.... No longer did I see my friends, I was like a little duck lost in a big pond. There were different faces, different looks, and a different feel. I can truthfully say that the first day of school was one of the worst days of my life. I had never been so far away from my friends. That year, nevertheless, still saw me pass with a 3.5 grade point average. Still, something was missing. My best friends were all gone. While they were busy enjoying high school together, by contrast, it was hard for me to make friends. I was so caught up at leaving my old friends that being sociable seemed non-existent. I was insecure. While students were talking .....

.... and simply can't handle the amount of people that is must. After I have everything I can start eating, by this time I have wasted away twenty minutes of my precious lunch period. Mr.Johnson, this is just not a suitable lunch arrangement. I must mention of second problem with lunchtime, this is even more pressing than the first. Lunch Prices have been growing drastically and with no reason at all, this could mean the school is pressed for money so you look for the simple solution and make us, the consumers, pay more. I have heard that this large amount of extra money is going towards better quality food; get real folks how can you improve the q .....

.... He ran his business out of his house that sat on a fairly large piece of land. My mom felt it would be OK to let Skippy run around the chiropractors land while she took her appointment. Later that evening my mom came to pick me up at my friend's house. When I got in the truck she told me Skippy never came back after her appointment. As we drove back to Golden to see if my dog returned I remember thinking I would trade anything if I could only have my dog back. As we neared the house I saw Skippy in our head lights waging his tail like an angel. When my parents decided to get divorced they wanted to sell our house and move to separate .....

.... we did share was our Algebra II class that followed the lunch period. Most days Chris would still be studying while I was on the way out of the cafeteria. One day in particular, the bell that marks the end of the lunch period had just rung, and I was heading out for Ms. Henyon's math class. I saw up ahead of me, Chris frantically flipping through his Algebraic Concepts text book. I approached Chris and asked: "Did we have any homework we were supposed to do?" "All we had to do was study for the test today," Chris replied. As usual, I had forgotten another quiz; either that I had chosen to neglect it. Whichever it was, I never study for tests .....

.... did anything extra, out of the ordinary, for anyone but himself. On the other side of town there was a new arrival to the city. This man's name was Running Bear. He was an American Indian who had gone to New York to seek his fortune; however, he soon fell upon hard times. He had lived a life of monetary deprivation on the plains of Colorado, and had proceeded to New York by Amtrak with only a dollar and a dream. Things did not go as planned, though; he could not find a job and had taken to panhandling and sleeping in the streets. His dreams, no doubt influenced by the fumes coming up from the sewer, were of money. A good man who only want .....

.... was he laughing at something i didn't see or was there something wrong with my fish? I just disregarded it and continued fishing. Then as i was getting bored and drowsey I heard a yelp and the old man shot up. He had a bite! As he was fighting it he started talking and telling me how to catch a REAL fish not the guppy in my bucket. As he talked and talked the fish got closer and closer and he netted it up and took a look. The fish was about half the size of mine but it was a carp not a catfish. I gave a little laugh and continued and he tried to explain...."well you see boy, a carp is a hell of alot harder to hook than a catfish. Carp don't .....

.... I noticed in the Dairy Queen booth a heavenly looking vanilla sundae, mounded with plump, juicy strawberries, and perfectly round indigo blueberries-it made my mouth salivate, and I knew that I had to taste one. As I edged toward my seat, I noticed Little Ceasars advertising grease puddled on top pepperoni pizza and a frothy mug; emersed with crisp cold beer…this teased my temptation. With only a few dollars left, and my arms filled with delectable treats, I finally reached gate 201. I pushed the heavy blue drapery to my side. Standing in awe, my eyes scanned the gigantic arena. Everyone, including myself could feel the anxiety drippin .....

.... all the content of any course we study. We are free to take exception to the views or information presented to us, and we are free to reserve judgment about matters of opinions. Sometimes, in our quest for knowledge, there becomes a conflict between our beliefs we are accustomed to and the material presented to us. When there is a difference, we should not ignore the idea or block it out. We should feel free to learn and question new ideas. Just because we learn something doesn't mean we have to accept it. We should leave ourselves open to new ideas. When we do this we become very well rounded individuals. An example of this is the issue involv .....

.... has been in the back of my mind before I was assigned this project. I have always loved the X-Files since it premiered and within the past year, I have submitted my stories, ideas, and suggestions to the writers of the X-Files. Unfortunately, none of my ideas have been selected. Lots of activity regarding the X-Files goes on over the Internet, and through discussions are where I get a lot of my ideas for the stories that I write. =============================================== June 8th, 1996 6:58pm- Washington, DC, Scully's Apartment Dana Scully arrived home to find a package sitting in the hallway outside her door. Curious, she picked it up .....

.... airplane. The deafening noise makes me squint my eyes. I open them though and stand of the lightly cushioned seat. I clap my hands along with the other fans, and my hands feel greasy after just eating a hot piece of pizza. My mouth still has the pasty, saucy taste of the slice in my mouth. I look down towards the court where the players have now started shooting baskets. Their brightly colored uniforms stand out in the glare of the spotlights above. The court has a waxy look, like it was just swept, and the glass backboards, have a shine as bright as a new car. The band starts playing a song and the crowd swings their arms back and forth th .....