Morning Java Startled by my alarm‚ I stretch my arm out from under the covers and search frantically in the dark to put an end to the obnoxious sound. I feel around for my lamp and switch it on‚ keeping my position until my eyes adjust to the light. Before I ever get out of bed‚ I’m already overwhelmed thinking of my many tasks for the day. When motivation is scarce‚ there is only one thought that brings me out of my cozy‚ warm bed and to my feet. Waiting to be made is a fresh‚ boosting cup
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My Home Suva‚ Fiji Islands was my birthplace‚ I’ve lived there half my life. Being a dot on a globe‚ two separate islands on a map‚ and a small population‚ Fiji is surrounded with grains of sand and salty water. The beach was my playground. Precious memories were left behind when I had to move to a different country with my family‚ but the beach was a place never to be forgotten. The beach is my home where I explored‚ learned‚ and relaxed; it swept up my childhood to the shores as each tide pushes
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Soldier Field I have never been astounded by such marvelous architecture until I laid my eyes on Soldier Field in Chicago‚ Illinois. Soldier Field seemed like a dragon‚ just engulfing everyone who was spectating the Mexico vs Bosnia game on May 2011. When I first laid eyes on the monstrosity‚ I was very intimidated. The thought of entering this behemoth marveled me and made me even more excited to enter and watch the Mexico soccer game that I was anxiously waiting for! Chicago itself is a marvelous
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The Beautiful Nightmare Back in November last year‚as I wokeup to the blistening sun shining through my window‚ I blinked my eyes to clear the my blurry sight. With the excruciating pain that poked my eyes‚ I walked to the mirror and was surprised to look at my red eyes. That was not the worst part‚ as I focused more into my eyes on the mirror‚ I realised that at the center of my eyeballs‚ there was a white bulge‚ round and small. Not even an hour later‚my mother and I were already sitting on a
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Willow Brooks Rough Draft I met an interesting girl who I am now glad to call my friend. She is rather intelligent and seems to have a grasp on what she wants to do in life. She was born and raised in Texarkana‚ AR where she went to Arkansas High School. Willow Brooks is a student at National Park and has many hobbies‚ a crazy family‚ and goals that she plans to accomplish. Willow’s hobbies include things such as painting‚ listening to music‚ and playing video games. Some of her favorite genres
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It has been a year since the last time I visited a place which left enduring memories in me - an old palace once belonged to my friend - The Great Gatsby. I still remember the day I have met him for the first time in one of his weekly generous parties. It was a summer day in 1922‚ soon after the end of World War‚ the golden era of the United States‚ when the laws against alcohol have just been repealed‚ I as well as many people were attracted to long Island with the hope of following their American
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Mexican food‚ one of the most delicious foods invented. But when it is matched with good service and family friendly environment‚ it is taken to a whole new level. Rio grande is truly an amazing mexican food restaurant‚ not only because of the delicious food but also because it is in a great area‚ and it is family friendly all the way. First off the food there is prepared on a professional level‚ and is real mexican cuisine. Not only in the food good but the ingredients the food is made from are
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There was no visible light out. It was calm out tonight; mid night dew still fresh on my boots. The smell of fresh pine covered the bare spot of the forest I was now camped in. It was time to break camp; camping too long in one spot could give away my posion. I quickly put away the rest of the salted pork in my left leg pocket and mounted my gun on my right shoulder. I started to stand up‚ but very slowly as to not alert a fly. I finally reach mid standing (not quite standing‚ but not quite crouching
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DUDLEY WAS ROUSED FROM SLEEP BY A QUIVERING‚ SHAKING HAND ON HIS arm and an apprehensive voice shuddering his name‚ “D-Dudley wake up!”. He opened his eyes drowsily‚ vaguely making out what seemed to be a figure. Was John waking him up for work? He felt an unbearable disequilibrium agitating him‚ he did not have any drive to work at the sawmill. A strident voice of modulation triggered the release of the grip. “URUSAI!”. It was a voice he could not understand. What was happening? Was it a dream?
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The sound of soothing music penetrated time and space‚ interrupting a peaceful slumber. The melody beckoned her to come closer‚ drawn into another world‚ another dimension. Obeying the Piped Piper‚ she followed the sound into the dense mist that made it difficult to see. The encompassing fog obscured all vision and her fear hung on the distinct possibility of running into something unyielding or worse falling into a deep chasm. Until suddenly realizing that wouldn’t be feasible as her feet weren’t
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