… last three and a half years. I am sitting in my dark closed room, writing down my thoughts because there is nothing to do. I feel like I have no one to talk to. It was a New Year's morning; I woke up only to start an argument with my dad regarding…

… friend. If only I could close my eyes, and not see my whole life flashing behind that black façade, then I would dare to sleep. The seconds, minutes, hours... Holds no meaning now. For I am nothing but a misplaced soul wandering across…

… is dead-set against my marrying Prince Kol. This does not surprise me. What does surprise me, though, is his adamancy even after my reasoning. I told him my belief of an averted war, but he still refused to accept it. I am ashamed to admit it,…

… with that the U.S. has promised to assemble a democracy for the Iraqi people. But this will be a difficult task, it will not come as easily as it may seem. The U.S. cannot just democratize Iraq at gun point because a democracy cannot be forced on unwilli…

… to any university but there are three that really stick out. These would have to be that I'm hard working, outgoing and friendly. These attributes not only make me an excellent addition to any university but a great addition into today's society. …

… there were three core setting of this story which include but are not limited to the store, Dave's house, the store, and the field. From Dave's point of view, which the story is told, the moods around these setting alter greatly. In Joe's store his…

… WinXp! It is the worst DOS ever made, I cannot understand why people would use such a poorly made product. Take a look around inside any computer store, it is not difficult to notice that almost all the computers have WinXp as their DOS (Desktop Operatin…

… classroom, there were only 13 people in the class since Vince the school bully beat the rest up. The whole back row was empty, why? Because that was where all the beating began from Vince. Vince was not a kind boy; he was big, tall and smelly. He was…

… but some people who are alive hear voices anyway. Its like a gift that you can't return, because theirs no receipt. No one wants it, but they have to live with it, in a matter of speaking I mean. "Sonia can you hear me?" It was blurry and hard…

… life. How would you describe their attitude? Are they kidding themselves? Are they ignoring the ugly truth about life that's right in front of their eyes and pretending that some happy fantasy world that exists only in their heads is real? Well,…