One of the options for the Cambridge Advanced Exam (paper: writing) deals with a set text. The two choices for next year are:
John Steinbeck, Of Mice and Men
Donna Leon, Through a Glass, Darkly
Sunday, 22 November 2009
Saturday, 21 November 2009
Thursday, 19 November 2009
Story
Well I had to write a story for today which as you all know I forgot, but I've got a good reason I think, because I had a long day of school and then I had judo. So I'm going to write about what we did with judo.
Well we started a bit different than usual, because we started with 3 "randori ne waza"s instead of a warming-up. I know you're wondering what the hell a randori ne waza is, well it's a judo match in which you may only use techniques on the ground so no standing. It kinda looks like this (you might want to turn on some music, because the sound makes no sense):
And then we started learning a new technique step-by-step, which was both usefull and boring. I forgot the name already but it was a "ma-sutemi". This a technique that's quite risky, because if you mess it up you're on your back and your opponent gets a point.
After learning this technique we did one normal randori. After the randori we had to put all the mats (?) on the carts, so we could put them in my teacher's trailer. I did something stupid then, because I tried to stop on of the carts by putting my foot in front of a wheel and that hurt a lot.
This is my story I hope you didn't fall asleep whilst reading it...
Well we started a bit different than usual, because we started with 3 "randori ne waza"s instead of a warming-up. I know you're wondering what the hell a randori ne waza is, well it's a judo match in which you may only use techniques on the ground so no standing. It kinda looks like this (you might want to turn on some music, because the sound makes no sense):
And then we started learning a new technique step-by-step, which was both usefull and boring. I forgot the name already but it was a "ma-sutemi". This a technique that's quite risky, because if you mess it up you're on your back and your opponent gets a point.
After learning this technique we did one normal randori. After the randori we had to put all the mats (?) on the carts, so we could put them in my teacher's trailer. I did something stupid then, because I tried to stop on of the carts by putting my foot in front of a wheel and that hurt a lot.
This is my story I hope you didn't fall asleep whilst reading it...
Hey
So, as you are about to find out, I am not that inspired either..
Well, not that you care, but yesterday I had my first training that I could endure until the end. Because I have been ill for more than a week, I have to take it easy. But yesterday, it went really well and I completed the whole training.
And finally I have a question for you. What is your favorite sport?
I know this message is not really interesting or something, but I can't think of something better.
And I had to write a story so here it is.. :P
Well, not that you care, but yesterday I had my first training that I could endure until the end. Because I have been ill for more than a week, I have to take it easy. But yesterday, it went really well and I completed the whole training.
And finally I have a question for you. What is your favorite sport?
I know this message is not really interesting or something, but I can't think of something better.
And I had to write a story so here it is.. :P
Wednesday, 18 November 2009
Music
Hello,
We were supposed to write a story or sth.
But I haven't got any inspiration and it's really late.
So I'm sorry but I would like to sleep:P
I couldn't write this sooner because I got home and had to go again.
Maybe you would like to tell me your favorite song because I like music so much?
Or your favorite movie?
See you later at school.
(Sorry by the way for this stupid message but ok...)
Miriam
We were supposed to write a story or sth.
But I haven't got any inspiration and it's really late.
So I'm sorry but I would like to sleep:P
I couldn't write this sooner because I got home and had to go again.
Maybe you would like to tell me your favorite song because I like music so much?
Or your favorite movie?
See you later at school.
(Sorry by the way for this stupid message but ok...)
Miriam
What I had for breakfast
This morning I took a bread slice out of the bread sack and laid it on my plate. Then I put some butter on it and I shouted out loud:"kanker mongolen zooi!" because my knife fell on the floor with some butter on it, which I had to clean up. After that I picked what I wanted on my bread and smeared in on my bread. When I took the first bite, I tasted floor. I hadn't cleaned my knife. So I again said "mongol kanker wat is dit nou op deze ochtend" so I took a new knife out of the knife drawer and made a new sandwich. This was my morning.
ANW
I really don't know what I've to post on the weblog.
So here is a story about ANW!
On monday we always make some assignments about very boring stuff like the temperature on earth and stuff like that. On wednesday we always watch a movie in class about the climate or something like that. That is very boring and some children almost fell asleep during the movies, but our teacher still thinks that we do like it to watch the movies.
I'm sorry about my very boring story!
So here is a story about ANW!
On monday we always make some assignments about very boring stuff like the temperature on earth and stuff like that. On wednesday we always watch a movie in class about the climate or something like that. That is very boring and some children almost fell asleep during the movies, but our teacher still thinks that we do like it to watch the movies.
I'm sorry about my very boring story!
My breakfast
This morning I woke up and went downstairs. When I was downstairs I took a slice of bread and put it on my plate. Then I grabbed the butter and smeared it on my bread. After that I smeared chocolate spread on it and cut the bread in half, then I put chocolate milk in the microwave and started eating my bread. After 3 minutes the chocolate milk was done and I drank my chocolate milk. This was my breakfast!
My new dress ^^
Hey ^^
Well, it happened a while ago, but I'm just so happy with it I want to share it :D
As some of you may know, I wear a certain type of clothing (only in weekends xD) called Lolita. It's a fashion from Japan, and almost all of the clothes are made there (maybe that's why they are so expensive..). A typical lolita outfit exists of a dress, a blouse, knee-high socks, cute shoes and sometimes even a headdress (a ribbon or minihat). For an example:
http://www.lolitafashion.org/anatomy.php
Also, lolita is very rare and expensive, so it's not easy to buy a dress. Luckily, we do have 1 shop in the Netherlands, located in Bilthoven (near Utrecht), which I visited in the vacation. There I saw the dress I had always wanted... It's from 'Baby, The Stars Shine Bright' (a lolita brand from Japan) and was designed by my favorite band: 'Versailles Philharmonic Quintet'. When I saw it between all the other dresses, I was so happy I immediately went to get some money and after trying it on for half an hour I bought it :D Here's the picture:
Now it's hanging in my closet ^^ I just can't stop staring at it!
Also, if you want to look at the BTSSB site:
http://www.babyssb.co.jp/
My dress is from the sub-brand Alice and the Pirates (the link is on the left, a little black box)
Well I think I've annoyed you enough with this story, so byebye ^^
Well, it happened a while ago, but I'm just so happy with it I want to share it :D
As some of you may know, I wear a certain type of clothing (only in weekends xD) called Lolita. It's a fashion from Japan, and almost all of the clothes are made there (maybe that's why they are so expensive..). A typical lolita outfit exists of a dress, a blouse, knee-high socks, cute shoes and sometimes even a headdress (a ribbon or minihat). For an example:
http://www.lolitafashion.org/anatomy.php
Also, lolita is very rare and expensive, so it's not easy to buy a dress. Luckily, we do have 1 shop in the Netherlands, located in Bilthoven (near Utrecht), which I visited in the vacation. There I saw the dress I had always wanted... It's from 'Baby, The Stars Shine Bright' (a lolita brand from Japan) and was designed by my favorite band: 'Versailles Philharmonic Quintet'. When I saw it between all the other dresses, I was so happy I immediately went to get some money and after trying it on for half an hour I bought it :D Here's the picture:
Now it's hanging in my closet ^^ I just can't stop staring at it!Also, if you want to look at the BTSSB site:
http://www.babyssb.co.jp/
My dress is from the sub-brand Alice and the Pirates (the link is on the left, a little black box)
Well I think I've annoyed you enough with this story, so byebye ^^
I got a guinea pig
We have a rabbit called Plusie, (original name, isn't it?) But because we go to school it seemed to us that she was very lonely. So we went to the pet shop and searched for a friend, but they told us that rabbits will always fight other rabbits they encounter (yes, this is true!) so we looked at the guinea pigs. There were some very young ones and, after arguing for quite a time, we bought a small female. It took us two days to give her her name, Boeba.
At first, Pluisie was reluctant to her new housemate, so Boeba had to sleep in her own cage at the beginning, but eventually Pluisie accepted her and now they are happy together (I hope).
At first, Pluisie was reluctant to her new housemate, so Boeba had to sleep in her own cage at the beginning, but eventually Pluisie accepted her and now they are happy together (I hope).
The dutch movie: 'Terug naar de Kust'
I am going to tell you something about a movie.
Last saturday I went to the cinema. I had heard about a new movie and I really wanted to see it. The dutch movie was called: ‘Terug naar de Kust’. The cinema was very crowded, so we were delighted by having a seat. The movie began.I saw a young woman, singing in a band. Her name was Maria. She looked happily, but after a few minutes I noticed that she wasn’t happy at all. Her boyfriend was an alcoholic and was having an affair with another lady. She left him, although she knew she was pregnant. She didn’t want to keep the baby, because she and her boyfriend Geert were separated. Gerrit was very sad about this, but he had accepted it, Maria thought. Four days later, Maria received a threatening letter. She didn’t know who had written it and thought it was a stupid joke. Unfortunately, the threats didn’t stop. That was the moment Maria went to the police office and informed the police. The police told her that is was safer for Maria to go to a relative and go into hiding. Maria went to her sister Ans. After a few days, Maria was feeling better, but she was perplexed when she heard that her house was burned down. Everyone blamed Maria and she thought she was going crazy. The police didn’t believe her either, so she was going to do the investigation by herself. She searched for directions and when she found out that her sister was responsible for all these happenings, she wanted to escape her sister’s house as soon as possible. Hopefully it was not too late …I’m not going to tell you the end of the story, because I think it’s no fun to watch it anymore. You really have to see it!
Last saturday I went to the cinema. I had heard about a new movie and I really wanted to see it. The dutch movie was called: ‘Terug naar de Kust’. The cinema was very crowded, so we were delighted by having a seat. The movie began.I saw a young woman, singing in a band. Her name was Maria. She looked happily, but after a few minutes I noticed that she wasn’t happy at all. Her boyfriend was an alcoholic and was having an affair with another lady. She left him, although she knew she was pregnant. She didn’t want to keep the baby, because she and her boyfriend Geert were separated. Gerrit was very sad about this, but he had accepted it, Maria thought. Four days later, Maria received a threatening letter. She didn’t know who had written it and thought it was a stupid joke. Unfortunately, the threats didn’t stop. That was the moment Maria went to the police office and informed the police. The police told her that is was safer for Maria to go to a relative and go into hiding. Maria went to her sister Ans. After a few days, Maria was feeling better, but she was perplexed when she heard that her house was burned down. Everyone blamed Maria and she thought she was going crazy. The police didn’t believe her either, so she was going to do the investigation by herself. She searched for directions and when she found out that her sister was responsible for all these happenings, she wanted to escape her sister’s house as soon as possible. Hopefully it was not too late …I’m not going to tell you the end of the story, because I think it’s no fun to watch it anymore. You really have to see it!
Bored
I had to write a story even though I couldn't think of a good one. I don't don't have any inspiration for my story it has to be done before tomorrow and I can't do it tonight because then I've got to Judo, so I'm doing it now.
Makes sense?
No, it doesn't make any sense to me either. So yeah this is my story so far. It's about as confusing as the book we have to read for english...
Makes sense?
No, it doesn't make any sense to me either. So yeah this is my story so far. It's about as confusing as the book we have to read for english...
A story
Hi, let me tell you a story..
Once there was a guy called Marc. He was addicted to a game, dedicated to the devil himself.
Today, we know this game as WoW, a.k.a. World of Warcraft.
His life was ruined big time by this game of pure evilness. His life was spammed with the ideas of the devil.
He was never going to escape from this dark and devilish game of hell.
He's spent over a week of complete game-time on this game. The week after the game-week, he was drowsy and talked on and on and on about the devil and his ideas. He was addicted forever...
This was the sad story of Marc van Deuren, also known as "devil's right hand"....
Once there was a guy called Marc. He was addicted to a game, dedicated to the devil himself.
Today, we know this game as WoW, a.k.a. World of Warcraft.
His life was ruined big time by this game of pure evilness. His life was spammed with the ideas of the devil.
He was never going to escape from this dark and devilish game of hell.
He's spent over a week of complete game-time on this game. The week after the game-week, he was drowsy and talked on and on and on about the devil and his ideas. He was addicted forever...
This was the sad story of Marc van Deuren, also known as "devil's right hand"....
Monday, 16 November 2009
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