I had officially shut him out of my life but I could still feel his presence. Almost like he was inside the house with me, hiding somewhere. I planned on going to bed early, I hadn’t slept longer than three hours in a few nights. I got ready for bed and I turned my phone off for the night so I wouldn’t be woken by him. Three hours later, I was woken by the sound of cups clinking in my room.
Although Macbeth has done some really bad deeds, he cannot be called a bad person out and out who goes on to achieve his ambitions without any consideration. He’s also a victim of the realization that there is no meaning as such in this world. This instability snatches his power to think and he gives in to his wife’s provoking speeches without providing any counter arguments to her. If he had any of his individuality left, he certainly must have had given some thought to her speeches but the lack of it shows his confusion. As soon as he joins the opposites foul and fair, he’s encountered by the weird (which is undefined because in the world of Macbeth nothing is normal).
She says, “It was totally unnecessary to choose this late hour for doing that.” (Kafka, 21). Hence her exhaustion and the inability to resist K’s emerging invasion made her look more vulnerable from K’s view. She says, “fainter voice: I am so tired…permitting more than I should.” (Kafka, 21). K have no choice but to make his case looks interesting and appealing to her while she may fully give up on K’s case, making K impossible to establish relationship with her and fulfills two objectives that he intended to
"We should go to this party I heard about," Kimberly said. “I don 't think that is a good idea, my mom is sleeping in the other room," I said. "Come on! You never want to do anything fun. If you 're just going to sit here all night than I 'm leaving. "
Most of the time the reason why the students go to bed late because of watching television; watching their favourite movie, or surf the net. Some student also goes to bed late because of doing their homework which is not for the first subject but rather on the other. In connection to that sentence, students who go to bed late because of doing their homework on another subject, which is not the first subject, tend to just absent on it because of the reason of not waking up early. Students are tardy because of school activities especially when it comes or it relate to the academics. Lastly, today’s generation of the student just feel not to go to class then they will really not go to class, they will just go somewhere and hangout with their friend and just chill, or some just go the infirmary clinic or go home to rest.
ANYWAYS, this was the day that G. B escaped... It happened in the afternoon, at 3:00 pm sharp. There he was G. B sits in his cell, listening to the old man and women were cracking up, while drinking tea. G. B being the smug little gingerbread man he is thinking of ways to escape. Hmm...perhaps I should break through my cell….hmmmm.
In one of the flashback section the author remembers a time where they should have escaped but reassured by just saying “It will all be fine.” There situation was looking really bad and they both know what was coming, while all this happened they didn’t do anything. Concludently Their benighted realization of the urgency of their situation made them an attempted of a last minute escape imposible. In conclusion to this her ignorance to graph her past seems to get in her way. She seems to worry about her past instead of looking at the future, “...Day by day, night by night he recedes, and i become more faithless,”(Atwood p.261-262). Here a wall is built
I never really noticed that I woke up so many times during the night until I started this writing in this sleep log. During day one I tried to go to sleep earlier than normal. I wanted to see if my mood and alertness would change if I was able to sleep longer. Turns out that my body doesn’t like going to bed at 9PM and instead would rather stay awake until midnight. Which is conveniently right around the time I managed to pass out listening to YouTube videos.
I wanted to ask him how he survived out there, but I didn’t get around to it. After I walked out, all I heard was “WOOOW… you.. look.. Amazing!” “ What is you sister.. A model?” I asked the question with kind of a snobby attitude even though I didn’t mean to. “ No, but she thinks she is.” After Blake said that, we laughed for so long. After we left I finally got around to asking him how he survived. “ There is something you don’t know about me.
The sound of coffee meeting cup echoes through the dimly lit room along with the tapping of my foot on the wooden floors. In an attempt to break the awkward silence i clear my throat, but the man just raises his bushy eyebrows at me and sets a cup in front of me. "It'd be an understatment to say that im happy to see you back here again." He says as he pushes his large chair back to stand and stalk arund his desk towards me. "But..." He trails off, "I do wonder why you are here."