… Dis moerse moeilik. Laat ek julle net 'n idee gee. Ek het in daardie 36 uur meer as 389 keer aan sigeratte, vuurhoutjies, lighters en vlamme gedink en wou net 4 keer regtig baie graag 'n sigaret rook.Hoekom het ek ophou rook? Wel, verskeie redes…

… decorated, a façade of Christmas bliss meant to bring joy into the lives of the worlds less fortunate. I, along with a few of my friends, was serving food through SOME (So Others Might Eat). As I stood passing out hot chocolate and coffee, I watched…

… you are, you must have suffered the poor job market environment. I was laid off half a year ago. When I began to search a new job, I post my resume at a lot of job website. According my several years System Engineer experience in Intel, I felt I was…

… very beneficial, but if a student does not manage their time and enjoy learning, they will be unsuccessful in their studies. I am currently attending my fourth semester of college however I am still a freshmen. Becoming aware of the habits I had made…

… some simple steps to become one. 1) Get a journal/notebook and a pen/pencil that you can carry with you so if you get to thinking creative then you can jot it down wherever you are. 2) Find a spot that you enjoy so you can go there when you feel…

… his spirits and his soul. Hunger infected his body. Gabriel's wailing screamed at his ears. The wind howled at him, preventing Jonas from trespassing into this strange landscape. An enclosing army of snow palpitated down on the two stragglers, gnawin…

… me is my very own town .The surrounding, noise and the atmosphere will spook anyone who live in our town. I live in (your town). It is about (how far or how long) out of (any town, your state). Our town is known for the legends that have been told…

… moral superiority. That is, money is not everything. To some extent, there are some truths in this dogma, however, those people tend to fall into the oblivion of the fact that money is not everything, but without money, we can do nothing. So believe…

… It comes from people driving, riding bicycles, walking, and trying to maintain my flaws. And the weather is just so awful down here, too. The making of a street is the worst part. I begin as a black, hot, smelly, thick, sticky tar. Then I am laid…

… cloak while emerging on the rise of East-mountain peak. The chirpy larks have always been early birds, dancing in the park, lauding the glamour of the sun. Then, rising gradually kitchen smoke, accompanied by people greeting remarks, horse neighing,…