The Ticket Sketch Con't
He successfully takes the ticket and continues on as if nothing happened. He puts the ticket in the side of his backpack and covers it with his water bottle. The continue walking, and the third friend asks the second friend for a drink of water; he gives him the water bottle. He takes a sip and then as he turn to give his friend the water bottle he sees the lottery ticket, and offers to put the water bottle back. When he puts it back he quickly grabs the ticket and puts it in his back pocket. Eventually the first friend realizes that the ticket isn't in his pocket and tries to keep his composure but he shows worry in his face.
Friday, May 2, 2014
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Weekly Blog Post: The Ticket Sketch
The Ticket: Sketch Outline
Concept:
A group of friends are walking around a park during the day. They are talking and cracking jokes like they usually do. As they continue walking they stumble upon a lottery ticket. They pick it up and check the numbers on one of their smart phones. It's the winning ticket. They all debate on how they'll split their newly found fortune. After bickering for a while the group decides to divide the money equally upon themselves. They continue walking and each of them talks about what they would do with their share of the money. The person who has the ticket in his pocket is so into the conversation, that he doesn't notice one of the other friends trying to take the ticket out of his pocket.
Two research paragraphs
From funding new inventions to movies to new business, crowdsourcing covers it all. This up and coming form of fundraising is rapidly growing. The days of going around town asking for donations are long gone and in it’s place is the crowdfunding. Crowdfunding allows for individuals with an idea to reach out to the millions of possible funders over the internet.
Crowdsourcing is arguably the best way to reach out to potential business partners and customers when trying to launch or expand an idea or product. One reason that support this claim is that when other see the idea some entrepreneurs will invest start up money. Another reason is that customers can give feedback on the product to make it strive. One might say that crowdsourcing is risky as people may imitate your product.
Monday, March 31, 2014
Weekly Blog Post
I was
sitting on the train on my way home when I saw Bill. Bill always flaunted his
fit physique like he was better than everybody else, but to me it wasn't that
impressive. I mean anybody can get in shape if they really wanted to, a few
push-ups and crunches here and there; eating a salad every now and then it's
not that hard. I don't even know why he cares about his stupid fitness so much
since he's only in high school. In the middle of my rant about Bill and his
ridiculous love of fitness, the train violently came to sudden stop.
Monday, March 24, 2014
Two guns for biceps and abs of steel; I was yet again in someone else's shoes. I dug my hands through the large pockets of the gray sweatpants I had on and grabbed the iPhone. Right before I turned it on, I saw Bill's reflection on the black 3.5 inch screen. This reflection of Bill conveyed the deepest sense of somberness I've ever seen. The train that Bill had been waiting for pulls into the station, and he takes a vacant window seat. Stop by stop, Bill sat in loneliness as people wholeheartedly avoided sitting next to him and his melancholy soul. This didn't bother him; for he was accustomed to being alone. However as a group of jocks entered the train with bad intentions, Bill began to feel uneasy. The malicious clique zeroed in on their target; an obese boy who ironically enough was eating a Twinkie. They started rolling insults at the defenseless kid and Bill became infuriated...
The train began to move again, and as I sat down I realized that I was smaller now. I wasn't wearing worn out running shoes, large sweatpants, or any fitted shirts; I was back inside of my own body and I couldn't be happier. I know my life isn't perfect, but after seeing some of the unforgettably life-scarring events of my peers; I'm more than okay with being April Gray.
The train began to move again, and as I sat down I realized that I was smaller now. I wasn't wearing worn out running shoes, large sweatpants, or any fitted shirts; I was back inside of my own body and I couldn't be happier. I know my life isn't perfect, but after seeing some of the unforgettably life-scarring events of my peers; I'm more than okay with being April Gray.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Weekly Blog Post
This is the first blog post of the semester and the last blog post of the month. In this post I will talk about how my year has been going so far. This year I have eaten healthier than I did last year, and I am also taking my exercising more seriously than I have in previous years. This summer I plan on getting a summer job so that I have something to do over the summer break instead of just watch tv and eat all day. I already applied to a few places and I'm currently waiting for them to contact me.
Monday, December 16, 2013
Weekly Blog Post: There's No Place Like Home pt.1
English II
Period: 8th
There’s no place like home
It was a cold fall night, and the Thompkins family just moved into their new dream house. This house was a step up from the rat hole they previously lived in. This house was in amazing neighborhood called Sunset valley, where the sun always shined and the grass was always green.
¨hey rob can you help me out with this box?” asked Diane Thompkins, the mother of the Thompkins household, as she struggled with a box nearly as big as her.
“Sure, hon’ just gimme a sec. I have to finish setting up this house phone over here.” Responded rob Thompkins, the father of the family, while he fiddled with phone cables coming out of the wall.
Period: 8th
There’s no place like home
It was a cold fall night, and the Thompkins family just moved into their new dream house. This house was a step up from the rat hole they previously lived in. This house was in amazing neighborhood called Sunset valley, where the sun always shined and the grass was always green.
¨hey rob can you help me out with this box?” asked Diane Thompkins, the mother of the Thompkins household, as she struggled with a box nearly as big as her.
“Sure, hon’ just gimme a sec. I have to finish setting up this house phone over here.” Responded rob Thompkins, the father of the family, while he fiddled with phone cables coming out of the wall.
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