MSN

My computer always opens MSN when I open my internet and these two articals have come up the last few times and caught my attention. I really liked them so i thought id share.

This one is about Nohas Arc
http://cosmiclog.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2010/04/27/2280442.aspx?GT1=43001

This one is about Steven Hawkings
http://cbs5.com/national/Steven.Hawking.aliens.2.1655388.html

Dead Week

Even though we are in "dead week," i know of three students who have tests this week regardless of the ideas behind the week.

Many students have become upset with their teachers because they are angry at their students for doing so bad on tests and the things that take place during finals week.

The point of dead week is to not have any homework and to study for exams. These exams are the things we have been working for all year and it seems that we don't have time to study for them with the quiz's and other homework we get assigned during this time.

I also know of plenty of students who's teachers cancel class for the week so that there students can study.

Dead week is for studying. Not for homework. If this is not what teachers are going by then we might as well move finals week up and get done a week early.

These are the things that people said to me while i sat in the cafeteria and talked to them about there finals. Hopefully the teachers will listen to there students eventually and change up some of there habits. Dead week...please be a good one!

Nancy

Sorry for the lateness on my video!

Had problems with my computer earlier

Also sorry bout the face! lol

Memento

For one of my classes this week, my teacher decided that we all needed to watch the movie "Memento." Mind you, this movie is played backwards so it took me awhile to understand everything.
Needless to say, the main character, Lenoard, has a memory problem. His wife was raped and murdered and in his attempt to save her was hit on the head, loosing his short term memory. Everything starts with a scene, and then plays what has happened before it. This way you see the effects of things but it keeps you surprised. So far you know who killed his wife, but not how he got there, what the facts are or how things have unfolded to bring him to the killer.
Ill finish the movie tomorrow and i want to tell you all about it but know its better seen then explained.

I hope you see this movie

Book Review-Raquel Welch: Beyond the Clevege

This is Jo Raquel Tejada. Also known as Raquel Welch. All of her life she has lived behind her big hair, makeup, high heals and clevege.
In Miss Raquels new book "beyond the clevege" she explains to the world what its like to live beyond the beauty and the kind of life a movie star leads with two children breaking into the business.

The book is fabulous becuase it explains all of her highs and lows. It sheds light onto her struggles with life and the hardest choices she ever made.


I recomend people read the book because it gives people another look at movie stars. She is one of the oldest and truley beautiful people of her generation that still shines through. She worked for her money and nothing was ever handed to her. She is not like the other so called "celeberties" that roam hollywood these days. She is a true hollywood star.






This video of Miss Raquel was taken shortly after her film of 100 BC left theaters. At this time she was 20 years old, a single mother with 2 kids, and no money in her pocket. She is now 70 years old and looks 50.
She came from nothing to achieve everything. That is what makes her and her book so worth reading.

Tom (Final)

Ever since I was a child, my father and my grandfather have always been like superman. I never once saw them cry, fall down and rock themselves, or beg for the mothers. Instead I saw them yell profanity, put duck tap on something or simply “power through.”

When my sister came back for her spring break she told me something that I never really thought I would hear. “Grandpa Tom has cancer,” she said almost without flinching. She had time to absorb the information before she told me and it was more of a kick in the face then anything. To me I could help but start to cry. My grandfather and I have always been close, I know he’s only human, but when you’re a child, they really are Superman.

This past weekend I decided to come home and see my family. Sitting there with my family I realized for the first time what it meant to cherish loved ones. When I was 14 my mother was diagnosed with MS or Multiple Sclerosis. Back then I knew my mother would be ok. Growing up I had seen her fall to pieces, call her own mother for advice and weep when the tears needed to fall. I knew that she was only human. Five years later I can say that my mother is MS free and helping other MS people as well. Yet that was the difference.

As I sat with my parents and grandparents, I couldn’t help but look at Tom and see the fear on his face. To see a man of that stature and grace seem too small and frail really took me back. It was at this moment that I started to question the concepts of maturity that girls and boys face when growing up. My mother let me cry when I needed to when I was young. My father however would tell me never to cry because it makes you look weak. Men it seems grow up with the mindset that babies cry, not boys, not men. Women however cry in movies, books, songs, etc. So I couldn’t help but see the correlation between it all when watching my grandfather sit there.

All of my life Tom has been that echo in the back of my head telling me to do better be better, and act stronger. Just like my father, Tom was the male figure who reminded me that life is only so long, that one day all of this will be lost forever. I know he told me that a hundred times, but as he sat there knowing that he was now a number like all the other cancer patients of the world, I’m not sure he believed his own logic.

As I hugged my grandparent’s goodbye after dinner that night, my heart sank a little. I know Tom will fight for his life to the very end. He’s been fighting for things harder than anyone I know. Yet I know, like most people, most humans, we can only fight so long.

Since I heard the news I’ve done my best to ask how he’s doing every day. I am not by any means giving up on Tom, because I know he has yet to give up on himself. I just know that if one day the fight gives out on him the world will be a little less bright.

To each lesson we are faced with, we are to learn. Through each of our heartache, we are to love, with each death we are to live.

PROM

I never understood the concept of Prom. To me, it was just one more excuse to find an acceptable place to grind your butt on however many men you can find. And vise-verse. I was never a fan of homecoming or winter ball but the rest of the world seemed to love them. I always found it funny how you get all dolled up in your new dress and shoes. Eat a nice dinner with friends or a date. And hug your parents goodbye as you head off for the dance. Only to come back a hot mess.

As prom gets closer for my high school I can only laugh at all of my guy friends who say they would rather die then go to prom or another dance. I cant really blame them. One of my best friends who is a senior this year asked if I would go to prom with him. I just looked at him and laughed. No i said. I would be fine not experiencing hell again.