10/28 addams family

these past couple of days i have been watching the addams family movies i used to watch them when i was younger. i forgot how much i loved the movies i even forgot that i was mortisha for halloween once. i remember using it for a while after as a dress up costume when i was little. my favorite is uncle fester. cause hims is bald. and very funny looking and he even talks weird. okay my real favorite is wednesday because she is super legit i wish i was like her. she is always deceiving her brother lol. my favorite movie out of all of them is when uncle fester gets married and moves away but it turns out that the women that her marries and the only thing that she wants is to still all of his money and she tries to kill the whole family and there is a new baby that i believe saves the whole family. and they live happily ever after.

10/14 MUMMBLE JUMBLE

Oh my this one time I had a dream and I was like that was the best dream ever.... hahahahahaha yeah right I wish okay I was just talking like a cra cra girl.. Ha-ha now I’m talking like who knows what...:) :) :) :) :) ha ha ya like my smiley faces I just thought I would take up some space. Okay back to business guest what I’m already done with my paper and all ha-ha yup. I haves it posted like a day before it’s suppose to be turned in and my rough draft is done. Now I am trying to finish typing this so I can play games on des computer.( ya like how I’m typing yup it’s kind of funny) but yeah I wanna play some game but I only have 140 words as of NOW. Hehehehehehehe ya like how I’m taking up space nice aye. Oh my only 40 words left to go yeah buddy. Now only 30 more stinking words left to go yup. I guess i'll type about my dream I don’t even really remember having a dream I just made it up so I could type this paper but yeah. I'M DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not True Love

In the 3 stories I have chose clothing by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, silver pavements golden roofs by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, and visitors by Bharati Mukherjee is all stories about arranged marriages and the difficulties that come with it, about the curiosity about who you may or may not be marrying. Women and men are put into arranged marriages every day. More and more men and women are turning to arranged marriage instead of taking their time and finding true love with that one special person.

When I read clothing by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni I realized I must not really know a lot about arranged marriage. In this story a woman Sumita sitting in her tub bathing when she is rushed out to get ready for her husband to be. “His name is Somesh Sen, the man who is coming to our house with his parents today and who will be my husband.”(18) Her father had a special expensive sari for her to wear to her arranged wedding. It was a pale pink with embroidered stars of real gold zari thread. And it was unexpectedly heavy. She believed it would dazzle Somesh and his parents. Somesh lives in the United States and she would be expected to go with him. “I’d be going halfway around the world with a man I hadn’t even met.” (18) She tried keeping herself calm while on the plane by steady breathing as well as slow breathing. Her hands still clench the folds of her sari. When she began to think about the sari she is wearing, she thinks about the arguments that her mother and her had. She wanted blue the color of possibility. But her mother had other plans. She said there must be red, the color of luck for married woman. But her father satisfies both of them by getting a midnight blue sari with a thin red border that matched the marriage dot on her forehead. “It is hard for me to think of myself as a married woman.” (20) The store is called 7 eleven open all day and night. The store sold all things imaginable. The store even sold cases of beer. “That is where the money comes from, especially in the neighborhood where our store is.” (21) “A lot of Americans drink, you know. It’s a part of their culture, not considered immoral, it is here. And really, there’s nothing wrong with it.” (21)

Somesh buys her new American clothing that is very becoming. When Somesh is killed he was working a graveyard shift at the store the man took every last bit of the money. Before leaving he emptied his bullets into somesh’s chest. Somesh’s parents would expect her to move to India and live with them. But that’s not what she wants she wants to stay in America. So she gathers herself together and fixes the white sari that indicates widow, and embraces the fighting that is to come.
Silver pavement, golden roofs by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni is another story that touches on arranged marriage but this story tells the other side of it. A young woman moves from India to America to live with her aunt and uncle and to start school at the university in Chicago in September. When she arrives in America her aunt and uncle meet her at the airport and she decides that they are different. “His voice isn’t unkind. Still I feel reprimanded, as though I am a little girl again, and spitefully I wonder how a marriage could have been arranged between a man like bikram uncle and my aunt, who comes from an old and wealthy landowning family.” (39) When they get home she starts going off about being in America. “Uncle grunted noncommittally, regarding the teacups with disfavor. He stomps into the kitchen where I hear him rummage in the refrigerator.” (42) She doesn’t really like the apartment but she makes the most of it. “Things aren’t as perfect as people at home like to think. We all thought we’d become millionaires. But it’s not so easy.” (43) She and her aunt are walking home one day when all of a sudden a bunch of kids start throwing snowballs at her and her aunt. They get home and her aunt can’t find the key, her uncle opens the door and is very mad. He is so mad that he hits her aunt and she finds herself outside and her hands turn white from the cold she. And she begins to ponder on the things of hands. Hands that threw the snow balls, hands that were looking for the key, hands that hit her aunt.
Visitors by Bharati Mukherjee is about a lady Vinita who grew up in Calcutta India and was married off to a 35 year old accountant sailen Kumar who lived in America. Her parents wanted to marry her off to a doctor or an engineer of the right caste and class but resident abroad, preferably in America.” (682) “Marriage suits Vinita. In the months she has been a wife in Guttenberg, New Jersey, she has become even prettier.” (682) “Vinita expected married life, especially married life in a new country and with no relatives around, to change her. Overnight she would become mature, complex, fascinating: a wife instead of a daughter.” (683)
In conclusion the life of arranged marriage varies. Some arranged marriages are great for women their husbands give them everything they want. And then there are the arranged marriages that just really meant to be because the men either bet the woman or they just don’t show respect or love or that they really want that relationship. Arranged marriage may be the answer for some people but not for me. More and more men and women are turning to arranged marriage instead of taking their time and finding true love with that one special person.

abusive relationships

In the story the woman hollering creek by Sandra Cisneros, there is a woman with a child. This woman is abused by her husband. When she is pregnant she is at a check up and the doctor helps her find a way out. The line felice was like no woman shed ever met, is a compliment to me for three reasons being…. 1 it means that that person stands out to someone. 2 she is her own individual. 3 she is brave.

Reason #1 is that well who else wouldn’t want to stand out. I know I would. Standing out is like when there is a bunch of people in nice gowns and suits and there is always that one person that catches your eye who is dressing completely different.

Reason #2 is individuality. Being an individual is a big part in live. if you aren’t an individual you’re just going to get pushed around. Say there is a group of kids that are doing stupid stuff your aren’t that individual.

Reason #3 is being brave. If you’re not brave you’ll get squashed like a pancake and someone will sizzle you up. Being brave means you don’t care what others think about you. You are yourself and you’ll stand up for what you believe.

Well my conclusion is that not every women may be in an abusive relationship. But there is woman out there who are and they stand out, be individual, and are brave then they will have the will to get out of that abusive relation ship.

arranged marriage

I have a thought for you picture you’re self sleeping on the most comfortable bed ever hold that that now thing of the best dream you have ever had. What is that? You can’t think of one? Well here I’ll tell you one!

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I opened the door  and it was a miracle the thing I wanted the most was there I almost pissed my pants…… wait hold on let me check------- okay no I didn’t but I almost did…. It was Katy Perry wearing my dress that I made I began to blink rapidly it took me a moment to realize that she was talking to me. When I finally tuned into what she was saying. She was saying something along the lines like she likes my dress she wants to wear it and she expects me to make more for her in the future. I don’t remember I was too busy crying. But I did ask if she was serious. She said ha NO silly this is a dream duh. I began to cry even more. I couldn’t believe it she crushes all of my dreams……

 Falling off the bed I realized that that it was a real dream so it really was a dream ….

10/7 post crushed dreams

I have a thought for you picture you’re self sleeping on the most comfortable bed ever hold that that now thing of the best dream you have ever had. What is that? You can’t think of one? Well here I’ll tell you one!

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I opened the door  and it was a miracle the thing I wanted the most was there I almost pissed my pants…… wait hold on let me check------- okay no I didn’t but I almost did…. It was Katy Perry wearing my dress that I made I began to blink rapidly it took me a moment to realize that she was talking to me. When I finally tuned into what she was saying. She was saying something along the lines like she likes my dress she wants to wear it and she expects me to make more for her in the future. I don’t remember I was too busy crying. But I did ask if she was serious. She said ha NO silly this is a dream duh. I began to cry even more. I couldn’t believe it she crushes all of my dreams……

 Falling off the bed I realized that that it was a real dream so it really was a dream ….

9/30 post biebers new girl friend ;)

So I was walking home from school one day and I this big huge bus with Justin biebers face on the side of it pulled up. When all of a sudden it hits me it must be his equipment bus. And with a frown upon my face I kept walking… when out of the blue Justin bieber himself walks off the bus. You would think that I would scream and start chasing him. But no my mouth is wide open (drool is probably dribbling out) my hands are on my cheeks and I’m squatting like I’ve got to use the john. And let me guess you’re thinking that he ran away screaming. But NO he must have had not noticed cause he was walking up to me and started asking me a question. I blinked a couple times and replied excuse me I didn’t hear what did you said I was too busy staring at your butt. He just laughed shook my hand and asked me if I knew anything fun to do in town. Knowing that he would turn down my first suggestion to hang with me I told him he could go riding four-wheeler’s. Without even a moment to think about it he was asking me to ride four-wheelers with him. Ha I told him NO……..hahahah NOT I definitely told him YES YES YES YES YES YES.

9/23 post

Well at least I know I need to keep my grades up now goodness. I hated typing all these blog posts. One I am very very slow at typing. Two I am even slower at typing. three I am even even more slow ha-ha just kidding k three is I do not really know how to spell some words (but that’s alright). Four I’m not very good at typing either. But I am getting use to it so I am getting better at it. Now I am trying to make up all of my missing assignments. I’m never letting this happen again. First I’ve got Casey over here typing. Second he is playing so weird stinking music. Music that I would never have had thought to listen to. And third my freaking fingers hurt like crap because of guitar class so I hurt every time my finger hits a key. I even have calices on my fingers for goodness sakes wah just want to be done. And I could be doing things like reading my nook but no I’m at the school typing and typing away. And I even have cheer practice at seven today will be a long day.

9/16 post

I’m learning new things that I didn’t think I could learn in sewing. I’ve made a couple of projects in clothing I have made a button pillow that has pillow forms in it I have also made a thermal heating bag thingy. It makes me super warm I even sleep with it under my blankets. And just for a extra project I made a makeup bag and I really use it. I don’t really use patterns and I was making another pillow and it was suppose to be an owl but I don’t like owls and I had the main part cut out and thought hey that looks kind of like a fox…… as in Ginger Fox ha……. So I asked Mrs. Church if I could make it in to a fox instead and she said yes and it actually looks really cute. And I really want to make a dress I have made a lot of dresses I like to wear the dresses that I make. I’ve made a couple quilts to I gave them both to Mrs. Church but one of them was from the 12 days of Christmas and she doesn’t know it was from me. One was a small one the other was big