... because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me... Or feels threatened by me... Or thinks I'm a smart ass... Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here... Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike. And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found. "This is it... this is where I belong..." I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all... Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're ...
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... feared whirlpool of depression, which at any given time can pull me under and swallow me alive. While in the river, which I call life, I have to be in control at all times; I must quickly steer and paddle away from the massive rocks and devouring waves. When travelling along a rough river, it is essential that the rafter be a quick thinker, and only the experienced rafter can outwit the many perils that lie ahead. Sure, I am apt to make mistakes, I can only imagine how many times waves have knocked my raft over while learning; I can only imagine how many rocks my raft has crashed into when I did not recieve a top mark; I can only imagine how many dreadful ti ...
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... equally as important as the the financial one was the possibility of failing at a new endeavor or not being able to find a new job. These possibilities made me feel uncomfortable and insecure. If I failed or could not find a new position, what would my family think of me? Failing at a new career would also cause me to lose confidence in myself. These concerns, failure and financial, and not finding a new job made this decision very difficult. The decision to choose a new career was an extremely important one. The sole function of a career is not just to provide a means to make a living; it should have a larger purpose. The work I was doing did litt ...
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... on the moon. Numerous scientists and writers have already also predicted this. Life will also be made much, much easier in the future for humans by robots, computers, and other automatons. Many simple tasks done today by humans such as cooking, cleaning, and repairing household items will be done by these machines much more quickly and efficiently and with less pollution. Almost all of the current manual labor jobs, especially in the United States, will become obsolete and robots will do all of the work for us. The advantages of using robots and computers include no pay, no time off, and no complaints or questions asked. Also, nearly every job in the future wil ...
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... to her friends dorm and began playing drinking games prior to t he evening of partying. Needless to say after a couple hours of drinking games we were all a little tipsy, so we then sauntered on over to a Fraternity party, where we continued working on our inebriation. After a long night of partying and fraternizing with hundreds of drunk college kids much like ourselves, we headed back to the dorm in which the whole evening started. And just as any after-school special goes, there was one kid who had just a little too much to drink, and he proceeded to put his hand through a plate glass window. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO?!?!?!" were the first words out of ev ...
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... People always deal with stress everyday. I am no exception and either is the future. Coworkers cheery and happy enters my thoughts when dreaming of the future. Miscommunications and misunderstandings are unheard of. Every individual is nice to each other and no one is ever upset. Work atmosphere is quiet and peaceful. People respecting each one's own opinion. Every day people are on time and punctual. Work is done on time with no excuses for late work. The future is full of coworkers' being angry and disgruntled. Miscommunications and misunderstandings are a part of life. No individual is ever nice to everyone all of the time. People upset with oth ...
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... “Why doesn’t this registration have your name on it?”, the officer questions suspiciously. Thinking quickly john replies “My cousin owed me some money so he gave me the car and I haven’t had time to change the registration yet.”. Doubting the truth of Johns answer the officer asks, “Then why is the car reported stolen?”. John refuses to acknowledge the officer. Sensing trouble the officer demands, “Turn off your engine, step out of the car and put your hands behind your head, NOW!”. John shouts “No way pig!”. “I’m never going back to prison!”. Throwing the NSX into gear and hitting the accelerator he leaves the officer in a cloud of dust. With lightning speed ...
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... call a student to the office is a teacher asking him to run an errand. The privilege of avoiding class to run an errand for the teacher is always fought over. This type of office trip usually involves dropping off some scrap of paper to the proper individual or hunting someone down to ask them a question. Sometimes, finding the right person or whatever can become a quite lengthy procedure, taking the student's search all across the campus and eventually concluding at McDonald's or Taco Bell. This type of office visit is by far the most fun. The final, and most dreaded type of office summons is the type that is required for disciplinary actions. This usually take ...
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... tree stumps, roots, branches, leaves, and whatever else might float down the river) along the banks, and it has so many sunken canoes and sunken logs along it's main channel that safe passage through it is impossible - unless you stick to the right side of the bend.” As we neared the end of a long straight away in the river, I noticed the speed of the water was increasing exponentially. A look farther down the river told me what I had been dreading this whole trip now lay before us, and we were going into Wallace's Point from the wrong side of the river! “Rich! Back-right stroke! Back-right stroke! Hurry! Don't you see that we're going in the wrong way ...
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... underground. All that remains of me are my bones. I became petrified, because when I was burried under the ground all those years the groundwater dissolved all my bones. They were then replaced, a molecule at a time, by the minerals in the water. This long process involved all these tingly sensations. I felt odd for the longest time, but now I'm a new me! About 900 years ago I received company from someone up above. His name is Mr. Wolly Mammoth. Wolly died because of a volcanic eruption, and was trapped in the burning lava. He's my best buddy and I was so glad he decided to come join me. We always talk about what we think goes on above us. Sometime ...
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