Wednesday, November 03, 2004

reading response pg 440 how to land a job you want

Understanding text-
The hidden job market are the jobs that dont get listed. To find these jobs you have to ask freinds about a job that they work at if you are intersested to see if are any job openings.
Evaluating strategy-
It is very effective, the words maylea uses grabs your attention to get a job you may want.
Appreciating lanuage-
Because it gets you thinking about doing these things yourself.


Monday, October 25, 2004

compare and contrast rough draft

Friends with Benefits vs. dating

Dating poses two different types of relationships friends with benefits and actually seeing each other exclusively. With each comes a list of pro’s and con’s that are either very closely related or exact opposites. Nine out of every ten men would prefer friends with benefits relation ship while only three out of every ten women would like a friend with benefits situation. This would conclusively lead to the fact that more women want an exclusive relationship while men want a friend with benefits situation.

Commitment and dating exclusively is a main difference in these different relationships. There are benefits of dating; they are more from emotional pleasure of being together than that of a more physical relationship. Feeling more comfortable with each other have a physical relationship helps to show the love. You’re attracted to this person in more than one way which shows your love for them.

Friends with benefits are a sorry excuse for being horny and not having a girl or boy friend. Although this physical expression is nice it lacks the emotional side of things that dating exclusively has. Friends with benefits are friends who decided that expressing their physical needs to each other wont affect their feelings toward each other. This often comes more difficultly than it may appear. Introducing physical satisfaction into a good friendship often develops feelings of a more than friendship relationship. This then ruins the friendship and creates a more distressing situation of how do you get back to the way things were.
Friends with benefits are a great way to go if you can figure out a way to steer clear of the inevitable feelings that come with physical expression. Dating is often more fulfilling in the long run and usually makes you feel more secure.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Sincerity

Sincerity

Lined up in single file, my customers wait in patience for there turn to come when I would fake my way through an intelligent conversation, as I tediously scan there choice groceries. All they saw was a smile, forced out to hide what stood behind. One conversation right after another developed, the next more meaningless than the one before it. The words that flowed out of my mouth like water were not exactly a mirrored image of what ran through my mind, though I did pat myself on the back for how smoothly it came. “How are you doing?” I would ask, concerned little about how they actually felt. “Great, how are you doing?” they would respond every time. This question they asked essentially presented two different questions, would I tell them that my day was great also, which was actually a preconditioned response we all have, or would I tell them about the murderous rage that hid just below my skin, that came from the hatred I felt for a man called dad. That before I came to work my father was in a drunken rage that led him irrationally chasing me around the house to beat the shit out of his, disobedient son. And that the moment I had to scan another grocery I would jump over the counter stabbing the pen they use to sign there credit card receipts into there eye like a hot knife through cold butter. I hated that every time they asked me that question, they didn’t really want to know how I was, and all they wanted to hear was, good or great. In truth, the insincerity of my answer almost certainly lead to the happiness of there day. It was only time before I would break the mold and go on a rampage of the local K Mart.

This was how things were. It was really a game that I would play each time this topic arose; the answer though, always stayed the same. In truth I thought I was the only one playing the game. This changed though when my next customer stepped up to bat and decided to explain how her day was. Finally an answer that wasn’t the fraudulent preconditioned response I had hoped for, but a sincere reaction.
“How are doing today ma’am?” I would ask only to expect the worse.
She had a dark brown hair color that fell just below her shoulders. Her face had been worn by time; her clothes were normal jeans and a pretty purple blouse. There was something about her eyes, maybe she hadn’t got enough sleep lately or maybe she had an accident. The woman rubbed her eyes.
“I’m really tired,”
“Do you know what time it is?”
“A quarter to five” I answered as I scanned the mass amounts of batteries she had in her cart.
“Oh I must have dosed off for a couple of hours.”
“Oh,” I said with some confusion.
“Ya, I haven’t gotten much sleep lately”
I saw her eyes closely this time, and it wasn’t the sleep that made her eye that way.
I could only imagine what had happen to her, and why was she sleeping in the back of a K Mart. I looked directly into her eyes as she blinked
“It’s just; my husband has had a lot of stress with work lately and…”
I couldn’t believe the words I was hearing. “How was your day,” was no longer just a question. The sincerity I was looking for was right in front of me. It was now breathing down my neck. I immediately interrupted.
“Your total comes to...”
Interrupting was my only escape from the sincere thoughts; this kind woman had shared with me. My interruption stopped her plea for help and the awkwardness of the situation.

With her Courageous sincerity she made that cry for help. We as humanity fear the unknown. Without sincerity we hide our truthfulness, and the falseness of our feelings lead to the unknown. Sincerity guides us to improvement and frees our minds from the shadow of false pretenses. “What people call insincerity is simply a method by which we can multiply our personalities.” – Oscar Wilde.

Wednesday, October 06, 2004

CHAPTER 6-9 QUESTIONS

Chapter 6 -
What is a thesis?
What is a thesis statemant?
How long should a thesis statement generally be?
Can a thesis only be placed in the opening of the essay?

Chapter 7 -
What does it mean to support a thesis?
If you dont support your thesis with evidence what will happen?
Is there just one type of evidence that you can use?
Whats a way to supply evidence?

Chapter 8 -
The way you arrange your thoughts depends on your what?
Whats a way to organize your paper?
What can a title do for your essay?
What is a good way to grab readers attention in the introduction?

Chapter 9 -
What is a paragraph?
What does the first paragraph usually do in a essay?
Is organization important in a paragraph?
Can you break a paragraph wherever you want?

chapter 1-5

Chapter 1 - Why do all educated men and women write?
Chapter 2 - What is the best way to begin writting?
Chapter 3 - Will writing in one context necessarily be acceptable in another context?
Chapter 4 - True or False Close observation is the first step in critical thinking?
Chapter 5 - What can freewriting help you with?

Friday, October 01, 2004

mount st helens

Mount ST. Helens started to erupt today. How crazy is that? they say it shouldn't be a very big explosion but what if it was huge. I wonder if people would be prepared for something like this. Maybe we underestimate its power right now and its just devestating. Well it probably wont be big but often times scientist are wrong so we'll see what happens.

tv addiction

After reading tv addiction it is crazy to think that people can get addicted so much to tv. Addicted insomuch that it is like drugs. People know that there are numerous things that they can do besides watch tv but for some reason they want to watch tv. You stop thinking and just sit there for hours.

Monday, September 27, 2004

books final draft

Dustin Robinson
English
2:30 Class
Mr. Riseley

Books

As he walked into the bookstore, straight ahead of him stood a lady about 5’ 4, dark brown hair, and a smile on her face. Can I help you? She asked. He paused for a moment and had a puzzled look on his face, he didn’t know what books he needed, there was no way he would be able to find them all by himself. Dave smiled. Do you have your schedule? She said. Yes yes, he said. His hands made there way to pat his pockets for any paper that might be inside. It looked as if he had lost his schedule. He found nothing and suddenly reached for the small pocket of his back pack and unzipped the pocket. He pulled it out, unfolded it and handed her the schedule. She glanced over it, “wow! 15 hours, huh?” That’s a pretty good load. He smiled again, as she proceeded to walk to the back of the store in search for the books he would need for the classes. Could she really know all the books he would need just by looking at his schedule? Let’s see here, she said. English? She asked. Yes, he replied. You’ll need this one, and this one, as she handed him his first two books and that’s when the pile started. Math added two more, he already had four books and he was only two classes in. She continued with a smile and a pleasant attitude to find the rest. She must have done this a lot because no matter which class it was she new exactly what isle and shelf that these books would be on. The pile grew heavy as she added psychology and a fit for life book. Who needs a fit for life book he asked himself rhetorically? Really do you even learn anything in fit for life isn’t it just a class that you get to play fun sports and goof off in?. She just smiled. Microbiology, that will be a cool class, she said. She had notice that he was getting a little nervous from the amount of books that was piling up; this must have been her sad attempt to cheer him up. She piled one big biology book on top of the rest and informed him that there was lab and class outlines that he had to buy else where because they didn’t have any at the book store. When he had first walked into the bookstore he was kind of excited to get his books, now he wasn’t so thrilled. Well that’s all you need to get here there will be a few other book s that you need to buy but you will have to get those else where, she said. Then she walked him up to the counter for check out. Here came the hard part, paying for them.
The nice lady had handed him off like a football to some other player that was going to ring up his books. How are you doing? She asked. Great he said, even though that wasn’t the expression on his face, it was just the natural thing you say to people when they ask you a question like that. Beep, beep went the books as she placed each individual book over the scanner the emotion on his face took on a rather disgusted look as each book made one more beep. First the little screen read sixty five, then one hundred and three, after that the price seemed to grow exponentially. Could I even afford this he thought? Three hundred and fifty she said as politely as possible so as not to scare him away. He pulled out his wallet which seemed to give him a frighten look on his face as if he didn’t have enough to cover this outrages fine for books. His hands made there way to his plastic card which would have to cover this amount until the bill arrives some day he’s not expecting in the future.
It’s hard to start out on your own, break away from that metaphoric wing of your parents which they hold over you when you’re young. When this first happens you don’t realize the little things which add up. What a joke that Dave has to pay for such a hefty fine for books when he is just starting out as a student in college. So many people are victim to this every semester when new books must be purchased for other classes. Why would the school or any other foundation making money off this, want to target students? Books are and essential part of any class that you take and no matter what, you will need to buy them whether they are fifty or one hundred dollars. Such and unfortunate society, in which we fill the need to mark up our books, that are being sold to students to bankrupt them. We are more focused on making a dollar rather then let the students stay focused with there school work. Students often times fill the need or have this need to work to support them selves. Can we improve our society if we have the younger generations working instead of learning? The fact that these books we need have to be so much. Now they all have to get a second job just to pay for school.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

books

Dustin Robinson
English
2:30 Class
Mr. Riseley


As he walked into the bookstore, straight ahead of him stood a lady about 5’ 4 with dark brown hair, and a smile on her face. Can I help you? She asked. He paused for a moment and thought about all the books he was going to need to get, there was no way he would be able to find them all by himself. Dave smiled. Do you have your schedule? She said. Yes yes, he said. His hands made there way to pat his pockets for any paper that might be inside. He hadn’t remembered where he put his schedule. He found nothing and suddenly remembered that he put it in the small pocket of his back pack so as not to lose it. He pulled it out unfolded it and handed her the schedule. She glanced over it, “wow! 15 hours, huh?” That’s a pretty good load. He smiled again, as she proceeded to walk to the back of the store in search for the books he would need for the classes. Could she really know all the books he would need just by looking at his schedule, he thought. Lets see here, she said, English you’ll need this one, and this one. She handed him his first to books and that’s when the pile started. Math added two more, he already had four books and he was only two classes in. She continued with a smile and a pleasant attitude to find the rest. She must have done this a lot because no matter which class it was she new exactly what isle and shelf that these books would be on. The pile grew heavy as she added psychology and a fit for life book. Who needs a fit for life book he asked himself sarcastically? Really do you even learn anything in fit for life isn’t it just a class that you get to play fun sports and goof off in, he thought. Microbiology, that will be a cool class, she said. She had notice that he was getting a little nervous from the amount of books that was piling up this must have been her sad attempt to cheer him up. She piled one big biology book on top of the rest and informed him that there was lab and class outlines that he had to buy else where because they didn’t have any at the book store. When he had first walked into the bookstore he was kind of excited to get his books, now he wasn’t so thrilled. Well that’s all you need to get here there will be a few other book s that you need to buy but you will have to get those else where, she said. Then she walked him up to the counter for check out. Here came the hard part, paying for them.
The nice lady had handed him off like a football to some other player that was going to ring up his books. How are you doing? She asked. Great he said, even though that wasn’t what he was feeling it was just the natural thing to say. Beep, beep went the books as she placed each individual book over the scanner he thought it would never stop. First the little screen read sixty five, then one hundred and three, after that the price seemed to go up exponentially. Could I even afford this he thought? Three hundred and fifty she said as politely as possible so as not to scare him away. Oh great, he though, he didn’t even know if he had enough to cover this outrages fine for books. His hands made there way to his wallet where he retrieved the piece of plastic which would cover this amount until the bill arrives some day he’s not expecting in the future.
What a joke that Dave has to pay for such a hefty fine for books when he is just a student in college. So many people are victim to this every semester when new books must be purchased for other classes. Why would the school or any other foundation making money off this, want to target students? Books are and essential part of any class that you take and no matter what, you will need to buy them whether they are fifty or one hundred dollars. Such and unfortunate society in which we fill the need to mark up our books, that are being sold to students to bankrupt them. We are more focused on making a dollar rather then let the students stay focused with there school work. Now they all have to get a second job just to pay for school books.