Tuesday, October 6, 2009
My pledge
Ben Dillard
My breathing became slow, heavy and hard. The final words
were uttered from his lips, and my legs suddenly began to move
themselves. I swerved left and right running through the lunch
crowds, fixing my gaze on the one who had caused me to suffer so much
pain. I saw faces with mouths moving but no words coming out,
and when he saw me coming it was too late.
I had pounced up and taken him down. My arm was around his
neck as he fell to his knees. People crowded around yelling and
chanting, but to me it only sounded like faint whispers, as if two
people were talking in the room of a young baby who was going to
bead, right before the sky becomes dark with night. Tears filled my
eyes in what seemed like hours, but felt more like days. After that
my hearing slowly started to come back, and my eyes stopped
making the tears that filled my vision.
A teacher ran up and only asked me to let him go. I let him
go but punched him in the gut. I knew what was going to happen,
so I walked head on to my fate, straight towards the principle’s
office. And the funny thing is I wanted to see the principle, I was
hoping so much to see her.
When I got to her office, she was no where to be found. I
stood in front of the principles office with the still fresh tears on my
cheeks, and the school counselor found me and took me to her
office instead. I sat there wising that I would have just killed him, so
that way he could never do to any one what he did to me. I thought
about it some more, I would be doing the world a favor.
As soon as my mother came in to the room, I felt a wave of
disappointment come over me. The patterns in the floor even made
me feel as if I had done the worst crime that could be committed.
But from then on I vowed to myself to never through the first punch
again.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Sound
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When the crickets chirp, and the first bass beat drops. A image comes to mind, the image is an alien in his ship some where in a field. He decides to turn on the TV, and finds him self on MTV. So he changes the channel with a loud thump he ends up on an opera show, but he doesn't like it. Again he changes the channel and ends up on the ABC channel and hears them humm. The crickrts start up again, and the alien says something in his own languge that quites them down. He stands up and streaches, and his suit makes weaird noises adn pickes up the remote. He presses the button and the bass beat pounds, has he turns off the TV. He takes a few steps and then streaches again. The crickets start to chirp again and he talk's to them as if he were talking to a long lost friend. He continues his walk and sits on his bed, which makes his suit make its final squek. he lays his head down to go to sleep, and said his final good bye's. Then silence come over the field, and the alien drifts off into a deep sleep.
Friday, October 2, 2009
1000 Locker Problem
I think that whatever number or person, who changed the locker multiplied by itself, are the ones who are open (showed in diagram above)
1x1, 2x2, 3x3 etc… so each locker gets it’s state changed as many times as its divisors. So the numbers with an odd number of divisors are left open. Like 16, its divisors are 1, 2, and 4,8,16. The numbers with an even number of divisors are closed. Like 20, its divisors are 1, 2,4,5,10,20. So you are left with 31 lockers open. So locker 1, 4,9,16,25,36,49 etc… You keep on going until you get 1000. That’s how you solve the 1000 locker problem.
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