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Room Power Outage! Help!?

Posted on 10. Aug, 2011 by .

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Hello, I have a problem. Not too long ago my desk lamp went out due to a collision on a pile of clothes. I took out the bad bulb, so It seemed. Just now I got a another light bulb to replace the old one. However, the lamp was plugged in and there were other appliances running in my room( PC, lights, etc.) Now I didn’t know if my lamp was on or off since it is activated by single touching it. Also, I just noticed the cap of the bad bulb was still in the pocket just after the outage. The moment the sleeve of the new bulb touched the pocket of the lamp, a little spark appeared in mere milliseconds and EVERYTHING went off in my room! The computer, the ceiling fan, EVERYTHING. I can’t turn anything on now. Can anyone help me get power back in my room?
Thank you for your help, mates. Everything is working fine now. I wish I could say the same for my lamp. Oh well. Thanks.
Thank you for your help, mates. Everything is working fine now. I wish I could say the same for my lamp. Oh well. Thanks.

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Do you think this is reasonable punishment?

Posted on 13. Jul, 2011 by .

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I’m now a freshman in high school, and will soon be bringing home a report card with B’s C’s and one or two D’s. The D’s are like 69′s and very close to C’s, but i will be getting grounded for nine weeks, which is more than two months. Grounded means, no computer, tv, music, everything except my bed and my desk are removed from my room, no going anywhere, no phone, no social contact outside of school. That’s what happens when i get lower than a C on a report card. Now, my grades are like this because i dont do my homework, a lot of the time, but my test grades are all averaging over 85% in ALL classes. I’ve been grounded roughly two years of my life, for tons of little things, grades, backtalk, all the usual stuff. I want to know what my parents think is going to change, THIS time they ground me. They say it’s "good motivation". It’s the exact opposite, and when i tell them that they think i’m saying that just because i dont want to get grounded, but im not. My grades in the past have generally been WORSE while i’ve been grounded. The longest period of time i was grounded for was 6 months, and that was for getting a D in ART, and when my parents told me to take everything out of my room we started yelling at each other, because i thought it was ridiculous that because i was a bad artist, and did not enjoy art at all, i was being punished. In the end i sat on my bed and watched my dad come in and angrily rip everything out of my room. Now, after about a month of being grounded, i basically get used to it, and since usually my parents won’t give me a date at which i’ll be ungrounded, i figure that i already have NOTHING, a prison inmate LITERALLY has more freedom than me. I have a bed, lamp, desk, food, clothes, shelter, and school. A prison inmate gets all of that plus rec yard time, and can talk with people. So since i have absolutely nothing, i figure, what do i have to lose? So i let my grades drop more and get depressed and its really terrible. My parents have taken over 10% of my life away so far. Do you think this is fair punishment for bad grades, and occasional backtalk? I watch my little brother a few times every week, i do chores, i stay sober and don’t have sex, and do what i’m asked. School is just NOT my thing, and my extremely authoritarian father thinks grounding will change that. What do you guys think?

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Honest Opinion. What Do You Think Of A Black And White Bedroom?

Posted on 10. Jul, 2011 by .

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My mom and I are moving to a new house soon and I need a change. Ever since I was 3 years old, my bedroom has always been pink. Don’t get me wrong, pink is my favorite color ever! But I wanted to do something different.

I’ve always loved the colors black and white and vintage things. So when we moved, I wanted to do a black and white bedroom. Here’s a list of all I wanted.

-Black walls, white baseboards
-Black and white comforter and pillows (I already have a white bed)
-Black and white pictures of Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn
-Black and white lamps
-Black desk for my computer
-Black armoire for my clothes
-White iron mannequin
-Small white mannequin for my jewelry
-Black and white rugs
-Black bookcases

I’ve asked my mom over a million times pratically if I could paint the walls black. And each time, she said no because it’d look terrible.

http://www.housetohome.co.uk/imageBank/cache/b/BH0608-1071_e_9c53654d7f7c9c72667efde1daba6b35.jpg

Does that look horrible? No. And I can’t live in a white walled bedroom. I have to have some kind of color.

She said yes to everything else. Do you think it’d be weird or cool?

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Grammar/usage question: Comprise and Compose?

Posted on 29. Jun, 2011 by .

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Of the following, which sentences are correct?

1. This group is composed of six men and five women.

2. My office composes a desk, two lamps, and a bookcase.

3. Her lunch comprises an apple, baby carrots, and a tuna sandwich.

4. My morning is comprised of putting on some clothes that smell clean, grabbing a slice of leftover pizza, and running out the door.

5. Three servers and a bartender comprise the restaurant’s staff.

Note: This is United States English.

Please think carefully before you answer.

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I need input on whether this guy is depressed or an introvert or both or neither?

Posted on 25. Mar, 2011 by .

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I am in college and this semester I was given a randomly assigned roommate. I am a senior and my roommate is a junior. Although it is a very small school, I have never seen him around campus the past two years although he has attended the college for 2 years.

The strange part about my situation is that this kid does (almost) nothing. When he came to school, he didn’t bring much, just a bag of clothes, his computer a desk light and a lamp.

I am also pretty sure he has almost no friends on this campus. He goes to the caf alone everyday, and he does not eat with anyone. I walked past him twice in the hall, both times I was going to greet him and say hello, but once he turned directions and walked away from me and the other time he quickly darted his head away from me as if he was scared.

Outside of classes, he spends almost all of his time on his bed looking at his computer. He does not listen to music, he does not play any video games, he just sits there. He never talks to the other guys in our suite (there are 7 of us). He never comes down the hall to have a chat and converse, nor does anyone from anywhere come to visit him.

To illustrate, I will discuss last weekend. He spent 22 hours a day on both Saturday and Sunday on his bed on his computer or asleep. He did not leave but to go get food at the caf. I don’t know how he does it.

Despite the above, we are on good terms. We are both considerate of each other. Whenever I engage him in conversation, it usually lasts a volley or two, he has never initiated conversation outside of asking where things are on campus.

I just need an outside opinion, what am I dealing with. It drives me crazy that someone will not interact with anyone, and how someone could not have ANY friends after two years of college. (A few of my friends say they lived on the same floor as him last year and say he never interacted with anyone).

I know this is long, and I truly appreciate anyone who takes the time to help me out. I just would like some answers because I can’t get any from my roommate.
To further clarify, he doesn’t play any games on his computer or any similar recreation. To my knowledge, he uses a lot of news websites, but not facebook however. He studies finance and/or economics. He does homework, but he doesn’t do alot of studying otherwise

It’s just baffling to me, and I thank you for your answers so far. I just can’t understand how you can go through life not getting to know ANYONE.

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How to pack things to move?

Posted on 19. Mar, 2011 by .

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I will be moving from my dorm and need to pack things in boxes to leave here so tht I only have 2 suitcases worth of clothes/makeup/toiletries/photos/shoes/books to take home.

I am thinking the first things i can put in boxes are lamp, rug, posters, shoes i dont need (heavy) and winter coats, blankets/sheets, my printer, a trashcan, and small boxes of medicines/office supplies.

Is there anything else i can leave here ??

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Need Moving Company – Going from San Fran to Seattle, WA?

Posted on 19. Mar, 2011 by .

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Currently living in San Francisco. Will be moving to Seattle in one week. I don’t have too much. A double bed w/futon frame, 52" collapsible wooden desk, an office chair, a computer, monitor, clothes, a lamp, and a small end table. I was thinking of maybe renting a truck to drive it all to Seattle, perhaps it would be cheaper?

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Any Cool Idea's…? CLK HERE! 10 points for best answer.?

Posted on 15. Mar, 2011 by .

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I need some idea’s to make my room look cute, because it is like really boring right now. I dont want to spend to much money.
My room is like medium sized Its like a perfect square shaped room..and i have alot of stuff in it.
Here’s Alot of stuff:..

-Wood Floor/Lanolium, a animal fur/rug thing, bean bag
-Brown wood walls. some poseters up, but i hate them
-a twin sized bed, with many blankets and pillows
-A large night stand/ Tv/VCR/Ps2/DVD player
-A desk/with large chair/ radio, computer
-Dresser/lamp/jewlry box
-1 large wall shelf, hair stuff,breakable stuff
-1 small wall corner shelf. clock
-door mirror.wall mirror
-a shelf in the closet with hair stuff on top and movies and stuff on the shelves,
-clothes on the rack and on the top shelf in the closet i have ALOT of litle bins, games, pens/pencils,junk
-and then a bunch of little things sitting around.

Send me some cheap/nice looking cute stuff in LINKS i can maybe buy or make or something. maybe how i could arrnage it or something. :)
THANKS FOR YOUR HELP.. 10 points for best answer.
Have a good day.:)

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would this make a good book?

Posted on 13. Feb, 2011 by .

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im in seventh grade

“Ahhhhhhhhh!” I jerked out of bed and grabbed my lamp. Oh it was just my bear. I never got used to the feel of its stupid vibration even though I’ve had it for a good ten years. Maybe I should just throw it out or give it to some old charity. It’ll go to a great cause.

Oh I now! I could give it to my monster of a cousin, Jenna. I’ll never tell her about the vibration or whatever it’s called. Ill sooooo get a whack out of it. “Mua ha ha” just incase you didn’t know that was my evil laugh.

Well so I guess ill just get out of bed and get ready for school. School! Oh no today I start high school. Wahhh! Why today? I mean it’s my birthday for crying out loud. Why can’t I have a regular birthday like mom or Matt? Or even the mail man?

Before I go on I should probably tell you who matt is. My brother. There, I’m done that’s all. Well……he’s kinda way more than a brother.

He is the best friend I never had. Never did never will. Its not that people don’t like me it’s just that I don’t try. I just don’t want friends. I don’t need them when I have my family to talk to. I know for sure it’s not because of my looks. Speaking of my looks, I have dark brown pin straight hair. My skin is light tan and im tall. The last time I checked my height was 5’5. I guess I could say I’m a wannabe emo. I tend to stay away from the crowd. All they do is turn on you when it counts the most so why even bother?

Im at my closet now looking at my well…clothes. Before today I have not had the slightest worry towards my clothes. I have just worn was within reach. Now here I am wondering what to wear. Its high school. I seriously do not want to send out the wrong message.

This year I will try to make friends…..against my will. I have a promise to keep. Right before my grandpa passed away he made me promise to make friends.

It went sortta like this: “Bail ya love your old gramps right?”
“of course daddy”
“then do your daddy a favor”
“Anything”
“Make some darn friends!” and then he was gone. I will never break that promise.

His name was Edward Lucas. Great man. Always smelled like…. winter fresh. The guy was always chewing on a piece. He called me Bail, short for Bailey. And I called him daddy because I never had one. Simple as that.

So I have decided on wearing an aqua hoddie from Abercrombie and dark skinny jeans from aero. I grabbed my bag full of new supplies from staples slipped into my bright bright red flats and stormed for the kitchen.

Before leaving I grabbed my pic of daddy, kissed it and crammed it into my pocket.

Downstairs matt was sitting at the table having breakfast. Mom was in her room fast asleep. Me and matt leave really early for school. Around 5:00. i finished \ my breakfast of oreos and cranberry juice and we left.

We spend two hours just sitting at the park. We usually have heart to heart moments here.

So as I have probably proved my bro is definitely not the obnoxious kind given that he is like two years older than me. He has ear length brown hair and his eyes are a deep chocolate brown like mine.

He doesn’t mind being seen with me at school. I guess none bugs him about it. He is the ‘cool guy’.

Matt and I are close. Like pb&j but closer. Regardless we are complete opposites. I am shy, emoish, quiet. Reserved, too small to notice, sharp-eyed, pathetic…..I could go on but I don’t want to.

On the other hand, matt is out there. He is not nervous like me. He doesn’t have a safeguarding shell like me. Well, he probably does but he doesn’t need it….like me. Matt has been everywhere, done everything. I haven’t. He can say “oh yeah I know,” or “been there done that” I can’t

Matt is an expert on me. He knows everything there is to know about me. All except what I am telling you. If he had the slightest idea as to what I am telling you are reading he would be protective of me. He would feel sorry for me.

When we come here at the park we have some sort of telepathy going on. That might be because we are twins. I could just be sitting around staring in to space thinking about……stuff and he’ll come out of nowhere and be like ‘oh my god!’

Then I would stare at him ‘till he says sorry. Then I rest my head on his shoulder and fall asleep until school starts and when I would open my eyes I world be in his arms, screaming at him to put me down.

Today was totally different. Matt was staring at down at his gray converse saying nothing.

When we sat down I grabbed his hand. “You can’t always be like this, just think would he want it?”

It was matt’s birthday and I felt a tearderop fall on my hand.

“matt, come on buddy Don’t do this to yourself! Imagine he is sitting right there in front of your eyes trying to touch you.”

“He isn’t bailey! Get real. Open your eyes and stop saying stuff, saying lies to cheer me up.
fyi i don’t care for my grammar and ty soooo much 4 ur stupid remarks. i don’t care.
i wont give up but y’all r saying i suck……
is it good yes or no
would u want to read it

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How do u like My Writing Mystery/Suspense..Tips are welcomed?

Posted on 05. Feb, 2011 by .

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"Meagan"my best friend whispered. I opened my eyes and her face was almost touching mine. I felt her tear fall against my face. I quickly turned on the lamp. There was blood smeared across her white t-shirt.
"Oh my God, what happened" I panicked.
"Ryan tried to kill me" she cried.
"We have to call the police".
I reached for the phone but she stopped me.
"No we can not call the police" she sobbed.
"I killed him"she began shaking.
"His body is in his car out front I have to get rid of his body".
"Liz let’s just call the police and tell them what happened, It was self defence you won’t get in trouble".
"I’m scared I don’t want to go to jail please just help me Meagan" she cried.
I didn’t have much time to think. So I did what best friends rarely did. I agreed to help her with the murder of her boyfriend.
Slipping on the clothes I had on earlier in the day we left my house the same way Liz always entered late at night. Through the window. We ran across the field. One of Liz’s arms were around my shoulder she was getting weaker. I wanted to get this over with and get my best friend to the hospital. I certainly didnt want her to die. I opened her car door and closed it behind her. I ran around to my side noticing Ryan’s lifeless body laying across the back seat covered in blood. Meagan was clutching her side where blood was pouring from her.
" The Lake" she whispered.
I felt tears warming my cheeks now.
Driving as fast as I could to the Lake. Which was 15 minutes away. Liz was in no shape to help me . I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Using all of my strength I pulled Ryan’s body from the car by his arms. Breathing heavily I pulled Ryan’s 165 pound body to the edge of the Lake and rolled him in it. When I turned around I saw a car coming in the distance. Liz emerged from the car. She took one last look at me and turned the other way sprinting towards the road.
"Liz" I screamed running towards her. She was at the car and now getting in. I couldnt believe she was leaving me. I ran to the car jumping behind the wheel and started behind the car. We were both driving really fast. I was in shock as well as confused. Wondering why Liz would do this to me. She was trying to frame me the whole time. Tears were streaming down my face. I was hurt and angry. My luck of catching them diminshed when I heard the police sirens and saw the red and white lights in thhe distance. I was being pulled over I just knew it. Slowly I came to a stop. Covered in blood I knew it was over for me.
sorry about that line lol i wasnt too focused now that i realise that part

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