Way down under (Waaaay down under), there is a country called Australia. I know what you’re thinking, Fosters’, Abo-digenies, “The Dingo ate my baby” (that actually happened by the way) and kangaroos.
Surprisingly, there is a more to that landmass that makes up most of Oceania. It’s home to one of the world’s greatest Reefs, and the world’s largest rock. Yeah, the biggest one. It’s pretty dope.
You like surfing? We’ve got surfing; just don’t let the sharks get you down. Some of the best surfing in Australia is in Byron Bay. You know, that’s the beach break just west of Widow’s Rock (Side note; It’s called “Widow’s Rock” because of a shark attack that left a woman widowed). Hey, if you don’t like sharks, just head down south and chill with the penguins. The water’s a little cold, that’s all.
Traveling in the central mainland can be pretty phenomenal. When my family drove to my mom’s hometown, Pyramid Hill, we saw some pretty cool stuff. The first thing that catches your eye is the 300-foot tall Pyramid Hill. That is literally the only change in elevation for miles around. And hey, if you don’t like hills, there’s a lot of sand around. A LOT of sand. It’s red too.
The small town that surrounds the hill is very interesting. However, it has been going downhill due to drought. The drought is causing the salt to rise to above ground, killing most crops. So that makes for an interesting landscape.
She was a good friend of my parents and a nanny of my relatives in America. Due to her problematic visa issues, she chained her life in a monetary place of temple in South Korea, an opportunity for her to visit me from time to time.
We do not belong to the same family, but our relationship runs thicker than our blood.
She held my hands when I stepped my first foot forth on earth, taught me right from wrong, and silently stood by my side without faltering. When I chose to be educated in the land of opportunities, America, she gave me her faith for my decision. To sum up her passion for my success, I am destined to appreciate her graceful existence.
Due to her unfortunate smoking habit, she has been residing in heaven for two years.
However, her influence still trembles in my soul. And her teaching helped me to discover several lovely children who also need my hand.
To compensate her faith and compassion for me, I want to give her the most beautiful roses on earth.
This Saturday I partook in my first driving lesson, scaring both my instructor and myself. No I was not an amazing driver in fact I was the opposite. As I ventured up the Denison Grade and Sulphur Mountain Road I wondered what could possible have possessed my driving instructor to tempt such a fate.
Stepping into the Honda Accord, wisely on the passenger side, I wondered how one could possibly drive. Warning the instructor of the fate he might incur he agreed that it would be best for him to begin by driving down the rocky slopes of Sulphur Mountain.
Once in Ojai we parked in a residential area what he assured me would be free of hazards and any obstacles that may cause an injury. Later I found out this was not to be the case. Stepping into the driver’s side I followed all instructions on controlling the car moving forward slowly and reversing slightly.
Now it was time for the accelerator. Jerk. Ok now this first motion was a bit embarrassing so I apologized sincerely and he said it was ok but if the whole lesson would be like this he may get a little travel-sick.
Travel-sick was he joking, I mean there’s me in control of a powerful car and he was worried about travel sickness, if I were in his shoes I would have been worried about who I had written in my will or at the least that I had great health insurance.
So after a few deep breaths (on his behalf) we continued onwards forgetting the previous incident. He was yet to know this was going to be the best part of the lesson.
Pink Scooters,old people, motorbikes and children all obstructed my way but as it turned out I luckily did not manage to kill, or injure anybody.
Roy Oswalt was the NLCS MVP in 2005, the year his Houston Astros won the pennant. This three time all star is a known respected work horse of a pitcher with a career 3.18 ERA and a 150-83 record. He’s only 33.
Roy “Doc” Halladay has been called arguably the greatest pitcher of the past decade by many because of his durability and his sinker. He threw only the 2nd no hitter in post season history in his first postseason game against the Reds combined with a perfect game this past May. The postseason went under the alias, “Doctober” from then until his team lost to the World Series bound Giants a six game NLCS.
Cliff Lee has been a journey man for since the 2009 campaign and has played for four different teams since then. Until the World Series, he hadn’t lost a post season game sporting a 7-0 record. His pin point control and vast array of devastating pitches has already given him a reputation as one of the greatest playoff pitchers of all time.
Could you imagine if these four hurlers were on the same team? They are.
Sing loud.
Keep your back straight.
Don’t look at your feet.
You move stage right, not stage left.
It’s step-ball-change not ball-change-step.
You’re que is before the beat, not on it.
Cheat out and never look upstage.
Memorize all of Act Two by Friday, no exceptions.
Instruction after instruction and command after command is what it takes to put on a production. Whether it be a production of Shakespeare or the newest and hottest musical out there, without the proper director, any show is doomed.
Every time I meet new challenges that must be conquered, and every time it is a struggle. But there is no feeling that is even remotely comparable to opening night, when the curtains first fly open and the opening song starts. The feeling of being someone else for an hour or two. It’s irreplaceable.
Performing on stage is a hobby I’ve come to love, and it is a joy every time I open a new script to start highlighting my lines for later memorization. Each performance is a journey, and one that always ends too soon.
A CNN survey ranks the world’s coolest nationalities, and the Brazilians come out on top.
Without Brazilians, we wouldn’t have samba and Rio Carnival, and we wouldn’t have the beauty of soccer. Moreover, their zealous characteristic has brought our world power.
The people Singapore came in second place. During this century, the knowledge of technology has been so important to us. In Singapore, they have a surprisingly computer-literate population.
The Jamaicans came in third place. They have the craziest religion, Rastafarian, and they have an accent which makes all English-speaking people jealous.
Fourth place went to the Mongolians, who still make people think that they are a group of mystery people who still live nomadic lives.
Other nationalities that made the survey include the Americans, Spanish, Japanese, Botswanans, Chinese, Nepalese, and Turks. Although this survey may not be totally accurate, it show us that every country has their own coolest part.
Throughout history, human have considered lions the biggest predators in the world. However, the biggest predator for lions is human. During 1960, there were 450,000 lions in the world, but the recent study shows that there are fewer 20,000.
The reason for the declining is because of hunting. This activity has largely damaged the population of the wild cats and influenced the balance between lions and other cattle cultures. For example, if we killed the lead male lion in the lion group, it can have a drastic effect to the whole group.
After the former lead male lion got killed, a new male lion will come into the group and possibly kill all the cubs and some of the female lion. Lions are the most vital center point in many ecosystems. If the number of lions keeps decreasing, our whole environment will eventually collapse, because it will affect the water system, the prey’s migration, and the cattle will overgraze and destroy the vegetation. So now people associate with National Geographic to found the Big Cat Initiative in order to prevent the illegal hunt of the big cat and to maintain our ecosystem.
Just think, had it not been for a serious surfing accident that cut his career short, we would have never heard the disarming, quietly soulful, and bluesy chorus that creates his trademark mellow sound.
The Hawaiian singer/songwriter graduated from UCSB with a degree in film. He directed the popular surf documentary “Thicker Than Water” in 2000. He also directed surf film in 2002 called “September Sessions” in which he also appeared on the soundtrack.
He was quite the surfer as he was the youngest invitee to make the surfing finals at Pipeline Masters on Oahu’s North Shore at the age of 17. Hawaiian surfing culture? A trend with musicians is that wherever you live has a certain mark on your music as if the sound is innate.
Other than that, he a devoted family man who puts his three children and his wife Kim before fame and fortune as he explains in Men’s Journal. Thanks to his friendship with fellow musician and lovable mellow head Ben Harper, as well as Harper being my neighbor, I got to meet him in person. He’s a hell of a nice guy.
Some things are truly peculiar, I often wonder how some stories manage to gain fame and publicity from the news. It truly baffles me.
In fact in the last few days a news story has been published on the BBC England website that makes me wonder just this. Yes it made me laugh, yes it’s entertaining but surely there are more important incidents to report in the world.
We all know the fast food restaurantKFC or Kentucky Fried Chicken. Advertised for selling real meat and priding itself for it’s well-trained and experienced chefs as well as nutritious tasty food. In the last few days one of these shops became a target for pranksters.
Inconveniently a group of “lads” threw a live chicken in the open window of one of the establishments. Thinking it would be a bit of a laugh. They were wrong.
Although advertised as supplying real chicken, the teens obviously doubted their culinary expertise of the chefs, aiming to prove how in fact staff had no experience with the real stuff.
Filming themselves they have now become a target for the RSPCA and other animal right’s groups. What was meant to be a funny prank has now transformed into a serious issue.
Although this may seem extremely comical we should also take a moment to think about the chicken. How did she feel? I’m sure she was very panicked realizing she was being made into a fast food treat rather than a luxury item, but you never know she may have loved the opportunity to reunite with some old friends.
Although she survived, she did suffer some distress. Poor chicken.
For months now there has been a quiet, subtle battle going on between female rappers Nicki Minaj and Lil Kim. But just recently it has turned into a dirty fight in lyrics.
Lil Kim has been a successful rapper for over 10 years while Nicki Minaj is just breaking into the business. Lil Kim has noticed Nicki Minaj dissing her in a few songs such as “Hoodstars” and “Roman’s Revenge,” but has chosen to ignore it and be the bigger person. Lil’ Kim thinks that Nicki Minaj is copying her look and attempting to steal her fame which I agree with.
It wasn’t until “Roman’s Revenge” came out and Nicki Minaj called out Kim’s name in a song that Kim fought back. Nicki Minaj had an interview about her song and when asked if she meant to call Kim out, she denied it and acted very “fake”. She went on to apologize in case she might have made it seem like she was speaking negatively of Kim. Little did she know that this would start a fire.
When Lil Kim fights, she doesn’t play around. In response to Nicki Minaj’s disses, Kim made a song called “Black Friday”, which is a knock in itself on Nicki Minaj’s album entitled “Pink Friday.”
Lil Kim starts this song with the interview in which Nicki Minaj speaks out on the battle. The audio is cut off and Lil Kim starts the song by yelling “Shut the f–k up b—h”. Kim goes on to rap
Shut the f-ck up
Who the f-ck want war
FedEx beef straight to your front door
It’ll be a murder scene
I’m turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th
Aight you Lil Kim clone clown
all this buffoonery, the shit stops now
time for you to lay down, I’m sick of the fraud
I put hands on this bitch like a spa massage
we all know your last name is what got you a job
you use to put together gimmicks something like a collage
since you putting on a show, you gon’ get the appaulse
clap clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage, yeah
this hood sh-t you and Drake ain’t built for
this the same sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for
I’m still counting what hardcore generated
bet my sh-t keeps spinning like it’s syndicated
corny broad I’ll you bloody like you menstruated
your hot air ass bitch should have been deflated
this aint a championship fight I’ve been the greatest
see the fact is, what you doing I did it
lames trying to clone my style, run with it
thats cool, I was the first one with it
you deluded kim wannabe you just hate to admit it
I’m the Blueprint you aint nothing brand new
check ya posters and videos, you’ll always be number 2
I seen ‘em come, I seen go, I still remain
sweety, you going on your 14th minute of fame
I’m over 10 years strong still running the game
cut the comparisons, I’m in the legendary lane
fighting for ya spot, y’all please, I’m solidified
with my hands tied, you couldn’t beat me if you bitches tried
either you high, or sipping that sh-t Wayne on
I get top dollar for whatever my name on
go stick your head in a tornado, brainstorm
I drop bombs, FLex, Napalm
black and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto
Giuseppe’s when I step out, posted up in stilettos
p-ssy so pink like my kitty saying hello
if I whistle, they’ll pistol whip you in all five borough’s
I’m in Brooklyn, I’ll be everywhere comfortably
who pumped you and told you to come rump with me
you the type to run your mouth and then run from me
I’m poppin’ off in your hood with no company
come on, Queens aint showing you no love
I was there the other night poppin’ bottles with the thugs
you like Washington Heff(?) I’m Benjy.
You got a buzz right now, an’ I had a frenzy
oh yeah, welcome to the fam’, Fendi
you need to stop, you’re not hot, you’re a burning match
that means the end is near soon, copy that
oh I see, they really got you gassed like
I’mma think of the past
better slow down dummy, you bout to crash
stink p-ssy hoe, I’m giving you a bath
thermometer in hand and I’m coming for your ass
who you think you getting past
I see right through you, you’re whole sh-t is made of glass
[Nicki Minaj]
You see right through me
How do you do that sh…
[Lil Kim]
I draw back, I’m a Brooklyn thorough bred bitch
rep for my borough bitch
never been the type to have beef and try to settle sh-t
I ride out till the wheels fall off
and my n-ggas squeeze til the last shell go off
f-ck ya whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdo’s
you’s a airhead bitch, scarecrow
haha, aint nothing old but my money bitch
hahaha, this is grown liquid assests
Benjamin’s my daddy you Young Money bastards
you and Diddy, sorry bunch of swagger jackers
I mothered you hoes, I should claim you on my income tax
Bobby Fischer in the flesh, taught by the great
so on my next move, I’m yelling checkmate
I smell a massacre
Charles Manson you don’t stand a chance with her
Jeffrey Dahmer you looking like lunch to me
I’m bout to kill all you bitches like Ted Bundy
leave you’re whole head red like Peg Bundy
you’re hilarious, thanks for all the laughs
you’re garbage so I’m taking out the trash
you sh-t on me, come on baby girl
ain’t enough ass shots in the World
you’re a nuisance, you porbably steal my new sh-t
but you could never f-ck with me so chuck it up, Deuces
all around the World I ball like a ball team
I stack chips, call me Mr’s Rosteam
tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, your my offspring
Kim more anticipated than a Lebron ring…
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