
Ruben: Yes ...
(we all pause and look at Ruben.)
#1: Where is it?
Ruben: On the right small pocket in the front of my jeans sir.
(cop reaches in, pulls out the stash and smells it.)
#1: ok heres my last question and i want it answered as soon as i finish asking ... Who's car is it?
Jovana: It's my car sir.
#1: ok miss, if i search it will i find anything?
Jovana: (snickers) No sir. Nothing at all
#1: And you're sure
Jovana: Im not sure, Im positive sir.
#1: ok you 3 start walking to the car
(Me thinking they were going to interrogate the girl like they always do asks ...)
Jovana: Me too?
#1: I said 3 didnt i?
Jovana: I didnt know which 3 sir.
(We turn around and start heading for my car. We begin talking about the incident and how ridiculous it was for them to assume such things. Not only that but they went off on his apperance that he was a pot head. We just hadnt slept. We start thinking why did he have it, and Adrian says, "He was holding it for Jose." [Jose is a high school friend of mine who sells weed]we all look down and become disappointed. Because of Ruben holding the weed for our other friend, he might be arrested.)

We arrive at my car and we notice a bunch of other teenagers sitting down on the curb and getting tickets. we turn to see what happend to Ruben and we see him walking with the cops to the car. I light up a cigarette to calm my nerves. I asked my friends, "I wonder why those kids are there." Adrian then says, "you know when we got here and you went in the restroom? those kids where trying to sell us weed, and we where like NAAA....They know Ruben too" I pause and i cant beleive all this is going on right now.

Someone called the cops, and told them that that there where kids at the park doing things they werent supposed to be doing. It's crazy how we where behaving we got rolled on. Ruben begins walking back to the car and we see he got away with a citation. He didnt have enough for them to arrest him. the cop walks up to us and says, "you guys have to leave the park" we dont answer.

After the cops arrest all the other kids we walk into the park again, and go sit down at the bench. We begin to lecture Ruben, and how he should never use a retorical question on a cop. We chewed him out and told him that we hoped he learned his lesson and will never hold weed for anyone again.

After that, i was called into work because the lady who works with me had an emergency. It was 3pm and i panicked, i decided to call them back and tell them about school, but my phone was flashing the battery low light. My phone died and I went to work, and i got out at 8pm.

I still hadnt showered, my makeup was everywhere, i smelled, i had a bruised leg, my lips became chapped and hurt ... i got home at 9 and i put my dead phone on the charger. as soon as i connected it i recieved ,messages from all my classmates, a cute guy i know, and voicemails. Claudia called and asked if i was ok. i told her yes and i appreciated her for her concern. After hanging up with her i ran into the shower and washed up. When i was clean my mom came home and started yelling at me. i tuned her out and just nodded my head. my dad began saying that he didnt want me at his house if i was going to go out partying and have sex with all the guys there. i got mad and i yelled, "Dad you really think im going to have sex with all the boys? i mean really? because i have a SLUT stamp on my forhead or what?!" they started talking at the same time, and i couldnt take it anymore.

i told them what had happend and i told them hat it wasnt fair how they where acting. they hurt my feelings with everything they had said to me, and i didnt really do anything wrong. Then i walked away and went to my room.

My mom walked in and said, You're grounded for a year. before i knew it i was knocked out and finally away from all their crap.

so there is my weekend ... =[ crazy right? ugh. whatever.

LIFE GOES ON!!
Smile
Take everything that is given to you and turn it into something possitive!!
I'll be fine and i'll be partying once again before i know it!

Whoo hoo.

nizzle said...

Nam,
Nice poem. Very apporpriate for the crisis we're in. Walmarts stock the past few days has grown...I'm sure this is due to "black friday" and the following of the shopping season. Both Wal-mart and Target are in direct competition. WMT is at 54.42 a share while TGT is @ 31.28. I like how you say wal-mart is afordable. They are, when their scanners aren't ripping people off and recording false overcharges. Right now the ever giant wally world will take $3 off any overcharged item that is caught. So watch the prices accordingly. There was an average of $8.xx dollars that people paid due to the overcharge error...don't be a victim of this. Once again, nice poem.

Jovana,
...lost for words. Insane weekend it seems. Very busy, alot to take in. Let it settle. I can tell your a shaken soda can at this point. I'm not going to say relax, that is your own choice, but tap gently to subside the bubbles. All will be fine...at least your ok and live to see another day, right?

Definitely should not play games with police officers though...knowing their full potential. Not a good idea. Eh might have been a little conspicuous seeing a small group of 20yr olds playing in a jungle gym. Just throwing that out there.

...maybe a book is in your future too...

Jovana said...

Jovana Lopez
Eng 52
Cerritos College

Nizzle:
Hey =] how are you? Well honestly i dont think my little Ruben was trying to play games with the cops. He was so scared. The whole time im explaining the story, we were craping bricks. The reason my friend Adrian said what he said was out of honesty. he does smoke but he didnt that day or that recent night. i myself did say some smart remarks i guess, but i really didnt know who he was referring to. and anyone can be on a jungle jim. like honestly, it makes me feel like the real world is set on pause. i feel like i can play tic-tac-toe with my friends, swing on the swings, jump on the bridge and try to do bars to go all the way across without falling. im allowed to do so. i wasnt disrespecting any little kid, i wasnt tagging up the jungle jim, i surely wasnt smoking weed, and we werent disturbing the peace. i think the way the cops went about with everything was disrespectful to us. my friends and i are smart and i wouldnt smoke weed infront of little ones. i hesitate smoking cigarettes when i see little ones, so i think they disrespected us. but thanks for your support. ill be fine. =] i know it.

Jovana said...

Jovana Lopez
Eng 52
Cerritos College

I dont want to go off topic or anything, so i posted a new blog about someone i met about 2 months back. heres the link.

http://jovana-thisboy.blogspot.com/

Enjoy ... i know i enjoyed thinking about every detail about this post ... every single one made me smile.

Elsa said...

Sullivan
English 100
CC

My question.
Can we add pictures of our topic to our paper?

Elsa said...

Elsa
English 100
CC

Poem.

My fairy
To think about my life bothers me
The temptation to disappear out of this world invades my mind
I cannot described this anger, desperation and confusion
Why am I still alive?

Maripily said...

Maria Amenero
English 100
Cypress College
Post 4

My question:

Is there a limit to the number of sources?

-_- not a very smart question...I know!

By the way, Bolsa Chica was fun...we walked A LOT though, but we got to see some cool things :D

Bproffitt said...

Brandon Proffitt
English 100
Post: Question

On EBSCO HOST it will not let me login.

yen dao said...

Yen Dao
English 100
Cypress College

My poem:
The Kid Mother

The Kid Mother
Teenage mothers
Bearing their children
They don’t know the challenges
The difficulties that they will face
Seeking jobs, what can they rely on?
Being skill-less and insufficiently educated
Dropping out of school?
So obvious!
For it’s hard to bear the eyes of surrounding.
The door of future seem so misty to them.
Health problems are there waiting for them
Maternal death, low weight gain, hypertension, and so on
All are on the watch, so teen mothers, you are at great risk!
The mom and the child are for sure living in poverty,
lacking of food, clothes, and security.
These are just some troubles which pointed out,
Teenage girl, be alert and careful before you make love!

Question for research paper:
How can I use the EBSCO Host?

Bproffitt said...

Brandon Proffitt
English 100
Cypress College
Post Question

I am having a hard time putting my rough draft toeghter. I do not know if my 3 phenomenon are good. one seems week. Lifestyle, malnutrition, and diseases.
Topic: Poverty in South Africa

Bproffitt said...

Brandon Proffitt
English 100
Cypress College
Post Question

I am having a hard time putting my rough draft toeghter. I do not know if my 3 phenomenon are good. one seems week. Lifestyle, malnutrition, and diseases.
Topic: Poverty in South Africa

Bsqrd said...

Baseball to me is a way of life, sport bringing excitement in times of strife oppertunities aboud in things I see teamwork and togetherness mean a lot to me.

Ho' Fo' Sho' said...

Today is the day to take charge.
Hoping that life's traps cannot catch you.
Overcome the stereotypes.
Manifest courage.
Achieve greatness.
Smile.

Michelle Matson said...

Michelle Matson
English 100, Cypress

A Possession

I’m a 12-year-old girl.
My family is poor.
We have many mouths to feed.
I would do anything for them to succeed

I’m sent to a far away place.
A struggle I will face.

Suddenly!

Cold, cut off, scarred and trapped.
I have a feeling that I will never get back

I work all day
No rest, no pay
I have no contact with anyone
No one to call, No where to run

Does my loving family know what has happened?
Do they care?

Anna Caludac said...

Anna Caludac
Professor Hsiao
English 100
25 November 20008

Bolsa Chica Wetlands

I visit the beach often, and I also like to drive down Pacific Coast Highway whenever I want to clear my head. Bolsa Chica is one of the first beaches that I pass, yet I have never actually been there before. This past Saturday was my first visit to Bolsa Chica, let alone my first visit to a wetland.
The weather was great that day; it was a bit warm but the climate was still pleasant, with an intermittent cool breeze. The walk along the trail was relatively long, but I didn’t mind it at all. The scenery was therapeutic, the air was fresh, and the sky was beautiful.
I’m a big fan of walking, outdoors, and nature. I’m not a big fan of animals, however. We saw many different birds, but I can’t exactly remember what kind of birds they were or what there names are. I do remember observing a handful of pelicans diving into the water to either regurgitate whatever was in their beaks or to prey on fish—it looked like a scene from Discovery Channel.
Overall, the field trip to Bolsa Chica was a memorable and enjoyable one. It was a great, relaxing way to wind down the semester. It was good to see new and old faces from Cypress College and other schools.

Anna Caludac said...

Serendipity

“Whitney High School is our pride, our hopes and dreams abound”,
The opening lines of the alma mater
But the closing lines are the ones that matter
“Strive for nothing but the best for here we’ll surely find memories to last a lifetime. Hail to Whitney High.’
The sights, the smells, the sounds will never leave me
Blood, sweat, and tears flow through the veins that feed me

6 years in a box, a bubble, a safety net
Crying over SAT scores and finals week tests
Little did we know there was more to life yet
6 years of all-nighters, projects, standardized tests down the drain
Little did we know our toiling would only be in vain

Clad in white and brown, we wear our caps and gowns
We say our goodbyes, and make our pacts
As we move on to laptop cases instead of backpacks

The box is opened, the bubbles is burst, the net is broken
What becomes expressed used to be unspoken
We grow into ourselves, we stumble and fall
Never forgetting that through it all
Life rearranges, but one thing never changes remain
The past is unshakeable, yet the heart remains the same
Although you may be called a different name
Your core, your soul is what stays
Always

“Whitney High School is our pride, our hopes and dreams abound”,
The opening lines of the alma mater
But the closing lines are the ones that matter
“Strive for nothing but the best for here we’ll surely find memories to last a lifetime. Hail to Whitney High.’

solopan said...
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solopan said...

I hope everyone has a great thanksgiving.

Lets forget all the financial problems this year has brought, and remember the all the good this life has brought.
Hopefully everyone gets a delicious meal.

Peace and unity to all.

Claudia said...

Hey people How are you? Well I hope everyones "Vacation" is going good and have a happy thanksgiving see you all monday for the people who have not done the poems please do so I really want to get that over with thanks bye.

Anonymous said...

Rachel Todd
GWC
Eng 100

Poem:

If having babies later is a womans real desire
Too bad it's just as risky as playing with fire.
With a much more stable income and a husband by her side
She's more mature and ready for an often bumpy ride.

With a young and healthy body the risks are fairly rare
Than the mature yet aging female, it doesn't seem quite fair.
The chromosome disorders, the list is kind of frightening
But if you're only twenty it's as rare as being hit by lightening.

So the moral of this story is not to wait too long.
Do things in the proper order so nothing can go wrong.
First college, career then marriage by the age of twenty-five.
Then start the family early so the children can survive.

Take care of yourself, don't drink and don't smoke.
Having a healthy family is definitely no joke.

Anonymous said...

i just realize somethign... wat's gonna happen to this blog when everyone leaves :( ???

Danyelleyvonne said...

danielle thomas
eng 52
cerritos college
final question

Can we use a personal experience in the place of an interview? When using a personal experience, is the use of "I" permitted?

solopan said...

Good question Danielle, I second that.

Mr.Hsiao...?

Danyelleyvonne said...

ATTENTION CERRITOS STUDENTS:
TO LOG INTO THE LIBRARY...THE PASSWORD IS "CHANGEME"

A road of memories said...

its the week of thanksgiving. so i would like to thankful to the native american and god bless america for giving us the freedom we deserve! Regardless what we had gone through: the ups and downsl, but we could never forget we are very lucky to stay in the United States. Look at different country, and see how their discipline and laws come about. "an eye for an eye." therefore, everyone must enjoys your thanksgiving!

suck that i missed Bolsa Chica clean-up beach on sat! i really wished i could give out a hand to help! overall these few days, i have been missing out soo much! i am DOOM! oh noohhh...

WISH you all a happy Thanksgiving!!!!!!

brandon said...

Brandon
Goldenwest
Eng100
Post:IDK

I was working on saturday, and there were people outside asking for donations to help feed the homeless for thanksgiving and beyond. I had some loose change in my car so i went and got it and put it in the box.

My friend(who also works with me) saw me and said: "dude, why'd you give ur money?"
Me: what do you mean
Him:Tell him to go get a #&)( job.
Me: he has one already, collecting donations.
Him: it just bugs me how he said "god bless you". as if to incite religion and a blessing to tug on peoples beliefs to get them to donate.
Me: You dont know. He might be a believer himself. Theres no doubt a lot of people do that, but he might actually be serious.
him: still, he just sits there and asks for donations and gets paid.
Me: I dont see you collecting donations or helping at all.
Him: if i have a job, they can get a job.
Me: you dont have bills, you blow all your money on booz. You dont know man.

I was upset. this is a guy i thought was pretty intelligent. oh well.



Anyone else hear about those kindergartners not being able to dress like pilgrims and natives for the feast?
The issue: Many Chaktau descendants cite the tradition as racist, and stereotypical. Parents of students claim the spirit behind the activity is about brotherhood, and acceptance, even though we are different. The students were not allowed to dress like natives and pilgrims in the end. im not sure its RACIST.

nizzle said...

Nick Odierno
Eng.100
Cyp.

Brandon,
Its pretty incredible the way the mind works. For some, as a child/adult maybe they've never had the *privilege maybe even courage* to go out and feed the homeless, or give the loose change to those collectors. As the simple "by-stander effect" influences our lives, how many times have you seen people just walk by, paying little or no attention to those bells or that collection jar? Now count the times you've seen someone actually stop to donate? People are just scared and untrusting to what cause they are really donating to and its goodness at heart.

Its almost as hard for us to believe that people dissmiss those chairitable acts as it is for those who dissmiss them to comprehend why we partake in a motion of giving.

As for the kindergarteners, thats pretty wild. They are just children wishing to participate. I think inevitably those children are being held back from the true experience itself...

Marisela said...

Cerritos
English 52

A Question to you Mr. H
Are we suppose to incorporated the three phenomenons with the layout of the essay?
I'm doing (#6) Cause, Effect, Truth.
My research is on Middle Age Pregnancy.
Please explain!!!

Jovana said...

Jovana Lopez
Eng 52
Cerritos College

Question:
1.) When we present our poem, do we have to explain why we choose the pictures on the collage behind us?
2.) When we are up there how long are we up there for? about 3 minutes or so?
3.) I still dont know how to use to ebscohost, can someone help me?
4.) If we take pictures of our research can we include them in our paper? or would we just hand them to you?

Thank you Professor.

Happy Turkey

solopan said...
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solopan said...

Isaias Estrada
English 52
Cerritos College

Contemplations

Would you understand what #1 was if #0 did not exist?

Would #1 even exist without #0?

Everything has an opposite right? Can you think of something that does not?
...that's what I thought.

Can any being create nothing?
Of course not.

Nothing has always been,
And everything has an opposite.

NOTHING is infinite, so SOMETHING is finite right? (opposite)

That something(us,universe) has a beginning and end, but the END is the beginning of another BEGINNING.

Ex. A star explodes, dust particles make another star; cycle continues endlessly.

Ex. We die, then buried to enrich the soil for new life; cycle continues endlessly.

The END is the BEGINNING in another form.

Theoretically, lets say there was always NOTHING (0)[infinite], but for every concept there must be an opposite.

That being the UNIVERSE (1)[finite], its completely opposite.

One, it is something; matter.

Two, it has a beginning and end.

God is a term used to describe the thing from which all things come into existence.

But what created this higher being?

What if I told you everything always existed, continuously, like a revolving coin in the air.

Like I said NOTHING has always existed, so it must have had an opposite. Like all things that are in existence. (male/female, Happy/sad etc.)

You have heard the theory of scientist about the Big Bang theory, but they just simply state HOW it happened.(dark space; out of no where an explosion)

They do not tell you WHY it happened.

The universe has always simply been, like NOTHING has always simply been.


The scary truth is our Universe was created from ANOTHER UNIVERSE that died out! Like everything else usually does.
Which created the Big Bang scientist talk so much about.


We humans are unique to understand, and question our environment.
Allowing us to change what is to come. Manipulate.

Not like any other animal, that simply becomes a product of their environment.

You have to let the unlimited mind think beyond though....

Go beyond what you think is common sense, for common sense is just a state of "truth" everyone believes in, at that point in time.

Ex. We all find what common sense was 500 years ago to be ridiculous.

Truth is we still do not know what is our destination in life, unknown of what IS.












this might be confusing....I am still working it out myself.

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