Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Laziness
Laziness is a feeling of laziness; actually, nothing better that the word "laziness" to describe this feeling. This feeling can become a disease. This feeling impedes people from doing what they were supposed to do. In some cases, laziness can be fatal. For instance, you feel sick and you need to be seen by a doctor, but you don't want to get out of bed just because you feel lazy. This feeling could lead you to death. That's why I think that laziness is really dangerous. Another outcome that can result from laziness is failing a class. Let say you are an ESL student that was admitted to a University and you got the answer from the university in the beginning of the semester, which means you have about 4 months of english in future. This good news can have several effects on your overall performance. One effect is laziness ( here I go again). Because you were admitted, you may get the idea that you don't need to attend english classes anymore. This will contribute to your lack of interest in classes and turning in assignments. In other words, you'll become lazy. So, there come a question: What to do to avoid this kind of laziness? Well, I would like to be answered by a psychologist. Even so, I have something in mind that may work out. I think that in order to avoid being lazy an individual needs to have his goals set. That is, if you have always something to achieve through work, you are more likely to avoid laziness. For example, the same guy who was admitted to a college can have as his goal finish his english journey with great grades so that people will remember him as good student once he leaves. Thus, I believe that one way of getting rid of laziness is by setting up goals given that goals motivates a person to keep doing anything he thinks is worth doing. I try to think of why I should do something before I do it. That is because I like to motivate myself, so I think that setting up goals works in this situation ( at least for me).
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Imitating a phrase
Original: Rather than continue my praise of their younger daughter, Valentina, who cooked alongside them at their small, local hotel, I sat back with the luxury of eyes narrowing in the island sun.
Imitation: Rather than wake up to have dinner, which was so tasty, I stayed in bed and kept dreaming about my future.
Imitation: Rather than wake up to have dinner, which was so tasty, I stayed in bed and kept dreaming about my future.
Response to the article " Mediterranean food "
This article is interesting. I was a little bit biased at
the beginning so I took some time to realize whether repetition is good or bad.
However, with some examples later, it was clear that the author praises the
lack of surprise of the Mediterranean food. I don’t know whether it would be good to eat the same thing everyday or not. I might probably get sick of the food too quickly
unless the food tastes really good. Anyway, it seems to contrast the author’s
ideas, which are advocate of repetition. Also, I wonder how cook can be
predictable and, at the same time, be capable of refreshing.
Food Memory
It was on a Friday after three about hours siting on the
same chair. My friends and I stumbled into a Brazilian restaurant called Fogo
de chao. It was not the first time we went to that restaurant. Actually, that
was the second time, which means that we already knew the proceedings of
that place. We walked in and the
restaurant was crowded. This didn’t bother us since we were only concerned about
eating. So we chose a table and started the journey. There was rice, black
beans and a salad bar besides the meat menu. It’s important to remember that
the Fogo de Chao is famous for its grilled meat. They provided us desserts like
pao de queijo and other kinds. We started eating and after 2 hours we looked
around and the place was empty.
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Quick Write -- Banquet
If I were going to putting on a huge banquet, I would want
my guests to have good time and enjoy a delicious meal. Therefore, my choice for
the food would be a plate typical from Portugal, I guess. It’s called “Arroz de
pato”. It’s basically made of rice and
duck. Moreover, there are many other ingredients, such as cheese, bacon, etc. I
would choose this plate as the main plate of the banquet not only because it’s
delicious but also because it is the kind of meal that you can eat as much as
you want and you are less likely to get stuff. In other words, this kind of
plate doesn’t make you feel stuff too quickly. To go with the main plate, I
would choose a lot of desserts. For instance, I would want to have diverse desserts
such as ice cream, pastry cakes, “salgadinhos”, etc. In addition to the desserts,
I would want to have a lot of shellfish such as shrimps, crabs, etc. Since
people are not only made of food, I would have to have some beverages to go
with my menu. I would choose to have some liquor, maybe some soda and I great
deal of juice. The flavors of the juices would vary from flavors typical from
Angola, such as mukua juice to commonplace flavors such as orange juice,
lemonade, mango juice, etc. Also, I would hire a Dj to play some dancing music.
That way people will not only eat and drink but also dance. This would be
enough to make the banquet the best feast ever.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
"In-the-place" descriptive quick write
Here I am facing the entrance of the union building’s foyer
while sitting on a metal chair around a metal table. A few others tables and
chairs stand around me. Some of them are occupied. Others are empty. A “device”
in the shape of an umbrella covers the tables. A nice day is coming to an end.
It will soon be replaced by the night. Lights on gray poles are waiting for the
day to surrender so they can shine. People are coming and going. Big trees with
branches stronger than the concrete on the floor are all around me. The floor
is like a table of chess with dark and light brown squares. Before I forget,
there is a garden in which the trees have their roots. This garden, not
surprisingly, is green, full of plants that in my country are called
palmeiras. There are other green plants
on my left, which are each in a spot made of metal. The plants seem to be
shoots. Cars flow on Guadalupe Street on my right. Across the Guadalupe Street I
can read all the letters, mostly in red, black, white, and others in gold colors
that give name to their stores. Behind the stores is a white building, where I
stay. Behind me is the Methodist church in the same color as the walls of the Union
building’s walls. By the way, the Union building’s walls having seashells marks
on remind me fossils because of the way seashells marks are spread throughout
the walls.
Descriptive Quick Writing
I’m in my place, the one that I was fascinated about when I
first entered in. It still feels cozy;
Like a place where you feel like you belong to;
A place where everybody is welcome;
Is there where I want to be when I feel like a welcomed
person;
A place in which I find my spot;
And my spot could be the chair or my bed;
My chair is a lovely one always willing to relax you with
its “usual balancing”- going smoothly back and forth in its rhythm;
My bed! My cozy bed always well disposed to welcome me.
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