Video Game addiction

The cyber world has become a thing of the future, people meeting and greeting all over the world. Becoming friends even though they have never been aquatinted. One of the realms is within the world of video games. People playing live versions through the internet. One of the most popular games is Halo...the new version, Halo 3. Jenny can contest that the game is of an addicting nature. Ruling over a lot of peoples lives, very heavily in the field of relationships. Once you play you can't stay away. Although most of the relationships build are fake, some of them can lead to lasting fortunes, developing over time like an infant. The addictiveness means many hours of play, often people are doing the same thing so can interact and build the bond between you. The bond can be in a strategical manner in play and/or in knowledge of ones personal life. Where this new fad will lead is speculated but unknown. Oh...what the future may entail.

Writing styles

Writing styles post up all across the board in ingenuity, grammatical, and deliberation. Fondness for reading is unfortunately one of my greatest limitations. I have had the chance to jump into the works J.R. Tolken, one of the most genius fellows of his and our time. His style is so appealing to me for two main focuses. He formulates creativity in description, imagery, and wonder; all while he brings the similarities of home into a fantasy world. Secondly, the cultural influence he ties so neatly into his pieces from personal experiences and also historical events. Mismatching a Finish language and allowing it to influence a language he, himself, invented. Basing the fighting scenes themselves off of battle events and locations he fought in, in World War I. Inquiring his home town into the town of the Shire and the events that happened to it within the story. Every little additive seemed to have relevance; this is why I love his style. I can become one with it because it is similar to how I would like to write a book if I ever did so.

Video Clip on Advertisement

This short film makes a claim on technolgy today. Peoples uses for it and how it has negatively impacted their lives as they know it through personal accounts written on paper and flashed for viewers to read. Facts about uses in class and the distractions there, the amount of money computers cost, and how technology is supposed to be saving the human race whether its actually working or not. The beat set to the film is upbeat and dramatic as it gets your brain juices flowing in both rythme and thought. Barely enough time to read the short, handwritten phrases none the less absorb them. The variety in angles on the rise of technology seem to be aimed for a braud spectrum of people so your left thinking about the ones that touch your life personally. The Point of this clip however is to dispell that technology was supposed to make school easier but in fact gives students more of an opportunity to slack off.

Movie Blog About Advertisements

I think that this speech was strongly stated and almost a bias point of view. I absolutely support the beliefs of women equality and power(not Hillary CLinton though!). The speaker made some strong statements and had good reasoning for most of her speech but could have taken a different view on a few of the topics.

For instance, the section she brought up about the males being portrayed as the adventurous type while girls are all stand offish was kind of an iffy and opinionated. I do believe she had the evidence toward this but it wasn’t defending a strong theory. Girls enjoy the fact that they are more inteligent and better decison makers then guys, therefore naturally less adventurous. I believe this to be true, not necessarily in all cases however. I think that there are exceptions to that and also the fact that girls try in some cases to flaunt unintelligence and shy characteristics. I think the adventurous male and shy female theory is more based on actual personality traits and human normalities. That advertisements are just keying in on the facts in that situation. Again, there are exceptions. This was a strongly stated video clip but you have to pick out some of the parts and examen them for yourself to see what strikes your values.

Crime

Well seeing as I'm a pretty big fan of all the Oceans movies I would have to say they put a lot of my criminal ideas into my head because they involve comedy in a serious action that risks their lives which is how I would want to go about things as well. If I wasn't going to get caught then that would make it less of an adrenaline rush but also more of an allure, even though I don't know how that would work out cause if i was going to commit a crime it would probably be something along the lines of theft. I'm no kleptomaniac but at the same time I would want it to benefit me in the long run; I'm a person of opportunity and think that some people are blessed with better ones then others. Back to the point: if i was going to steal something, without being caught, then I would be a big deal and a beneficial robbery. Again, tying into the movie thing. It would be big, maybe not in size but value, and it would be from someone who could afford to loose it, aka an extravagantly, richie-mic-rich person. It would go down in history as one of the biggest scandals ever to occur. So what it comes down to that I would probably steel some sort of fine jewel from a Swiss bank.

Trashy Mic Trash Bag - Previous assginment

The trash bag. Ah...such a useful piece of technology that no one really takes a second to appreciate. All the hassles and time it saves. Being such a common, everyday, luxury tool tho it's just a standard in household necessities for the high pace life most everyone lives and most hate. From the mansions where the owners never think about replacing them to the slums where they're not put in trash cans because they actually serve as a trash can, being emptied in a nearby dumpster and then brought back in to be refilled.Its partner the trash CAN, are a dynamic duo in the fight against an inconvenience. So many daily issues that who has time these days to not use a trash bag? Implying they can afford them. This brings me to my next point with the fact that I called them luxury. They aren't required inside the trash can they just prevent future time wasted that could have been on something more important like Tv.Trash bags are an awesome thing though so don't be fooled! They are stretchy now so we can cram that much more in them and now they also don't even rip! OOOO...AHHHH... so spiffy! Think of what we would have to do without them! Actually deal with tones of paper pieces, dripping and oozing, smells, and carrying individual pieces to the trash instead of a ginormace heep of them. What a stress reliever they are in the end, so take a sec and give your trash bag pat on the back.

2 am in the mornin with nothin but undies!

Bam! So here you are, standing in the coffee isle trying to pick out which would make the ideal brew for your 2 a.m. drunkin-ness. Will it be the Costa Rican dark or the Fair Trade type that you read about in the world news last Sunday? Or will it even be the generic Folgers, "its a great time waking up when you have Folgers in your cup...yat yat yat," you mumble in your obscured mind. You can't think straight because those cocktails are shrouding both your thoughts and your vision. This all seems like an almost normal trip to store besides the manifesting intoxication until you notice something. A chill just crept over you and the realization that your lower half is cold do to a slight breeze. You think, "no way, this is not really happening," as you look down, your heart sinks to an embarrassing low. You are currently standing in a super market with only your underwear on! Not just any however, your super small pink, lace thong aka your favorite pair. The stun slap wears off and you recognize that you have to do something here! You attempt to stretch your long sleeve shirt over your exposed butt. Slam! Down you go! Drunk, on the ground, and in your underwear you've never felt so liable. The funny thing is that its two in the morning, the only people shopping are in isles over and there isn't many at that, just the weirdo's and people that hate crowds. You stand up with the little dignity you think you have, attempt to stretch the shirt again, and run outside to your car, hoping no one saw you. Once there you start to think of why exactly you were in that predicament in the first place....hmmm....