Bonjour Ma Cherie Renée, Glad to see your message yesterday afternoon, and I know you won't write much as I believe you will be starting your day early. Aww so sad you were unable to read what I wrote in French lol, it was just greeting and so nice to hear your mother was a French Canadian woman, only little difference. Last night was fun as there was a dinner hosted by me, and there were few new Nigerian friends present . It went well as I was tipsy last night after some champagne. It is Saturday today and there is not much to be done, but I will be flying with an helicopter to a abandoned block, it is within the Niger Delta south south, an head surveyor is accompany me, and we have security guards too. Yeah thanks for your positive
Hello, Harry. How are you doing? How was your night? I hope you had a restful night and a splendid day. About your message from yesterday, I told you that I read it slowly and paying too much attention in every word you wrote.
Man this stuff is good are you ready to snort the next round, sure. Bang bang bang . Open the door it is time to eat.
At approx 1:15 pm ON 8-29-16, I was sitting at my desk in my office with the door closed. I heard the raised voice of someone I didn 't recognize yelling repeatedly, "get your hands off me" and similar variations of the demand. I did not hear any other voices. I then opened the door and left my office to find Ofc Jaques searching a male black subject who was now found to be the source of the yelling. Ofc Jaques could be heard sternly but calmly giving orders for the subject to comply with his orders in order to be searched prior to being held in the nearby cell.
Hi, um, my name’s Phil. I’m a peanut. Yep, just a peanut, not anything special like a dog with a family to love or even an almond, which is actually a nut. Nope, I’m just a little peanut trying to live as long as I can before somebody scoops me up, plops me in a bag, and takes me home to be a nice after-school snack. Now you might be wondering, How do you have thoughts, you’re just a peanut?
Mathieu Kassovitz’s film La Haine focuses on the lives of 3 friends-Vinz, Said and Hubert. Each of the young men come from immigrant backgrounds and are combating the struggles of poverty. After a well known youth in the community is tortured by the police, a violent riot breaks out leaving Paris in flames. In the midst of the riot, a cop's gun gets misplaced and falls into the hands of Vinz. While Vinz comes from a Jewish background he is still white-passing.
Hi, Im Keitoro, I 'd like to tell you the story of how I died. You may wonder why am I telling you the story of my death. confusing yeah?you’ll find out. so let’s go back to the start. I 'm 16 years old average boy, no girlfriend, and truly lonely.
Chillin ' with a hair tie, No makeup, with some sweatpants on You know I can always be that guy You can think about me all night long But I think you need something to think of me Something that will keep you warm
To describe the life of a man so complex is no easy task. A man who had a tough persona, yet was still one of the most loving people you’ll ever meet. Someone who travelled constantly, yet was extremely dedicated to his family. A man who endured more than his fair share of struggles, but always kept a positive attitude, and had a work ethic that was second to none. Someone who always followed his passions and goals to a degree that words could never describe.
“You got to think Ponyboy” is one of my favorites quotes to say after my parents died. I have two jobs and also to watch out for Ponyboy and Sodapop not to go to a boys home. I am the oldest of the greasers. I slapped Ponyboy to tell him to never be late again. Also I slapped him because I can not call the police because they will put Soda and him in a boys home and they would never see me again.
I sat in my mud hut, pondering the decisions I have made. I think I would have done it again; for her. It 's easy to say, I haven 't yet had to deal with the full consequences of my actions yet. The man beside me, was rather languid considering the circumstances. Though I suppose he chose this too.
Later I would find out that was not the only reason he worked that god-forsaken job. "Pretty good game huh? " I asked. "I haven't been watching but I've been listening. It sounds like our defense is playing better than they have been," Roman said as he continued to scrape.
It was quiet when I first walked in. No other customers, just me and the rebel barber, the summer heat only making me long for a cool drink. He began to shake. Maybe he believed he could conceal the slight tremble in his hands.
The pokeball started to shake. It shook three times then Pikachu came out of the pokeball and threw it at you and Johnny. The last thing that you saw was the Pokeball flying at you. One hour in that dreaded prison felt like an eternity for them, but every once in awhile pikachu would enter a battle and you and Johnny would have to fight another pokemon. Pikachu’s collection got so big that he just let you and Johnny go.
David Sedaris wrote "Me Talk Pretty One Day", to express his experiences in learning French. Not only has he moved to France and enrolled in school there, but he is also older than most of the students in his class. He expresses his trepidation on the first day of class by referencing Pa Kettle backstage after a fashion show; saying "they were all young, attractive and well dressed. " (Sedaris 1) He continues to go on throughout his essay expressing the difficulties of learning French, living in France and the obstacles he has to overcome to succeed.
“Le Chat” by Charles Baudelaire is from the fascinating collection “Les Fleurs du Mal”, published in 1857. “Le Chat” is an erotic poem, which portrays the image of the cat in a complimentary manner. The cat is an ambivalent figure and is compared to a treasured woman. The poem contains two quatrains and two tercets but cannot be called a sonnet due to the alternation between decasyllable and octosyllable lines and not Alexandrian. Baudelaire does not adhere to the traditional rhyming scheme, which therefore makes it irregular.