Before my writing for the internet class I had never really used the word hypertext. I really didnt understand what is was and was unsure if I would be able to understand it. Hypertext games are very new to me and I almost fear class tomarrow when we will have to play games. I have never tried and never wanted to really. Hypertext at this point seems like it could be a fun project, but I also feel that it could get a little frustrating. I hope to do well and if anyone knows what they they are doing let me know and sit next to me tomarrow in class.lol.
Well, now we have played the games and I won the phone booth game. It was so much fun. I dont think that I will make it a new past time, but it could be fun every once in a while. I did find a hypertext fiction game that seems really cool that I might try. Maybe you could try it to and let me know what you think or what happens in your game. The game is called wingspan it is the same one from my presentation that did not work but this link works. lol. sorry! I think that the hypertext fiction is more fun then hypertext games because you can use more imagination. Those are my findings as I look into hypertext if anyone as any other thoughts please feel free.
Thanks Vanessa for your imput and I am sorry that you didnt like the hypertext games. Everyone has to beggod at something and from what I can see your great with newsletters.
Today in class we talked about the sharing of files and if it was "ok" or not.
I to tell you the truth feel it is because it is a way for people like myself to push the music industry to work harder and maker more great songs.
If I hear some great band that has a whole CD full of awsome songs I am going to go pay for it.
On the other hand I am not going to spend $18 for a CD with one good song. I can make a difference with the way I spend my money. The music industry instead of working harder has just sat down and felt bad for themselves. I am sorry but I do not plan on feeling bad for them. Let me know what you think about it.
Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would Not Take The Garbage Out
Sarah Cynthia Stlvia Stout
would not take the garbage out!
She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans,
Candy the yams and spice the hams,
and though her daddy would scream and shout,
She simply would not take the garbage out.
And so it piled up to the ceilings:
coffee grounds, potato peelings,
brown bannanas, rotten peas,
Chunks of sour cottage cheese.
It filled the can, it covered the floor,
It cracked the window and blocked the door
With bacon rinds and chicken bones,
Drippy ends of ice cream cones,
Prune pits, peach pits, orange peel,
Gloppy glumps of cold oatmeal,
Pizza crusts and with withered greens,
Soggy beans and tangerines,
Crusts of black burned buttered toast,
Gristly bits of beefy roasts...
The garbage rolled on down the hall,
It raised the roof, it broke the wall....
Greasy napkins, cookie crumbs,
Globs of gooey bubble gum,
Cellophane from green baloney,
Rubbery blubbery macaroni,
Peanut butter, caked and dry,
Curdled milk and crusts of pie,
Moldy melons, dried-up mustard,
Eggshells mixed with lemon custard,
Cold french fries and rancid meat,
Yellow lumps of Cream of Wheat.
At last the garbage reached so high
That finally it touched the sky.
And all the neighbors moved away,
And none of her friends would come to play.
And finally Sarah Cynthia Stout said,
"Ok, I'll take the garbage out!"
But then, of course, it was to late...
The garbage reached across the state,
From New York to the Golden Gate.
And there, in the grabage she did hate,
Poor Sarah met an awful fate,
That I cannot right now relate
Because the hour is much to late.
But children, remember Sarah Stout
And always take the garbage out!
By: Shel Silverstein
Being a first year student at seton hill I am ajusting to my new freedom and surroundings. I finally got to go to my first party last night. I got all dressed up, got in the car, and away we went. As soon as we get to the party the woman who lives nextdoor comes out and starts yelling at me. All I could think was "this is just wonderful".
I go inside and it is my first party and i want to act cool. I walk down the stepps and trip over the rug at the bottom. Then someone yells "keep it down the lady nextdoor is pissed". I got so scared that I was going to get in trouble my my softball coach I asked my ride if would take me home and at this point we had only been there 20 min. We are on our way out the door and the person who was giving the party yells"everyone out the cops are comming".
Thank got for those gut feelings because we got out just in time.
I posted about myself here at school, now I want to let everyone in on my home life.
I am from Akron, Ohio and I have a huge family. I have 4 sisters who fight and beat each other up. Yet we still love each other. My older sister will be getting married this summer and I will be in the wedding. My 3 younger sisters are into softball and every other sport known to man. I am going to try to make the trip back home from school to see them at lest once a month. I will have to update everyone on how that goes.
I am sure I will have funny stories when I come back I will have to post them!!!
I would like to tell everyone a little bit about myself so that you can understand what you read in my blog better.
I am a freshman English mager at Seton Hill in greensburg PA. I am on the softball team here at school and will talk about that a lot in my blogs. I also am in the work study program where I work for my softball coaches.
I will write mostly about my friends and softball unless I have some other assignment for class to write.
I am a first time blogger and I am posting just to make sure I know what I am doing if all goes well I will post again tommarow or something with something more interesting.