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Why Facebook is so Addicting

Why Facebook is so Addicting

By Marion Albers
Champlain Valley Union High School, Grade 9

The whirring, the nagging, the whining start right up as I sit down to write my paper. It continues through my first paragraph, the second, the third. The space in my head that’s trying to make itself bigger, is clearly telling me a message that I try to avoid. Concentrate, Marion, concentrate. I know if I start to lose focus, all my time spent here tonight, typing away furiously at the computer, will be at a loss. Finally, after longer than it should have taken, the paper is finished. I read over it, grimacing. It definitely wasn’t my best work, that’s for sure. I repeat myself over and over, making the same points in several different paragraphs.

I sigh and open a new browser. The whining slows down, the whirring purrs to a stop as I click on the short-cut link. After all this time, I’m finally ready to check my Facebook page.

Advertising

There is one ad on tv that used just drive me crazy and I don't really know why. This ad was the Country Wide Home Loans ad. No matter what channel you were watching it would still play. If you were watching cartoons you were likely to see this add. A lot of children channels even had this ad, it seemed I couldn't get away from it. But it seemed that around the time our stock market started to sink and the houseing market stopped so did the ad. And then I remember hearing about how it had given out a lot of bad loans and was a big contributor to stopping the market. So then I realized that this ad was not only driving me crazy it was slowly causing an even bigger problem in the stock market. So now because the loan market isn't doing so well I think they either went out of business or were baught by another company, so their ads don't run anymore.

Being Green

One thing I do to reduce my carbon footprint is whenever something is close by I walk or bike there so I don't use gas to get there by car. Also when I'm done in a room I turn off the lights so I don't waste electricity, and I don't run them during the day. One thing I would do to eliminate our dependancy on oil is just stop using it. Did you know that you could run the entire country on 100 square miles off solar panals. That would mean they wouldn't have to do anything else to produce electricity to run the country. I know you are saying 100 square miles is huge but in reality it isn't that big. In some of the deserts in Nevada there is way more than enough room to fit all of that in, Plus it doesn't have to be in one area it can be spread around. Another thing I would do to eliminate our use of gas is to pressure the car companies to create better hybrid cars so that we wouldn't use gas to run our cars anymore it would be electricity.

When I Become President

If I became president of the United States this January the first thing I would do is fix the economy. The reason why I would fix the economy is without a strong one our country can't run. As our economy drops businesses close and when businesses close people lose their job. If to much of the country becomes unemployed the country will start to slip into poverty, and as more people slip into poverty the higher the crime rate goes because people will be desperate to get money. So if our countrie's crime rate soars what will the rest of the world think of us, not much. So if we can fix the economy before any of this happens we can maybe keep the country running like it should and people will remain happy.

La chambre de Van Gogh à Arles

Shades of bright infusing one another,
portraits hang like guardians.
Placed with love, not perfection,
watching the sweetest of silences.

To those who see with just their eyes,
here lies the simplest of arrangements.
But to those who see with their hearts,
the windows close, as to not let the magic out.

Frozen in time,
the talent, not the ear, uncut.
Where thoughts become dreams,
and dreams become reality.

A story with no pages neither begins nor ends.
Sits empty as the chairs, but the pitcher’s half-full.
It was not the master bedroom-
but the Master’s bedroom.

Jack and His Beeanstalk

A beautiful woman in passing
sold me a deceptive bag of seeds
A green seam in the corner read hope
but she argued that they were just peas.

With a snort I tossed them far away
to the back patch of my mind
Unattended they slowly began
to flourish nourished by my dreams.

Sprouting up to starlight’s gleam
they paved way to the mythical
Where roaming Giants teamed

Under The Stars

As I lay under the stars
Without the sound of cars
I think about the girl next to me
I don’t have to see
For her face imprinted in my thoughts
Her touch hoping for lots
In the grass we lay
Wishing we could every day
Time passes without thought
Bugs fly free uncaught
Thoughts unsaid
Constantly being fed
With feelings that teach
Understood without words or speech

Through Eyes of Love

Through Eyes of Love

By Evan Cope
Champlain Valley Union High School, Grade 11

I look through eyes of love
Wondering if you know
If you care
Watching you mock me
Wondering if you mean it
I walk away
And play along
Not to lead on
Not to let you know
But as night comes strong
And I lay in bed
I wonder if you care
I wonder if the hopes I have
Are not just hopes
But reality
If there is a spark
So help me
Cause I’m in the dark
Lend me a hand
Look at me
And tell me you see
Through eyes of love
At me

Words Power

Hurtful and sad
Painful and mad
With anger they ring
By terror they sing
But as all things do
They can be happy too
Helpful and soft
From loft to loft
And loudly they’re said
Even in a story before bed
On paper or wood
Read if they could
Or simply heard from a friend
Around every bend
They’re unavoidable
Not always affordable
Cheaper than pictures and actions

Respect

Respect is understanding
Always demanding

But respect is black
Hard to see, since so many lack

The ability to care
Love is unfair

But I do
I respect you

Not hating
Your choice on dating

You know you best
Better than the rest

Respect is masked
Always coming in last

So always look hard
When you can’t be scarred

Deep down in
In your heart not thin

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