Monday, April 7, 2014
Online essay writing services are provided to students for a cost. This cost can range from a small amount of money to an obscene amount. Many students would indeed be looking at the cost of the essay, but I think there is much more to be looked at when using a form of plagiarism.By definition plagiarism is "the practice of taking someone else's work or ideas and passing them off as one's own". The online essay writing service in question claims that, "neither TurnItIn nor any other plagiarism detecting software cannot find any plagiarism. The problem should not be that this is indeed plagiarism, but rather that by using these types of online sites students are hindering their own learning. Also the disclaimer on the website clearly states that the essay written are to be used for research purposes only. However, when the blogger asked the question regarding plagiarism, the service provider in question responds by saying that plagiarism can not be detected when submitted through the TurnItIn or other plagiarism detecting software. The disclaimer indeed protects the provider, but in no way shape or form does the website have anyone's best interest in mind.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
I will never do that again....
weather outside
taking online classes
sitting on the couch
legs were asleep from hip to toes
needed to make dinner
stood up tried to walk on my completely asleep foot
stepped down on top of my foot instead of the bottam
heard it pop
got up to walk on it
fell down
called my mom who was 3 hours away
called my fiance who was in Iowa
called my friend who was at work
called another friend who was fishing
decided not to go to the hospital at all
still have yet to talk to a doctor about my injury
I will never do that again
It was a beautiful day out. The light was shining in from the cracks in the blinds. I could hear the birds chirping from inside the house. They sounded happy. At the time I was taking online classes and spend an awful amount of time on the couch.
I tried to use my senses a lot during this freewrite because I wanted to bring my reader to my story. I also used this tactic because I felt it helpful in writing other stories in Ms. Anthony's class.
She was Blonde...
Her Blonde hair danced off her shoulders as she swayed back and forth in front of the window. The light beamed in as if it were trying to steal the spotlight from her golden locks but those long wavy strands of hair held everyone's attention in the room. .
The toddler is angry...
With his faced scrunched up and his eyes glossy he looked just like an angry old man. However, knowing of the child's innocence I would not be fooled. His dramatized facial expressions were so adorable.
Granny Great's Delicious Meatballs
I wish this recipe came frozen and packaged in every grocery store across the country but they are a tad messier to make them like my grandma does. I like to start by getting all of the ingredients out on the counter top for easy access. The beef, cheese, crackers, and eggs. I put the beef in a large container, crumble the crackers over the meat and crack a couple of eggs into the bowl. Now comes the fun part. Mixing these ingredients feels slimy in between my fingers. The crackers poke the palm of my hand. I often hear an unpleasant noise as I squish these moist ingredients together.
taking online classes
sitting on the couch
legs were asleep from hip to toes
needed to make dinner
stood up tried to walk on my completely asleep foot
stepped down on top of my foot instead of the bottam
heard it pop
got up to walk on it
fell down
called my mom who was 3 hours away
called my fiance who was in Iowa
called my friend who was at work
called another friend who was fishing
decided not to go to the hospital at all
still have yet to talk to a doctor about my injury
I will never do that again
It was a beautiful day out. The light was shining in from the cracks in the blinds. I could hear the birds chirping from inside the house. They sounded happy. At the time I was taking online classes and spend an awful amount of time on the couch.
I tried to use my senses a lot during this freewrite because I wanted to bring my reader to my story. I also used this tactic because I felt it helpful in writing other stories in Ms. Anthony's class.
She was Blonde...
Her Blonde hair danced off her shoulders as she swayed back and forth in front of the window. The light beamed in as if it were trying to steal the spotlight from her golden locks but those long wavy strands of hair held everyone's attention in the room. .
The toddler is angry...
With his faced scrunched up and his eyes glossy he looked just like an angry old man. However, knowing of the child's innocence I would not be fooled. His dramatized facial expressions were so adorable.
Granny Great's Delicious Meatballs
I wish this recipe came frozen and packaged in every grocery store across the country but they are a tad messier to make them like my grandma does. I like to start by getting all of the ingredients out on the counter top for easy access. The beef, cheese, crackers, and eggs. I put the beef in a large container, crumble the crackers over the meat and crack a couple of eggs into the bowl. Now comes the fun part. Mixing these ingredients feels slimy in between my fingers. The crackers poke the palm of my hand. I often hear an unpleasant noise as I squish these moist ingredients together.
My Rant
Why can't you just pick up after yourself?
I'm not very sure as to why you can't pick up your personal belongings. You are an adult who has lived on his own for 10 years now. I'm not sure if your mother ever had you pick up your More…dishes, but it is very frustrating to have to walk behind you and pick up after you. I love you, and I am more than willing to pick up the house when need to be. However, I don't feel like I am getting the respect I deserve. Yes, you work all day, but I go to school all day and am equally as exhausted when I get home. Do you want me to be more like a mom to you or can I please be an equal partner in this relationship? I understand that we sometimes get lazy. I do not expect everything to be neat and tidy All the time. However, I don't want the stink of food to envelope our whole house. I will gladly work with you and pick up as needed, but I will no longer feel like I am raising two five-year-old children.
Sincerely,
One Tired Woman/Mother
I'm not very sure as to why you can't pick up your personal belongings. You are an adult who has lived on his own for 10 years now. I'm not sure if your mother ever had you pick up your More…dishes, but it is very frustrating to have to walk behind you and pick up after you. I love you, and I am more than willing to pick up the house when need to be. However, I don't feel like I am getting the respect I deserve. Yes, you work all day, but I go to school all day and am equally as exhausted when I get home. Do you want me to be more like a mom to you or can I please be an equal partner in this relationship? I understand that we sometimes get lazy. I do not expect everything to be neat and tidy All the time. However, I don't want the stink of food to envelope our whole house. I will gladly work with you and pick up as needed, but I will no longer feel like I am raising two five-year-old children.
Sincerely,
One Tired Woman/Mother
Freewrite: Clouds
These clouds have unfailingly been my favorite. They are known as cumulonimbus clouds, and they have always been my favorite. They are the clouds that often look like marshmallows. They also have the capability of producing crazy storms. I have always wanted to be a storm chaser. Perhaps this is why these clouds are my favorite.
I first learned the name of these clouds in my fourth- grade science class. My teacher had quite the fascination with storms and would always emphasize how much she wished she would have been a meteorologist instead of a teacher. I will forever remember her.
I was younger my mom and I along with my grandparents would travel to Destin, Florida in his airplane. I enjoyed these times the most when there were clouds to look at. Storm clouds, fluffy clouds, little wispy clouds they all look so different when in the air.
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