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Sunday, 6 February 2005
Late Entry: Crazy Thursday
Mood:  don't ask
Thursday February 3rd I received a phone call from a neighbor stating that my daughter had an accident and she broke her tooth. I know to you this may not be such a big deal. After receiving this information I was in such a state of panic because she was home alone and her pants got caught in the dining room chair leg while carrying her backpack; she fell and hit her mouth on the granite counter top cracking her tooth. She couldn't get in contact with any family members so she walked aroung the corner to my neighbors house for help. What made me so frustrated is that I felt I should've been more assessible in case emergencies happen. My neighbor took very good care of until I was able to get to Hayward an hour later form San Francisco....Later on that evening my daughter and I went to her grandmother's house, on my way back home I went to the gas station were the station attendant was involved in a heated arguement with patron which was eventually resolved by the manager. I paid for my purchases and proceed to my car were another station agent is asking a panhandler to leave Chevron's premises,but he refuses. Another customer interferes in the conversation and one thing lead to the next and customer pulled out a knife. At this time I got into the car and decided to go to another gas station. Everything here seems be the typical gas station experience. A few minutes later I notice a teen aged girl walking down the street trying to avoid this car who is following her. I watched her as she proceeded toward her destination but the car kept trying to block her path. At first I thought that this could've been a boyfriend dispute so I headed on my way to the freeway when my intuition told me to turn around. I go back to last place I remembered seeing the girl and she was at the store talking to someone who seemed to work there but her persuer had his car in park waiting for her. I got out of my car and asked the girl was she okay and if she needed a ride home. I know you're not supposed to give strangers a ride but something within me knew this situation wasn't right. The girl had no idea who the man was following her I was just glad to see her make home safely.

Posted by amiga2/dania0 at 4:32 PM EST
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Tuesday, 1 February 2005
How I begin to write an essay.
Mood:  a-ok
The way I typically begin to write an essay predominantly depends on my mood regarding my knowledge of the topic.There are times were it seems that I cannot focus.It's usually called writers block. The way I tend to overcome this is by brainstorming using my ideas,views or lack of.I tend to like to ask questions so that I have a clear and concise understanding of what the reader may what to know hopefully; to help induce thoughts so that reader may feel interested or involved in the topic therefore inducing a new sense of awareness. Before I actually begin to write I like to use a thesaurus to help find new way of stating an ideas without being repetitious.I also found by doing this also helped me to improve my vocabulary skills so that I appear to be more academically inclined. My essay is written based on the most important ideas or concepts that I come with, but the problem I have the most is transitioning everything together to make my arguments stronger from one topic to the next.The introduction and thesis statement is usually done last because I usually can't come up with a thesis statement until I have explored my essay thoroughly then this is when I find a defining viewpoint which shapes all of the aspects of the essay.This isn't an easy job for me it takes awhile for me to definitively develop my topics until I'm satified with the finished product. I have learned in English that there are no finished works of writing because someone can take your idea and come up a totally new concept or idea, its kind of like evolution of words.

Posted by amiga2/dania0 at 7:01 PM EST
Updated: Tuesday, 1 February 2005 7:21 PM EST
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Thursday, 27 January 2005
Late Entry
Mood:  irritated
This is a a test page.

Posted by amiga2/dania0 at 6:06 PM EST
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