Monday, May 3, 2010

Everything:

The kid was accused of malfeasance when he cheated on his biology test.

Veronica's clothes were medieval because they were twenty years old.

It can actually be deleterious if you ingest more than twenty oranges.

I wanted to create a parody where the teachers would be dogs and the students would be cats.

My teacher once told me that narratives were always supposed to be funny; she was wrong.

The class of 2008 created a mural of a tree with pictures of past classes.

I like reading excerpts from books because it takes a while to read the whole thing.

Luis seemed to be amenable when I asked if we could play Xbox after studying for three hours.

Dave pretends to insult his students but he is just being facetious.

People that impinge on others' business are just bored with their own lives.

I lamented the death of my dog this past June.

Pictures that are truncated from the yearbook should be edited; like always the job is left up to me.

Ociel shared his anthology of love letters to his former lover.

I hate that I don't have a clear genre of music that I listen to.

My senior photograph has strong realism because it conveys exactly what my essay is trying to say.

David Heinzerling made an archetype of a biodiesel system for the buses to use.

Cesar has never really understood oxymorons he didn't get how two words that were opposites could work together to get a meaning across.

For creativity week the music group created a medley of songs in German because Otilio really enjoys it.

Every time I go into the cafeteria it is pervasively covered with students trying to skip in line.

My mother's sonorous snoring kept me up all night.

I love going to Sam's because they give us ample samples of cheese.

I hate my math finals because they are always comprehensive covering everything since the first week of school.

I have copious amounts of photographs stored in my hard drive.

Anyone that farts in front of others had no sense of propriety.

Lauren has always been a respectful classmate she has never used pejorative language to refer to any teachers that have made her mad.

Brian had a very caustic humor.

Rykeem was a fractious student who never listened to anything the teachers said.

Once your write your answers on the SAT they are incorrigible.

Joshi was stoic to the paun he felt when Rykeem punched him in the arm.

Lambert was a very pugnacious debater; he wanted to slam his competition with hurtful words.

Eating too much of anything can be deleterious to your stomach

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

About a Little Brother I Never Had:


Who is this boy you might ask?
His name might be too abstract for you to understand since its a spiritual idea. His name is Santos. He is in the seventh grade and he loves say panegyric things that brighten up my day. Just the other day he said I was a paradigm of a cool person. Now, he might be in the seventh grade and might not think that his words have any sort of impact on my because I'm a senior but they have a huge impact. The candor and honesty in the way he expresses what he feels makes me truly feel like I'm liked for being as he calls me, "A Javi." Not a single day passes that he doesn't go up and hug me. It makes me feel like a hug virtuoso because I get bombarded with more than ten hugs from him each day. I lament that I'm not his dorm captain anymore but I know things have to change. Most people have no conception as to how Chinquapin can bring you close to people that are much younger than you. I am glad that I got to experience being dorm captain it has made me realize how Chinquapin is far more than just a school, its a second home.

About the Start of a New Summer:

This past summer I was granted the opportunity to work in SCA. This was a novel approach to spend my summers. Before being accepted I had to go through the archaic application process. After answering every question to the best of my ability I decided to submit the application and see what would happen. I got the implication that SCA was a boring program when I heard other students condemn it. I chose to not care about what other people had thought of the program and happily awaited their decision. A few weeks passed and I thought I had been rejected. I must admit I got a little sad to think that I wasn’t good enough to be invited to be a part of the SCA. Still, I kept my hopes up and decided to email Julia, the coordinator, about my application status. Lucidly, she explained that the reason why my application was delayed was due to a missing medical form. Happiness proliferated thorough my body extremely fast and all I could say was thank you. That summer has been the best one of my life.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

About the People In My Life:

Last Saturday my family and I decided to go to the zoo and the aquarium and the zoo. Since they were both coherent to our animal theme.

When Yesenia found out that the tech rooms printer had stopped working due to some uncontrollable defect, exculpated herself for thinking she had damaged while printing.

Joshi recently broke into the schools cafeteria and was caught on tape and it provided incontrovertible evidence against him.

Rykeem never feels any kind of penitence when he farts in front of others.

Dimonque always acts as an arbiter whenever the class as an undisputed issue we need to resolve due to her great reasoning skills.

Doctor Griffin always treats old traditions here at chinquapin with great objectivity because he knows that not everybody will want to do what he proposes.

Aby always has substantiated proof as to why she doesn’t do her homework on Saturdays; church she says.

Luis never feels contemptuous against teachers that make our tests hard due to our lack of effort; on the other hand he acknowledges that we need to charge our batteries and end the year on a high note.

Marixa was in a quandary when she was trying to decide which school she would attend in the fall because they all gave her good financial aid packages.

Last Tuesday Tracy had a part at her house but her directions were so convoluted that I drove all around the city and got lost.

I hate to see people alienated from other individuals during lunch; it makes me feel like I don’t appreciate my friends enough.

There is a great disparity between the girls and the boys in the 8th grade class; they never sit together.

I hate people that are overly opulent when it comes to dressing up at special events.

Susan always makes the end of the year feel so poignant when she says goodbye for the last time till next fall.

Tianna is a very effusive speaker; she even burst into tears when she read a poem for us at an event.

Javier farting in front of his teachers was a flagrant sign of disrespect.

Lauren loves to embellish all of her clothing with colorful accessories.

Bill speech at the end of the year is always laudatory; he congratulates the students that have achieved academic awards.

Mr. Lohan is a highly venerated teacher because he has worked so hard for this school since the early 80s.

Daniela has always thought that her math homework is such a facile task; she finishes in less than twenty minutes.

Daves test are so pragmatic; they always related to the reading.

In order for the students to get their 2009-2010 yearbooks their tuition accounts have to be solvent.

At Chinquapin student hierarchy was never established due to the fact that we are all on scholarship.

Seniors at Chinquapin always feel sad when the year is almost over, but the paramount reason to their sadness is the fact that they are leaving their past seven year home behind.

Since we are seniors it is incumbent that we show the younger students the best example when it comes to respecting our teachers and doing our work.

I have never subdued my opinion when it comes to talking about Chinquapin’s traditions.

Daniela always has a strong conviction on the fact that Bill and Kathy were one of the best directors we could have had here at Chinquapin.

After much debate, the graduation committee came to a consensus and decided that we would not be walking into the ceremony with our parents.

I hate it when students try and feel omnipotent when they argue against teachers; they should be spending their time respecting them instead of creating fits.

AP Statistics is quite the elusive subject; most of my classmates’ grades are in the 80’s range.

Even though I have been at Chinquapin for seven years the time has felt very transitory; it seems like I’m still in seventh grade and time hasn’t passed.

I hate when my teachers write superfluous comments on my report cards that have no meaning.


My mother has endured a lot of hardships over the years as a single mother.

Since Chinquapin is a boarding school for boys it is easier to form strong bonds of camaraderie since you see your friends almost one hundred percent of the time.

Rykeem is a very cordial individual; he is always opening doors for people and saying good morning to everyone.

I cant help but to feel melancholic when I think about my last days here at Chinquapin.

We are very lucky to have such an aesthetically pleasing campus.

Yesenia admires contemporary photographers because they take pictures of what’s going on now she hates old-fashioned photography.

Alissa used to have a very eclectic style; she would sometimes wear cowboy boots with a plaid skirt.

Marcell is one of the most modest individuals you will ever meet; she has never complained or made a face to anyone before.

Some girls at our school love to vilify their rivals but everyone knows that its just out of spite.

Students that disparage their classmates’ work deserve to get a detention because one should never speak negatively about somebody else’s work.

I get a bit down when the teachers think that some of my classmates are just a bunch of ingrates that never appreciate the school.

I detest the austere appearance of the upper school dorms; they need to add some color on those walls!

Susan never accepts mediocre work from her students in Ap English.

Life at Chinquapin is everything but mundane; there is always something to do here on campus.

I really enjoy having frank friends who aren’t afraid to tell me the truth even if it hurts.

I consider myself to be a novice when it comes to playing tennis here at Chinquapin.

I always behave in such a serene way when I disagree with a teacher; I never loose my cool.


Insolent
children are always mouthing off to their parents; its very frustrating and disrespectful.

Around here the windows 98 computers have become obsolete; we only use the iMacs now.

I like using hackneyed clay in ceramics because its easier to manage.

Kathy always said that certain berries in the nature trail were toxic but I never believed her until I got poised.


It was clear that Robertino was acting with malice when he put a banana peal in the middle of the gym so someone would slip.

Never in the history of Chinquapin has there ever been a heinous crime committed against a teacher or a student.

Ajani tries not to feed us putrid food items because he cares about our health and it would just be awful.


Ivan has been described as brusque because he really doesn’t take the time to talk to people.

Students sometimes discredit the true pureness of a teacher; they shouldn’t because the teachers must love their jobs if they’re doing them.

Mr. Dilworth is very though on plagiarism he believes you should create your own work; if you commit the offense you can be suspended.

Mr. Lohan enjoyed his transient lifestyle; he would go back and forth to Chinquapin like no other.

I have inherited my mothers eyes; I could not be more proud.

I believe I was born with the innate ability to play tennis.

Some classmates of mine are inveterate liars; they lie about everything.

There are different perspectives here at Chinquapin about the dress code.

I have the perception that most of my classmates will pass the AP English test because we have been working really hard this past year.

Since I have a nice camera, people have the misconception that I am rich even though it took me an entire summer to buy it.

Teachers have the impression that I am upset when I am quiet in class, the truth is that I'm just tired.

I love when people give their opinion without being dogmatic.

Today in ceramics, Evelyn told us we had to create a work derived from an artist we liked.

I remember when I lacked the tenacity to stand up for myself until I punched Dijon in the face.

I tend to assimilate what people say too much, get in trouble for it.

I hate it when teachers make equivocate statements that never really have a side.

Mr Lohan's dog is so wily because he stands up to everything and everyone and defends the people he loves.

Hypocrisy is always present when someone doesn't do what they stand up for.

The speeches for the SLC president are always disingenuous because they lead the listener to believe one thing when they mean another.

The class of 2010 is cohesive because they always stick together because of all the trips and experiences they've shared together.

I love to emphasize when my classmates make a grammar mistake because I make them all the time.

The rhetoric of President Barak Obama is one of the many reasons why many people support him.

The burr is supposed to give us an opportunity to discourse through political articles.

The administration of Cesar Larraga was very non dictatorial because he always listened to what people had to say.

I felt disdain for people who failed Jeremy Holman's biology tests.

I hate when teachers speak to students in a patronizing manner.

Having Mario as a roommate is very imperious because he is very messy and bossy.

Certain teachers show auspicious treatment to their favorite students.

Certain students have a rancorous relationship with certain teachers due to squabbles that they've had in the past.

There was great enmity between two people in the seventh-grade class that they had to cancel the class trip and solve the problems.

The class clown was very notorious because he always made everybody laugh all over the school.

Andres knew that it was reprehensible of him to skip five breakfast detentions to go and party but he still did it anyway.

The school witch has a premonition about the essay question on the SAT; she was right about it being about greek mythology.

Houston has a very arid climate; I hate how dry it gets in the summer.

I have heard that in California there are conflagrations in the forests that make people leave their homes due to the danger they have to experience.

Evelyn's unnascentt baby is still calmly resting in her whom.

During creativity week the cardboard furniture group provided a very innovative way to creative useful cheap furniture.

Rykeem has a prodigious loving attitude, one that he shares with the entire school.

Daniela has an exemplary resume; she has participated in more than twenty community service projects!

There are tons of nocturnal owls around the Chinquapin campus at night.

Karen wrote an apology to Kay Bee in witch she justified why she had kissed her boyfriend in-front of her.

David Tell loved to gesticulate when he talked; he said it provided a better understanding to his point.

The raccoon that came on campus the other day was very pernicious; he wanted to cause harm to everything he saw.

I hate algebra because I feel it is a very theoretical math that we aren't going to apply to real life.

I approached Bill with trepidation because I never know if he is going to give me whatever it is that I am asking for.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

About My Cat:

I hated my cat. The very first time that my mom brought him over to the house I felt that he had a very condescending attitude, nothing like a dog. It stared at my with its big despotic eyes showing power and making me feel inferior. I know that you might think that I am crazy for speaking about my cat like this but he was evil. It would walk with such a haughty manner across the couch and would flap his tail on my leg. Believe me I tried bonding with this cat but nothing seemed to work. The only person he would relate to was my mother. It seemed like it hated me for being her biological son. To tell you the truth I was pretty apathetic towards the cat because I an not a cat person so it really didn’t bother me. It just looked evil. I guess it was the lack of vitality that it had. If I tried to touch him he would immediately run away or try to bite me. He was nothing like my dog the cat was completely sedentary. One morning after having had the cat for about a month my mom came into my room and asked if I wanted to keep the cat, and I said yes. Now, I have learned to like my cat as he is. He is a cat, not a dog. He behaves differently and I must accept him. Who would’ve thought that all he needed was a little love.

About Me:

I fear that I might be becoming more insipid as I grow older because I don’t find sports interesting.

I felt frenetic when I received my first college acceptance letter.

I really like that my arguments are always cogent because my opponents agree with me.

I get accused of having a didactic tone of voice when I tell someone to do something.

I don't believe in the phenomenon of aliens, i think its a conspiracy theory.

I have been blessed to speak with such eloquence because all of the speeches that I make are written with delicacy.

I tend to have a plausible excuse when I miss school it is never because I don’t feel like going.

Having a big heart impedes me from being selfish and not caring about other peoples feelings.

I remember that I got an ample amount of apples when my uncle found a 120 pound sack of red apples.

I hate biology, its almost cryptic to me I have never understood it.

I cant help but to move with extreme torpor every morning when I wake up to go to school.

I tend to give florid speeches because they tend to flow and sound smart.

I have suppressed my feelings in the past because I have been to scared to share them with the world but not anymore.

When I was little I was an ostentatious child, always jumping on couches and tables trying to get attention from people.

I consider myself a very assiduous person because I spend hours working on my moms garden during the summer time.

I used to try and make my mom buy me toys by using the compelling reason about my father being absent from my life.

About My Mother:

I have always promised my mother that I will never put her in an asylum because I lover her and I want to take care of her myself.

I alleviate my mothers back pain by giving her some aspirin to reduce the pain from working hard.

I can never lie to my mom; she always makes me feel dubious when she asks what I did with my friends. Its as if I think I’m lying to her.

My mother becomes weary when she notices people outside of our house because she knows that a lot of burglars live close by.

I have a feeling that my mom surreptitiously looks for incriminating things in my room when I’m gone to try and see if I’m doing bad things.

It was quite a coupe when I convinced my mom to let me go to San Antonio with my friends for free.

I hate my moms superfluous speeches about life and my future because they make me feel like I’m growing up and it’s a scary thought.

My mom’s Christmas tree was so ornate that you could easily think that it came from a Macy’s store.

I have formed an alliance with my mom to stand up against the neighbors cat that keeps trashing our trash.

My mom has always given me gratuitous clothes and money because I am her son and she loves me very much.

Every time I make egregious errors on my writing my mom goes bananas and she makes me write the mistake over and over again until I get it right.

I tend to act servile when my mom feels tired because I want for her to be able to rest and not do anything else.

I try to great my mom with extreme ebullience when she gets home so that I can make her day a little better after working hard.

I love talking about my mother’s integrity because she has been such a good woman and it’s intact.

I did not believe my mothers assertion when she said that she had never seen the movie Grease.

I idealize my mother because she is a wonderful mother who takes care of me and cares a lot about my future and goals.

I think that my mom catalogs our expenses to make it easier for her to control the fact that she loves to spend money.


I hate that my mom thinks I’m naïve and I don’t know what I want to do with my life because I am 17 years old.

My mother and I emigrated to the United States to try and get a better education.

I think my mom fears the inevitable when it comes to letting me go to college and