Essay #10 I Need Your Love Forever
Essay #9 Finish up Story
Essay #8 Admire
Essay #6 Saddest Experience
Essay #7 Teenagers Don't Smoke
"It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." Intriguing it truly is how Shakespeare could bring out one's emotions through such doleful words. Nevertheless, it is true. Life is but an unfathomable tale of sorrow and misery, masked behind the sounds and faces of joy, leading only to the inevitable revelation of the truth, where one would realize that dreams are but an empty flask, easily shattered into oblivion.
It came like a spear, prickling my soul. Perhaps it was the blanket being too thin, if only I had added one, no two, no it just would not have sufficed. Before then, I had always imagined a campfire to be the ultimate source of warmth and comfort in dark times... I stood corrected. For all I knew at that point, I could've been lying naked in the midst of a blizzard, the unforgiving gelid winds wailing proudly as they struck despair down to my very core. Accompanied only by a surfeit of queasy sensation patrolling by my uvular. It was incontrovertibly a one-sided battle. One which no adolescent should have to face without an ally.
It must have been the fever, though one could have erroneously believed the source to be the merciless wind, howling plaintively across the campsite as it disturbed the rustling leaves, as if on purpose. The others have gone to restock on more wood to burn and I was left to rest in my tent. I would have gone with them had I not been cursed with this horrible fever at this wicked hour. Hiding from the coldness beneath the safety of my blanket was probably not the most courageous act, but it was a wise one. To follow them into the woods in my condition would be plain suicide.
Before long, the wind wailed even louder in an utmost sorrowful manner. I reached into my pocket in search for my pills, my lifeline to be blunt, as it kept my illness to a minimum. Somehow, as if things could not have gotten worse, they were not there, go figure. That was it, in a matter of moments the ascending fever would triumph over my natural resistance and incapacitate me, as would asphyxiation slowly sink in. Then, through the glass my memory a sliver of hope came to be. They must have still been with Percy. That fool wanted to 'take a look at them' earlier on and must have brought them along with him. It was simply a no-brainer, suicide or not, I must retrieve them, to endure the intensifying sickness would be worse than death itself.
With a long, deep breath and a whole lot of foolish bravery, I rushed out, embracing the tempest and broke off looking for Percy. The trees grew thicker as both light and warmth from the campfire dimmed and faded away into cold and black despair.
There was simply no time to adjust to the darkness. I scurried blindly forward towards who knows where, yelling out the names of my campmates as I shivered in the midst of grieve and fear. I had just about given up when a shout retaliated my efforts, it was of my name and I was sure the voice belonged to Percy. My tired eyes lifted and tried their best to search for the voice despite the overwhelming darkness. A dark figure spawned in the distance and I charged towards it, only to have it scream something in my direction, vaguely I assumed it to be in a warning tone. But unfortunately, the desperation for the illness to end got the best of me. And to be honest, I could not have cared less at that moment what the scream was all about.
It all happened in haste. My foot felt nothingness, my vision descended, adrenaline surged through my veins. Was it a hole or a cliff, I could not remember. Miraculously enough, I had survived the fall, but miracles do not just happen everyday without a price, and I had paid every last bit of it. Ever since then, I had been paralyzed from waist down. And now I sit patiently in a wheelchair, sharing my story every now and then, awaiting nothing but a sad end to my life.
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Smoking is one of the worst things teenagers can do to their bodies. Yet every day,almost 5000 teenagers under age of 18 try smoking for the first time.
No wonder, tobacco companies spend billions of dollar ever year on advertisements and other ways to make sure that these young people start smoking and buying their product. The companies count on them to become hooked for it keeps in them in business.
The nicotine in cigarettes is a poisonous drug. It even be used to kill insects. Nicotine and dozens of other poisonous chemicals in tobacco can cause illness like heart problems and certain kinds of cancer. Some of these illness take years to develop but others can show up right away.
Generally, smoking makes a teenager's body less fit and more susceptible to infections. For example, teenagers who smoke are much more likely to get a cold on pneumonia. Each time they like up, it hurts their heart, lungs and brain. And the longer the smoke, the worse the damage becomes.
Smoking has such a long list of bads points that wonders why teenagers smoke. Along with bad breath and stinky hair and clothes, smoking makes it harder to run and to play sports. It also cause a difficulty for blood to move around in the body.
Smokers often feel tired and cranky and cannot think quickly, not surprisingly, there are more likely to get in trouble in school and get lower grades. There are also more likely to lie to their friends or their parents about their activities; what they do and how they spend their money.Smoking therefore not only brings about health problems but may also develop undesirable traits. Teen smokers can become lazy, irresponsible and dishonest.
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Lady Gaga, stage name for Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta is a recording artist in New York, United State America (USA). She developed interest in the music industry at an early age as demonstrated by her interest and ability to play the piano while she was 4 years old of age. Later, she joined New York University where she studied music opened up her song writing skills. She composed analytical papers and essays that focused mainly on social issues, politics, religion and arts. Then, she withdrew from school to concentrate more on her career.
Anyhow, there are three quotes from her that I think it is really meaningful to me. "You have to be unique, different and shine in your own way", "Do not allow people to dim your shine because they are blinded. Tell them to put on some sunglasses" and "Whether life's disabilities, left you outcast, bullied or teased rejoice and love yourself." It is no wonder this lady from a good Italian New York, turned into the exhibitionist, multi-talented singer songwriter with a talent or flair for theatrics that she is today, Lady Gaga.
She is openly unique, creative, does not follow stereotypes and more surprisingly she does not care what others think about her and she is doing what she loves to do. She also takes frequent political standings to support her ideals. She is a driving force in today's society and I admire her because she is easy for me to relate to. I find a deep connection to her, in the sense that she shares my personality. The major reason I admire her is the way she expresses herself. She is openly quirky and thrives off the fact that people think so. I relate this because I also like to express myself in a way that most people consider odd. Despite she receives constant criticism, she maintains her pride wisely. The other reason I admire her is the way she takes a stance. She is frequently seen promoting her ideas and supporting various national movements.
To be quite frank, I have never been one to openly admit that I love this lady who wears scandalous clothing and basically acts like a diva a lot of the time. However, she is different for some reasons. She seems genuine and strong in her quaint dresses. I believe she does it all for herself and also her fans. This lady has done so many performances on so many different shows. Besides, every time I see an interview with Lady Gaga, she really inspires me. She has a straightforward way of communicating that I love. You can say she is annoyed with or in love with the interviewer because she does not hold anything back. I love that type of honesty.
Despite her big personality and quirky dresses, I would have never paid attention to her if it were not for the fact that I love her music. It makes me want to sing along and dance every time. Whenever it gets stuck in my head, it puts me in a good mood. It is because the rhythm of the sound is really catchy and the lyrics are overwhelming and passionate. Plus, with her voice of an angel that soothes to my soul.
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Write a story that ends with: To this day, I wondered if I did the right thing in accepting the offer.
I was still sleeping when suddenly my hand phone rang. The ringing tone broke the silence of the night. I slid off my bed and quickly accepted the call. It was so weird to get a call at the wee hours of the morning. I heard the voice at the other end of the line and ascertained who the caller was. The voice that I talked to at other side of the phone was my boss, Messy.
â€œWhy do you call me in the middle of the night? Anything happening ?â€ I queried.
â€œSorry to disturb your sleep but there is an important assignment. I need your help again,â€ Messy answered.
â€œItâ€™s ok. What needs my professional skill?â€ I joked.
â€œHa, ha. â€ Messy gave a dry laugh and then he continued, â€œJust now a man in black jacket came to see me. He asked our organization to make a delivery. Tomorrow morning, come to my office and I will tell you the other information then. Go back to your beauty sleep and I hope you have a nice dream. Bye,â€ said Messy and the line went dead.
I hung up the phone. I could not go back to sleep immediately. I wondered what the new job would be. I tossed and turned. Gradually I fell into a sleep.
On the next day, the sun rose with a ball of fire. I woke up and got dressed. I wore my favourite black silk shirt, black long trousers and a black Italian leather shoes. I looked at my appearance in the mirror and I liked what I looked. Then I drove my black shiny BMW to my bossâ€™s office.
Upon arrival, Messy invited me to sit down and began to talk to me about of the importance of this task. My job seemed very easy. All I had to do was to deliver the things from Messyâ€™s client and safely send them to the destination. Having done that, then my work was considered accomplished. In my line of duty, I had had delivered many kinds of things such as weapon, bomb and others. But this time, Messy warned me that I might encounter danger during my job because some people might try to stop me from delivering â€œthe thingsâ€ safely to the destination.
â€œCan you do it? You can refuse if you donâ€™t want to,â€ said Messy.
â€œDonâ€™t worry. Itâ€™s ok. I can do it,â€ I answered confidently.
â€œSo your final decision is to accept the job, right?â€ asked my boss.
â€œSure, I am a pro. Every time I did a nice job, didnâ€™t I?â€ I said.
Messy nodded as he smiled. After that he gave the two things that he had received to me. It was a brown envelope and a small green box. Seriously, he reminded me the rules of our profession : 1. Never ask questions, just deliver the things. 2. Never open the packages from the clients for they are classified as confidential.
I looked at the envelope and I realized that the destination was in Singapore. I booked the next flight and flew to Singapore. When I went to the address that was on the envelope, I found the house unoccupied. According to the neighbour, the owner, Hamid who was a scientist had moved away six months ago. Hamid had an ex-wife, Mary who lived in Australia. They gave me Maryâ€™s address in Australia.
I quickly went to Australia to find Hamidâ€™s ex-wife. His ex-wife had black silky hair blue eyes and rosy cheeks. She gave me an address and said that her ex-husband might be there. She also gave me a paper with a code but I could not understand what the meaning was. As I left her, I sent the code to my friend who could decode it. After a while, he telephoned me to say that the code actually represented the chemical things. Because of my curiosity, I broke the rules and opened the box. Inside the box, there was a test tube with the chemical and labeled â€œBiochemical DNAâ€.
I hastened my pace to the address that Mary gave to me. It was an old warehouse. As I entered the building, I saw many big test tubes inside the building. It looked like a laboratory and somebody was carrying out the experiment. As I approached nearer, suddenly I saw a naked person who looked similar to my son was inside one of the test tubes. I could not believe what I saw and I tried to convince myself he was not my son, Harry. No, it was somebody else! As I saw the label on the table, I froze. It was clearly written -â€˜Harry Bondâ€™. â€œNO! Impossible!â€ I cried. Harry was pursuing his studies in Camford University. However, the truth was just in front of my eyes. I swore that I would bomb the building so that my son would not suffer after they changed him into a beast. He would be better off dead than become a beast which would kill people.
The bombs were put in every corner of building. Tears roll down my furrowed cheeks as I ignited the bomb. Finally, the laboratory was destroyed and I lost my son. Feeling sad, I went back to my country, Malaysia. If only I had declined to accept the work, I wouldnâ€™t have to know the truth. If only I had refused to do the job, I wouldnâ€™t have to kill my son with both my hands. To this day, I wondered if I did the right thing in accepting the offer.
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was the reason why I think the start and the ending of my story happen at the same time. Why we must seperated with each other when we fall in love? Tell me,why it is very difficult to forget someone who always remember us? Every smile,every happiness that we used to share together before,now it's gone.
I used to have a prince in my heart. Our story was like Romeo and Juliet or Cinderella. Unfortunately,i cannot be the princess although i have found my prince. My prince has a florist shop,and he also has an employee that falls for him. Nicky,the employee was falling in love with her own bos. Hafiz,her boss,could make Nicky dance like crazy,Jumping like a child. Hafiz love flower so much,that make Nicky attracted to him.
One day,Nicky was running all over the florist shop. Her childish attitute never changed although she already turned 20 years old. She was too happy on that day. Suddenly,Nicky almost slippered at the door,but Hafiz quickly hold her from her back to prevent her fell on the floor. "Nicky,be careful next time",he advised Nicky. Nicky was like in seventh heaven when that incident happened. Her prince charming was come like a superhero to help her.
Nicky was very happy. She decided to tell Hafiz about her feeling. She went upstairs to the roof section and practising."Hafiz,i love u!".She shout it happily. I was sitting next to her,but she did'nt realised i was there. Only when she realised i'm there,she screamed like a scalded cat. I told her to be quiet. i told her that i am Hafiz friends. "Please,promise me that you will not tell Mr.Hafiz about this?"Nicky beg me silently.
I promised her i would not tell Hafiz about that. Since that day,Nicky always came to the roof and have some chat with me. I realised that she love Hafiz so much. I knew that she can take care of Hafiz. Maybe the time has come for me to..."Esya,i heard that Mr.Hafiz make her girlfried dead six years ago,is it true?"Nicky asked me,waiting for the answer unpatiently. "No,it was not true"i replied softly and hurled a smile. Before Nicky continued her job,i wish her good luck for her love.
Kring...Kring...The phone ringing. The call was for Mr. Hafiz,but I did'nt see Mr.Hafiz anywhere. "Tasha,do you see Mr.Hafiz?"i asked the cashier of the florist shop. Tasha told Nicky that she saw Mr.Hafiz went upstairs. Nicky quickly climbed the stairs,the costumer was waiting to talk something with him. But Nicky tears falling without her permission when she saw Hafiz was hugging me. She seem very dissapointed. "Good luck for your love?"she repeated my words yesterday and run away,leaving me and Hafiz.
"Hafiz,it is not fair for her. Look at me,i still the same person as i do six years ago. I have stop grown up.." I advised Hafiz to let me go. While Nicky ran away after she saw me with mr.Hafiz,she accidently push a table in the shop,and Hafiz wallet fell on the floor. Nicky saw a picture in that wallet,a picture of me and Mr.hafiz,before i die. Nicky understood that i were Hafiz girlfriend that dead six years ago. Nicky quickly went upstairs. "Esya,you...??
". Yes Nicky,i only a spirit,i am not exsist. The accident that happen at this roof was not Hafiz fault,the gate was broken,that's why i fell downwards. I explain to Nicky.I only came to give perfect ending to Hafiz. Hafiz seem surprise when he knew Nicky could see me. I tolk Nicky to take good care for Hafiz. It was the time,perfect time for me to go. I only want to give perfect ending to Hafiz because he love me. I kissed hafiz before i go and missing. There was only birds that flying with my souls,bring all my love for Hafiz.
Hafiz cried."You come back for me,why you must go again?
"Hafiz screamed. Nicky realised that she cannot replace me in Hafiz heart.We were same,we found our prince,but we cannot be the princess. Hafiz,i aleady give you a perfect ending. We said our last goodbyes and never see each other again.
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A very good morning to the respected headmaster, Encik Ramlee bin Abdullah, teachers and my beloved friends. This peaceful and wonderful morning, we all gather in this hallowed hall and I will be talking about "Ways Towards Becoming An Excellent".
Do you want to be an excellent teenager or just an average teenager? How many of you want to be an excellent teenager? I am sure all of you want to be an excellent teenager. So here is how to be one.
Firstly, we must lead to a healthy life style. In order to do so, we must eat according to the balanced diet. Consume less oily food but eat more vegetable and fruit. Moreover, we must exercise at least twice a week. We also must not smoke the harmful and deadly cigarettes as they could cause many dangerous effect. Therefore, my dear friends, do not smoke a lot but eat healthily and exercise a lot.
The next step to be an excellent teenager is by choosing our friends wisely. If we chose to be friends with a smart and kind teenager, then, we will too be kind and smart like them. On the contrary, if we choose to hang out with some useless teenagers, we will too end up useless like them. So girls and boys, choose your friends wisely!
Aside from living a healthy life style and choosing our friends wisely, we must also respect the elders. Such as parents and teachers. Even the Form 5 students are counted as elders. It is very crucial for us to respect them, especially our parents since they have done a lot for us. Plus, you guys do not want to go to hell for disrespecting your elders.
To become and excellent teenager, we must be a good listener. Listen well to our parents', teachers' or friends' advice. Our parents and teachers know better than us so we should listen to them.
Last but not least, make reading your habit. It is not necessary for us to read educational books. We can read comic books, magazine, novels or whatever tickles our fancy. What more important is that you read because by reading we can learn a lot of things.
In conclusion from my speech, we must lead a healthy lifestyle, choose our friends wisely, respect the elders, be a good listener and read a lot to become an excellent and successful teenager. That is all from me, thank you.