english assignment answer ;)

Charles Dickens was a pretty cool guy. You could make assumptions like this about him by looking at his hair cut; few people can pull off a hair cut like that. When making conclusions about ones character you shouldn’t judge one by their appearance; fortunately this is an exception. This hairstyle deserves the amount of attention needed to make judgements about ones character.

A persons character is made up of a number of elements added together to form the whole. When you explain their character, subconsciously you have analysed the person’s actions, speech, personality, values and beliefs and ideology. As you can grasp from this it isn’t a two minute job and so to know just how cool Charles Dickens was you must spend many hours staring at his amazing hair cut.

Simply gazing at this cut can allow you to see into Charles’ life like no one has before. You can know all of the above elements of character without doing the study and you could possibly understand him better.

Looking at his hair we can deduce that he valued his hair and possibly the status of the barber accountable for this style. A simple, uneducated barber could have made a complete mess of Charles’ hair and so I would assume he would take care in his choice of barber. I will also use this information to jump to another conclusion; His personality could be slightly snobbish. Seeing as he took great pride in his hair we know that he took great pride in his appearance and possibly liked to think himself better looking than most.

So far we have a well groomed and proud man. Adding to this we know that he goes to the barber a lot and as we know that he values his barber very highly I would suggest that he makes quite a show of going to the barber. His will manipulate his speech when he addresses the barber to show the respect he has for the barber’s skills and he will soften his actions again to show the respect.

I suppose I could go into far more detail about his ideology and values and all of that garbage but I am preparing to spend the next two hours staring at this mans amazing hair cut. Please feel free to join me in this eye opening and soothing experience.

I'll never write again

What should I write? Well... what could I write? I s'pose I could dream up a little story, or perhaps recount an adventure I once had. Somepeople like to read essays about glorious topics like... cheese, and I've heard some children even enjoy reading comic books about a man who is Captain of all Underpants! So really, I could write anything and someone, somewhere, is going to love it.

Maybe what I need to do is to become famous for something else and then no matter what I write, almost all of my hundreds of fansare going to make it their bible. So what am I going to be famous for? Well... what could I be famous for? I s'pose I could dream up a brilliant idea for a movie, then have it scripted and cast and sit back in my chair yelling cut and action. I could grow my hair into aneccentric style, lock myself away for years and years until I've finally invented the worlds first, whatever and then hold a grand ceremony to reveal it to the world. What if my calling is politics? If I find a great tagline, become an American citizen and announce that I'm a woman, surely I'd go down in history. So really, who would read my book if I was famous with all these other famous people around.

What should I write? Here we are again, at the first sentence of the first paragraph. Of all the things I could write, rewriting what I've already written would surely turn every eye away so I think it's in our best interest to do something else.

what is this feeling

What is this magic I feel? Seems no matter where I am, it finds me. Puts the memories of hope inside me. Makes me warm once more... He's just a quiet man, But his eyes can see right through me. Is it only that I feel pity? Could it be something more? Safe as an island, Far off to sea. I'd almost forgotten This side of me. What is this magic I feel? Thought this mushy stuff was below me. Could it be he is the one to show me What compassion is for?

no i am not broken.

Hey Siana

Hey Siana, I know looks can be deceiving but I know I saw a light in you. Just cause it made me laugh that you read this I thought I'd dedicate a post to you! (I know you now have to make me your favourite friend and buy me bubble bags and Miranda style hair pieces.)

This post is also pointless because I am currently brain dead and therefore no useful thoughts are processing... Thank-you and Goodnight.