Micheal Jackson has been given the title ‘King of Pop’, but is he worthy of this title?
Well, Micheal Jackson’s two greatest hits, Beat it and Thriller have given him numerous awards, and his other songs have gotten him even more. All of his songs are upbeat, fast, and furious. I haven’t heard a single Micheal Jackson song that I didn’t like.
All that’s very well and good, but the real reason I’m writing about Micheal Jackson is due to his untimely demise. While he was still alive, I had never heard even one of his songs! Well, I did, but I didn’t know who wrote it. In fact, my first reaction when I heard that he was dead was “ He wasn’t dead already?” As you can see, I wasn’t much of a fan. Actually, I didn’t care about him at all. But now I’m beginning to regret that I did’nt listen to his songs more. He was a musical genius, and I lived while he lived, and yet I missed him entirely.
I believe that he is worthy of the title King of Pop
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One of the blogs I found usefull, the other I didn’t. Well, most it wasn’t helpful but the Scribd thing was useful. It taught me how to get a clustr map. I need to learn how to start a post. I completly ignored the links
I don’t really like Valentine. At the beginning it’s all like she’s a perfect little angel who would never harm a fly and uses all her intelligence for good and niceness and to save ender and all that nonsense. And then she turns around and starts getting all weird. she’s like ‘hohoho! I’ve got power over peter! Mwahahaha! I’ve got so much power! I’m awsome.’ I think she’s secretly EVIL! Everone thinks she’s so nice, and she’s thinks that she’s so nice, but that’s just because she’s got a brother with anger management problems. She’s really a munipulating puppeteer who sits back and tricks everyone into doing what she wants. And then she says ‘Oh I’m nice, I’m nicer than Peter and I always believe in Ender.’ But she’s not nicer than peter! She’s just more sneaky than Peter. The only reason Ender likes her is because she protected him in his childhood. But she turned to the dark side. She always thinks ” Oh I don’t want to be mean like Peter, cause Peter’s a bully, and I don’t want to be a bully!” Well she’s still a bully!
NOO! I’ve forgoten my password for bitstrip! I’ve had to make accounts and passwords for the accounts so many times that I can’t keep track of them! I just saw the teacher looking at the passwords for everyone! I saw mine! Now I know it and I can log on! WOOHOO!
I’m reading Ender’s Game, and I’m really enjoying it. So, he Ender is a 6 year old third child in a society where “Thirds” are thought of as inferior human beings. The only reason he was allowed to be born was becaus his brother and sister were geniuses, and the government needs a genius to save them from the alien species known as the buggers (his siblings wer’nt chosen for other reasons) . So they give him a device to track his thoughts and see all that he sees. This makes his brother hate him because he didn’t get in but his brother might. They decide he is, but give him one last test. They take out the device, and since he isn’t being watched anymore, a bunch of kids decide to beat him up because he’s a Third. He kicks the leader once and he falls. So stop the others from attacking him ever again, he beats him up some more. Then he goes home. His brother (called Peter) attacks him, and his sister saves him. The next day he gets a nock on the door from a military officer. They ask him why he beat up the kid. He tells them and they bring him to Battle school. It’s somewhere in space, so he has to get on a rocket to get there. So he gets on the rocket. The person in charge starts saying that he’s the smartest kid there and that the rest are all stupid. Then everyone hates him . One of the others start to attack him. So he breaks the guy’s arm. Then he gets off the rocket.
That’ s my brief summary of Ender’s Game
I’m from the two poles that held up the house, from the stupid referee to the clown with the bean bags, the really easy hockey game, and the pinball machine.
I’m from Piraka Pete’s angry roar, and the many waterfalls. I’m from the Mud Pit’s of Mordor, and the piano lessons I hated.
I’m from WHO MINDS!! and ANGRYERT!! and Inside Mario’s and Please don’t go! I must! to Swine flu! From Smooth, Let’s go on an adventure, and I NOTICED!!
I’m from the many pet fish that died the big rock by our house, from guinea pigs to cats, to the swing in the backyard.
I’m from lasagne to ham and scalloped potatoes. From the hawk that stared at me from the yard, to the lobster that fought the person who brought it to be eaten.
I’m from the spinning monkey, the scary bridge, and serene canoe rides by the firing range. From epic adventures to the two climbing trees.
I’m from the Hobbit and Harry Potter at bedtime, to the silly songs in the car. All that is where I’m from.
