informing the world, one post at a time

Bloggers;
This is the last old thing i’m going to post on my blog. This one is 4 pages long, however, like my previous one, i want to know your ideas. I think that this one turned out rather well, and i hope that you guys think so as well. However, i hope that you will be able to be honest with me, and give your thoughts to this writing. Wow, this was from Western Oregon, and i’m glad that next semester, i’m taking some writing classes…

Michael Babcock
WR 115 Essay #5
March 10, 2007
Separation

If you have to do something in order to fit in with your friends, is this good? Ask your self this, because it must have happened to you once or twice. A friend is doing something you know is wrong and you think you have to do it to fit in. Is this healthy? In the following essay, we will take a look at two different essays and see how the authors of these essays dealt with fitting in.
In “My Daughter Smokes” by Alice Walker, the author reminisces about her father smoking. The author’s main concern is that her daughter will turn out like the author’s dad did, out of breath all the time, and eventually end up dyeing. She then wonders why her daughter did end up smoking, “There is a deep hurt that I feel as a mother. Some days it is a feeling of futility. I remember how carefully I ate when I was pregnant, how patiently I taught my daughter how to cross a street safely. For what, I sometimes wonder.”
In The “Black Table” Is Still There, by Lawrence Otis Graham, the author described to the reader his going to lunch during middle school. How he found it odd that all the blacks sat with each other, and all the geeks sat with each other. He did not relies that there was segregation all threw out that lunch room. Something that he was astonished to find was the fact the black table was still there. “During a recent visit to my old junior high school in Westchester County, I came upon something that I never expected to see again, something that was a source of fear and dread for three hours each school morning of my early adolescence: the all-black lunch table in the cafeteria of my predominantly white suburban junior high school”, said the author.
Smoking is something that Alice Walker would personally know a lot about. Her sister smokes, as well did her fauther. She is able to see the effects of smoking just by looking at her family around her. When her fauther died, she saw that smoking is not the best thing that someone can do, and yes, it can kill you.
When the author of “The “Black Table” Is Still There” returned to his middle school, he saw that there was still the people who seperated there selfs according to there religan, color, and even there sex. It was apparent to him then that even during his middle school years, there was always segregation, and if the world kep going the way I was, there would always be. No, it did not mader that it was 25 years later, people still sat with those who they felt the most confertable with. Is doing something that could hurt those around you, and even your self good?
Durring my reading of “My Daughter Smokes”, I felt very close to the author. Being someone who grew up around family and friends who smoked, and seeing the damage it causes to those around them and even what smoking does to them, makes me not ever want to smoke. Even if my best friend threatened to not be my friend anymore, I would never light up. Smoking can kill, and in my case, smoking did kill a family member.
In the essay, “The “Black Table” Is Still There”, I can directly relate to it. Being blind, people often think that I need to stick with those of my kind. When as a matter a fact, sticking my self with those who are blind is relatively borring, no blind person can drive, no blind person can comment on the movie we are watching. Seperating my self from all the sighed people could be the worst thing I could do. Doing something others would like is not the thing to do. People need to consider feelings of those around them, even if they think it will not hurt any one else.
If you ever feel that doing something to get along with others is the thing to do, if you want to smoke just because your fauther and or friends are doing it, even if you feel that separating your self from people who are different then you is the thing to do, consider those around you. If something is hurting you, it is almost gurentied to be hurting someone else. In he essay “My Daughter Smokes” the author lets us see how smoking killed her fauther, and in the essay “The “Black Table” Is Still There”, the author explained that people do still separate them selfs from each other. So, to answer what I asked above, If you have to do something that you do not feel confertable doing to get along with others, is this right? There is one answer to this, and that is no, it is no right, and you should never have to do something that you do not feel confertable doing.

bloggers;
I wrote this on the below date, and found it on an old backup disk. Tell me your thoughts. I don’t know if my writing abilities have increased, or decreased, however, i do find it quite fun to read old work. The spelling was horrific on this paper, however, i spell checked it and have posted it here. Thoughts?

Michael Babcock
01-09-07
06:34PM
WR 115
College Writing I

Lying, a topic that has been discussed in all cultures, for as long as time has been around. To lie, you must either not tell the complete truth, or you must tell the entire other side of something. This could be from telling someone you did not take something when you did, to telling someone the donut was half chocolate, when it was in fact only a third chocolate.

If one decides to not tell the truth at all, and bluntly lie, this is frowned upon. Yes, it is wrong, however, some times it is necessary. For example, when the writer’s mom asked him if he had taken a cookie from the cookie jar, and he told her no, he had not taken a cookie, and she believed him, this mate it possible for the writer to avoid a nice yelling at. No, lying is not the best thing to do, however, as previously stated, if necessary, one must do it.

If, in a discussion with a girl, and she asks you if she is fat, or “Do these pants make my but look big?”, and you feel it is necessary to make her feel good, do so. However, remember, if you do, and someone tells her they do make her but look big, she might not be able to trust you. This is true even if you were trying to make her feel better, and you know she will be happy for a short time. Think about this, is it truly worth the pain of her being mad at you for lying to her?

Lying is an interesting topic, and there is a lot of different things people think about while discussing lying. In this short paper, we have given you to different ways to look at lying, as well as given for different examples. From the girl and her pants, to the person who asked you how much chocolate was on a donut, to telling someone something is blue when it is red, and telling your mom you did not take the cookie. So, the question still stands, “is lying something that can be done?” And for now, we must answer this with a, “it depends on the time and place.”

I wrote this because i was board. Please, let me know, in the comments, your thoughts. I know it might be dumb, but i thought, hell, i need some original content, so well, here you go. Comment please. Oh and something you should know, this was not the direction i was originally attempting to go with this little poem, i was going to make it go in a different direction, however, it came out like this. Is this how i feel about sabrina? No, it’s just something i came up with whilst sitting here thinking. I promise you all that i love sabrina, and this is not how i feel about her. I figured i should write that there before someone goes and runs to tell there friends and family that i don’t really want to be with sabrina, because, that, is, not, true.

Not the right one

She tells you that she loves you,
SHe tells you that she wants to,
Be with you for ever,
Yet your not sure you’ll ever,
want to commit.
be willing to submit.
Some don’t see it that way,
some may think your gay,
but you know that your not,
though you don’t know what you want,
You want to have fun,
and she’s Not the right one.

She’s always wanted a ring,
You’ve always tried to sing.
She’s always wanted a baby,
and you think that just maybe,
you could make it work,
yet you feel like a jerk,
because you want to have fun,
and you know she’s not the one.

You don’t like to see her cry,
though you really do really try.
your friends tell you it’s not the best,
and that you should really let it rest.
You say, i love you,
and you wonder if you do.
while you think of having fun,
and you know, she’s not the right one.

Hi bloggers;
So I’m taking a computer science course and was instructed to do an introduction blog. I had the option of keeping my own blog and adding to it, or creating another blog. I really considered doing the route of creating another blog, however, really wasn’t sure that that was going to be the right thing for me. That and if someone wants to stock me i’ll make it easier for them to do it, by keeping it in one place.
I have been blogging since at least January 2006. This blog has some of my older blogs, older being back in 2006, however, i mostly only have blog stories from september 2007 on this blog with normal updates. You, if your so inclined, could read this blog and learn everything that’s gone on in my life. Everything from my girlfriend Jessica and my adventure of renting our first apartment to our brake up. My getting a guide dog to my new girlfriend Sabrina and my move to alaska. Blogs are wonderful, and I’m glad that mine has grown to be as long as what it has.
I am a 20 year old blind student living in coffman cove alaska now. I want to go into computer science i think. At this time my major is computer science and psychology with a miner in communication. Rather exciting if you ask me. Why? Well, because it just goes to prove that i really don’t know what i want to do with my life. I do know that i want to have to deal with people on a daily bases, because, yes, if you couldn’t tell, i am very social.
I have a few projects that i’m working on, and i think that i’ll justl ist them at the end of this blog. I always love to be on the computer, and am always on twitter. My friends and family think i’m a free person to go to for computer trubbles, i guess that’s not bad at least they know how to make me feel loved.
Anyways i don’t know really how to make a blog about my life and what i like to do when you can go read the other 3 or 4 hudred odd posts, There for, if you want to learn more about me, feel free to read to your hart’s content. Where you find it necessary, i ask that you do post comments. Throw in al ink to your blog, i don’t care:)

Project i’m involved in, and or other things i’ve done or am doing online:
My web hosting company:
GW Hosting | Your Dedicated Home On The Web

My twitter
My Myspace
My Diigo
My Girlfriend’s Blog

and for the time being, that’s all i can think of:)
thanks a lot
mike

I was reading threw old blogs and wanted to repost this. I liked it, so thought you just might as well.

pMy parents told me about Mr. Common Sense early in my life and told me I would do well to call on him when making decisions. It seems he was always aroundbr /
in my early years but less and less as time passed by until today I read his obituary. Please join me in a moment of silence in remembrance. For Commonbr /
Sense had served us all so well for so many generations./p
pObituarybr /
Common Sense/p
pToday we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birthbr /
records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape./p
pHe will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm, life isn’tbr /
always fair, and maybe it was my fault./p
pCommon Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children are inbr /
charge)./p
pHis health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a six-year-old boy charged withbr /
sexual harassment for kissing a class mate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unrulybr /
student, only worsened his condition/p
pCommon Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job they themselves failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declinedbr /
even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Aspirin, sun lotion or a bandaid to a student; but could not inform the parentsbr /
when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion./p
pCommon Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment thanbr /
their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar can sue you for assault./p
pCommon Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap,br /
and was promptly awarded a huge settlement./p
pCommon Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survivedbr /
by three stepbrothers; I Know my Rights, Someone Else is to Blame, and I’m a Victim./p
pNot many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing./p
pAuthor unknown/p

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Michael Babcock
Maren Anderson
Writing 115 pg. 125 #1
January 21, 2007
I can’t quit!

Being the child of a parent who has been trying to quit smoking for the past 19 years or so, I find it difficult to believe that quitting is something that can be done. My mom has tried the patch, she has tried gum, and hell, she has even tried the nasal spray; all to no avail.
When you smoke, the nicotine from your cigarette causes receptors in your brain to release a chemical called dopamine. The products that help people quit smoking, such as the patch, work by releasing a small amount of dopamine in to your brain, giving you the positive feeling you would get if you had just smoked a Cigarette. It is odd though. For some reason, the patch does not work on cirten people though.
When the patch did not work on my mom she turned to gum. The gum works the same way that the patch does; however, she thought that maybe, just maybe she would have better results with the gum. The gum did not help her, in fact it seemed to cause her to be angrier. This anger could have been stemmed by the gum and some of the chemicals in it, but I don’t think so. I think that the frustration of not being able to quit smoking is the main reason why she became angry. By this time, my mom was not

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sure if it was even worth her giving anything else a try, but she decided “what can it hurt,” and gave it a try.
The nasal spray was I think the least effective. We noticed no change with her smoking habits, and there was no attitude change. She allowed her self to try the spray for about a month, and then gave up on it. Giving up on stuff is something that she also had a problem with, and could even have been one of the factors on why she was not able to quit smoking.
Smoking is a habit that some, if not most people, have a problem with. Most people either don’t try anything to quit, give up on what they are trying, or everything they try does not work. If I had to choose a reason why my mom was not able to quit smoking, I would have to choose the fact she did give up, and it seemed like the treatments she used did not work for her. No, it’s not impossible for someone to quit smoking; however, I feel it is a very difficult process. I congratulate anyone who does quit smoking.