I am sorry for the tardiness. For this week I chose to describe my old xanga page that was popular about 4-5 years ago. I love framing, especially with small thin borders. When you first enter my page, there would be a pop up upon entering. It says "Cho em mot co hoi duoc khong" meaning "May I have another chance". My background font color is gray an in Arial. But as for the post, the color is pink, and for the date color, it's red. My border color is pink but the background is plain white. I love simplicity, the more simple it is, the more it allure my attraction. Back then when i was in 8th grade, everyone had one so i wanted to make one for my own; a page that's all about me. I used to write in it everyday, writing how my day went and my emotions. But now everyone has a facebook or a myspace but in my opnion xanga is more like diary more than myspace or facebook.

Week 5

I choose Joe Lean & the Jing Jang Jong myspace page. They are a new up and coming band that knows how to effectively advertise their music. The web page is set up to center around the bands name. The page seems very plain, with black and white photographs. However, the name of the band is in all yellow. The font they use is unique as well because it is in all caps, yet looks very playful. Also, each "J" looks very long, or "lean". The font looks like the band is stylish and different. If you look below the bands name, you see a black and white picture of them. By looking at the picture, I can conclude that this band is in fact stylish and different. Other things I noticed from this web page is that it has many different aspects once you scroll down, and music is playing constantly in the background. 

Week 5

For the week five blog prompt I choose to describe the linkinpark.com home page. In the background they have an enlarged version of their symbol for the reason of letting you know your on Linkin Park's website. They have different videos showcasing things like their concerts or music videos to show how kick ass they are. They also have their own news feed showing articles or events that are going on with the band. This keeps me interested in the band by letting me know what they're up to.

Myspace

Myspace uses special techniques and colors to attract the reader to go to the website. The website uses a specific color of blue to show consistency. Myspace also uses the logo of three people standing next to eachother. This shows that myspace is all about communicating with people. Myspace uses many techniques especially repetition to show the reader familiarity so that the reader feels comfortable when going to myspace.com.

Week 5

The quick visual analysis i'm going to do is of the Penny Arcade website Banner. The first thing that stand out is the logo it's big and bold so you notice it right away, the letter pattern also moves slightly up and to the right as the words finish making the initial view of the logo much more dramatic. When you bring that into context with the light blue color of the banner along with the pictures of the characters in the web comic you get a feel for how lighthearted the website is. The characters are shown with slight smirks that give away their slightly sarcastic attitude that is prevalent throughout their work. The last thing i'll go into is what the 2 characters are holding, a die and a game controller, which symbolize what the site and comic are mostly about, gaming.

Week 5

ok the picture I am talking about is on this link- http://www.fotosearch.com/bigcomp.asp?path=BNS/BNS259/DAN131.jpg
It shows two guys that are in a stance while break dancing. You can tell by the way they are holding themselves in the air, they need extraordinary strength in the arms. Also, since it looks like it's in a studio, the dancing could be considered an art, and is definitely a spectator sport/art. Based on what they are wearing, I am thinking that the sleeveless shirts help them use there arms more freely, and its necessary to have sneakers; it looks like they also wear hats but I am not sure how they play a role in break dancing, based on the picture.

Iam goin to talk about the pictures on my facebook. I put pictures of myself and of friends. This shows that I like hanging out with my friends and I enjoy having a good time. I also have alot of wrestling pictures on my site. This shows that I am athletic and enjoy participating in sports.

Week 5

I am going to look at the font and pictures on this page. The font on this page is a serif font, this makes it easier to read, and follow the line of writing on the page, which is good because I sometimes find it hard to move from line to line while reading from a computer. The picture on this page goes along with the title, and the title of the class, giving a visual image into your mind. The colors on this page are pastels, making it easier on the eyes while trying to read from the page.

Week 5

I'm going to describe my myspace and the pictures that I use on it. My images are simple and of me playing soccer, this shows everyone that I'm a soccer player and they can judge me by just looking at me when they first open my page. I use just generic text but I have a beach background which gives them insight into the fact that I love the beach. My simplicity also shows the people looking at it is that I really dont care about myspace that much and you should facebook me.

Blog Prompt - Week 5

This week's focus (as well as the topic of your second essay) has been Visual Analysis. To practice your skills of noticing and asking the "so what?" question, perform a quick visual analysis of one element a familiar website. This could include something such as "the impact of font choice on my favorite band's website," "the impact of color and background design on my friend Kelly's MySpace Page," or "the significance of many images but minimal text on the Sartorialist blog." First identify the element you're going to talk about (text, color, font, etc.) Then describe the impact it has on the way you think about the website/page or its author.

week 4

sorry im late again

Achilles - The Backbreaker

We are too old to cry, too young to die.We're bound to the promise of better lives.We're bought and sold, content to know, That we'll never have to fight if we do what we're told.We are warrior sons but we run from a cause, That brings freedom and purpose and hope to us all.We would rather be a product of the world and it's whims, Than have the world be a product of the force of our wills.RISE. And at the sound of our standing the earth will groan.RISE. And we will break their backs.And we will stretch for days and miles and years, Pulled across the fabric of our hopes and fears.We'll pay the price, the sacrifice.Rebels and angels, a storm on white light.Earth shakers, life takers, Passion and purpose makes men of us all.The slow rotting, the cancerous fear, The corruption, we put a stop to it here.Brothers in arms to me.RISE. And at the sound of our standing the earth will groan.RISE. And we will break their backs with the weight of our will.Give us insurrection.Give us something to say.Give us thirst for vengeance.And we will break their backs with the weight of our will.

anaphora:
give us- there are things that are lacking in order to live
we- trying to signify unity
rise-motivation

anamolies:
what does achilles have to do with this song?
earth shakers and life takers is pretty random

binary opposition:
passion and purpose
rebels and angels

Blog Prompt Response 4

Come on come onI see no changes. Wake up in the morning and I ask myself, "Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?"I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black. My stomach hurts, so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch.Cops give a damn about a negro? Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero. Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare. First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers. Give 'em guns, step back, and watch 'em kill each other. "It's time to fight back", that's what Huey said. 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead. I got love for my brother, but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other. We gotta start makin' changes.Learn to see me as a brother 'stead of 2 distant strangers. And that's how it's supposed to be. How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as kids, but things change, and that's the way it is.

(Come on, come on) That's just the way it is. Things'll never be the same. That's just the way it is. aww yeah...

I see no changes. All I see is racist faces. Misplaced hate makes disgrace for races we under.I wonder what it takes to make this one better place... let's erase the wasted.Take the evil out the people, they'll be acting right. 'Cause mo' black than white is smokin' crack tonight.And only time we chill is when we kill each other. It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other. And although it seems heaven sent, we ain't ready to see a black President, uhh. It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact... the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks. But some things will never change. Try to show another way, but they stayin' in the dope game. Now tell me what's a mother to do? Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you. You gotta operate the easy way. "I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way. Sellin' crack to the kids. "I gotta get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is.

We gotta make a change... It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes. Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live and let's change the way we treat each other. You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive.

Anaphora- During the beginning of each stanza Tupac always starts off saying, "I see no changes" I think he wanted to emphasize this point to motivate the listener to make a difference.

Repetition- The song is in first person so he repeats I, and I'm. Also he repeats "Thats the way it is."

Binary Opposition- In the first stanza he began talking about hunger then the next bar mentioned his opinion towards the police. Also he mentions that we should rid ourselves from evil and follows by saying that more blacks are smocking crack than whites.

Viva La White Girl

Viva La White Girl lyricsFame, fourtune, platinum records. Its evey boys dream. True story. Somebody asked me one time. Travie, you high. You look high. Shit, Yeah Im high. Lets go. The world is yours, so play the role. Blow the dust off this record and put the needle down slow. Our veins are cold, but we'll never grow old. Lets have a toast, and raise our drinks. No hearts on our sleeves, just eagles on our cuff links. Its such a rush to know you love me so much. We'll do whatever you want to. Girl I'll make a movie star of you. You know that I could, If you let me be your hollywood. We'll get high, and hide. We are lovers to the glamourous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. We'll get high, and hide. We are lovers to the glamourous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. Take your razor, break down my line. Put your nose to the speaker. Now breathe in, breathe in. Clean up your nose, and face the crowd. Then kiss your mirror cuz we're all stars now. Isnt it fun how music makes your lips numb. We'll do whatever you want to. Girl I'll make a movie star of you. You know that I could, If you let me be your hollywood. We'll get high, and hide. We are lovers to the glamourous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. We'll get high, and hide. We are lovers to the glamourous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. Take your razor, break down my line. Put your nose to the speaker. Now breathe in, breathe in. We'll get high, and hide. We are lovers to the glamourous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. We'll get high, and hide. We are lovers to the glamourous, white girl so fine. Going up on the downtown line. Breathe in. Breathe in. Breathe in. Breathe in

Repetition - The whole second half of the song is a complete repetition of the first half
The whole purpose of the song is talking about this girl he likes

Annabel Lee

"Annabel Lee" By: Edgar Allen Poe

It was many and many a year ago/In a kingdom by the sea/That a maiden there lived whom you may know/By the name Annabel Lee/And this maiden she lived with no other thought/Than to love and be loved by me//I was a child and she was a child/In this kingdom by the sea/But we loved with a love that was more than love/I and my Annabel Lee/With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven/Coveted her and me//And this was the reason that, long ago/In this kingdom by the sea/A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling/My beautiful Annabel Lee/So that her highborn kinsman came/And bore her away from me/To shut her up in a sepulcher/In this kingdom by the sea//The angels, not half so happy in heaven/Went envying her and me/Yes! that was the reason (as all men know/In this kingdom by the sea)/That the wind came out of the cloud by night/Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee//But our love was stronger by far than the love/Of those who were older than we/Of many far wiser than we/And neither the angels in heaven above/Nor the demons down under the sea/Can ever dissever my soul from the soul/Of the beautiful Annabel Lee//For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams/Of the beautiful Annabel Lee/And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes/Of the beautiful Annabel Lee/And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side/Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride/In the sepulcher there by the sea/In her tomb by the sounding sea

Repetition: "In this kingdom by the sea" was repeated throughout this poem, at the end of almost every phrase. Also, "wind" was said a few times. I think that that combination repeating these two phrases paints a dreary sad picture for the reader. It makes you visualize being by the sea, and along with the wind, makes you see grey skies and cold weather. It really sets the tone for this poem because its about a guy losing the love of his life.

Week 4 Blog

I Cry

Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry becuase my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.


If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasure friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.


The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
And sometimes.....
I Cry
and no one cares about why.

-Tupac Shakur



Anaphoras: I cry
-I think this phrase gives emphasis on what he's feeling. He wants people to remember that he cries too. No matter how strong or mean he may have came off to be, he's just like everyone else.

Binary Opposition:bitter and warm
It kind of makes a person realize that that's what crying does to you.

Anomalies:
I didn't notice any

Baby It's Cold Outside

I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry well Maybe just a half a drink more - Put some music on while I pour The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there Say, what's in this drink - No cabs to be had out there I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell I ought to say no, no, no, sir - Mind if I move a little closer At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my pride I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out Ahh, but it's cold outside C'mon baby I simply must go - Baby, it's cold outside The answer is no - Ooh baby, it's cold outside This welcome has been - I'm lucky that you dropped in So nice and warm -- Look out the window at that storm My sister will be suspicious - Man, your lips look so delicious My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Gosh your lips look delicious Well maybe just a half a drink more - Never such a blizzard before I've got to go home - Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there Say, lend me your comb - It's up to your knees out there You've really been grand - Your eyes are like starlight now But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Making my life long sorrow At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died I really can't stay - Get over that old out Ahh, but it's cold outside Baby it's cold outside Brr its cold….It's cold out there Cant you stay awhile longer baby Well…..I really shouldn't...alright Make it worth your while baby Ahh, do that again….

Repetition- "Baby It's Cold Outside" is used continuously throughout the entire song. This is so the crooner can influence his "beautiful" to join him a little longer. =p

Binary Opposition- The entire time the part sang by beautiful is conflicted by staying or not staying. In the end she decides to stay.

Anomalies- The part sang by beautiful or baby asks about her drink or cigeratte as if trying to distract herself from leaving.

Week 4 Blog Prompt

In class we’ve been discussing strategies for textual analysis. Specifically, we’ve practiced noticing patterns of repetition, binary oppositions, and anomalies. Observing rhetorical patterns such as these can provide an entry point into analysis. This week, post either a poem or song lyrics that you’ve found. Then, identify one such rhetorical pattern (say, the repetition of a word or phrase). Finally, arrive at some conclusion regarding the significance of that rhetorical pattern to the tone or "meaning" of the piece.

The instrument

This device allows people to communicate without using their mouths. Theyre everywhere, but whenever you seem to really need one, no one ever has one. They can come in different shapes and sizes but they all do the same task. This instrument is useful in everyday life and is used by everyone almost everyday.

Blog 3

I recently came to discover a new place where people come to hear various preachers and their sermons about different things in life; from the rules of calculation to how to write on pieces of paper, these people form in a cult fashion at different times and different days to listen to lectures on various subjects. There is one that I attended on a Monday at 9:30 in the morning where a minister was giving a lesson on how to compress buttons on a board to which a box records what buttons you pushed and then saves it so that everyone else can see what you pressed, that had to be the most ridiculous thing I had ever seen.

What am I?

It is in a little black case that i use to carry it around for those special moments that just need to be remebered. You can always find me with it but sometimes it just needs to sit home and charge. When i want to do something with it I put a little card in it so it can save some things. I open it up and a very bright light sometimes flickers for about a second. Than I go back in and wait for my turn to be plugged into the computer so I can go on Facebook. What am I.

Blog Prompt Week 3

The ritual of patrolling an area of land is one many do daily, some during the day some during the night. These people will jog around a pre-set area with headphones on as if listening to what each other are saying or viewing. The area these people patrol is usually circular in nature with their residence at a point on the circumference of the circle. They will wave and smile as they pass each other as if they know of the other person but don't quite trust them. I guess the patrol is one of paranoia watching the area around which they live for signs of trouble.

Blog Prompt Week 3

This object is rectangular in shape and leads to many different views. You can go through a wide variety of emotions, from happiness to sadness, even horror. This object is usually always in use when people are relaxing at home. It can conform to anyone's interest with a simple push of a button.

Blog Prompt 3

This can cause great pain to ones mouth if not used properly. The object consists of a stick with a circular shape on top. It is edible, but you have to remove a crinkled piece of plastic in order for this to happen. It comes in a variety of colors but if a person puts the object in their mouth long enough, the end result is the same. To get to the end result, you have to get through the beginning. The beginning can take either a long time or a short time depending on if one bites down on the hard, circular service (hence cause of great pain). However, the end result is a favorite among most people. A person keeps this in their mouth or makes an spherical shape outside their mouth that lasts for a very short time.  This object is very sticky and one would not want this near hair, rugs, or any other articles of clothing. Again, this can last for hours or a few minutes, depending on the taste and texture. Often it is given away at barber shops, banks, schools and other places you can find sugar-crazed people.  

This object is hated by all the students in my opninion because of the noise that it makes. Its noise signifies something. To me, it is a start of my day. Although it is very pretty and cute but I don't really like it because when the power goes out, it goes out as well. When the power is on again, the light keeps on twitching unless we fix it. It is a rectangular box with many confusing buttons I think. I can never get it right when I first got it. It is placed next to my bed where the lamp and my glasses are. I don't usually dust it very much so as of right now it is very dusty. I think I should go and dust it now.

The Box

The object I am going to describe is a rectangular box. This box has a piece of rectangular glass in the center. This object has many miscellenous buttons along the bottom of the rectangle. It is usually black in color and reflects images when the power is off. When power is on the box has moving images. There are many cords in the back of this box, as well as places to plug cords into.

Blog prompt week 3

The rainmaker: In every home I see at least one of these. Everyone in the home uses it but never at the same time. its a room within a room. A very small room. Sometimes with clear glass on one of the sides. A door or drape is the portal to enter. Once inside there are a series of knobs. After turning them, I hear a noise as if I am about to take off on an airplane; and within a second, rain covers me and I am soaked head to toe.

Looking for the first time at this thing, I wouldn't even know where to begin. It's kind of like a rectangle, yet has many small buttons. Should I try and push them? Yes, when you push the soft button pads it makes a beeping sound. When the thing beeps these lines show up on this clear see through plate. If you push the buttons in a sequence, it talks to you. I wonder who is in this little rectangle that is talking back to me? They don't seem to know me. I wonder?

Week 3 Blog Prompt: Making the Ordinary Extraordinary

In Horace Miner’s “Body Ritual Among the Nacirema,” everyday American spaces, objects and rituals are de-familiarized in order paint a picture of Americans as a strangely fastidious, ritual-obsessed culture (the way outsiders might describe us). This process of “making the familiar strange and the strange familiar” is something that ethnographers and fieldworkers must navigate as they investigate and write about cultures.

For this prompt, take something that’s familiar to you and reexamine it as if you were seeing it for the first time. Try something simple (an everyday object, the way you style your hair, drive a car, take in the mail, or prepare for a sporting event.) Describe the object or ritual in detail, and identify what might seem strange or extraordinary to others.

my tardy week 2

I know this kinda late and I probably wont get credit but I took time to think about it so I might as well do it. My best and worst teacher would have to be my physics teacher during my junior year.He was the worst because he really enjoyed messing with people and failing people. If you've ever seen the show scrubs, he was like the teacher version of dr cox. In an ironic twist he was also one of the best teachers I ever had because his class was the only class I ever took in high school where I learned relevant info that can actually help me out later on in life.I barely passed his class but he taught in such a way that now I have a part of my brain devoted to physics. Its hard to look at everyday life stuff without thinking about the physics behind it but it makes fights and car crashes alot cooler.

My best teacher

The best teacher i had in high school was my tech ed teacher. He was the colest teacher in the school becuse he didn't care what people did and he would let it slide. But if he didn't like you or new that you were a trouble maker, he would be mean and make u do alot of work. This teacher liked every one is his class and in the school. In class, the work wouldn't have to be done completely and we would be a good grade on the project.

Ms. Skinner

Unfortunately, I understand that I am probably not the only one who has had this tragic problem. My worst teacher was also my best. Ms. Skinner was by far my hardest teacher I have had. Now some might argue, just because they are hard does not mean that they are terrible.

Ms. Skinner had standards above the normal high school teacher, and from what I have seen recently she has higher standards than almost all of my college classes. For a junior year U.S. History teacher, a college student will have a difficult time. Though, for this reason she was my best teacher because it forced me to learn on my own, and now almost all of my college courses seem pretty moderate in difficulty.

Ms. Skinner was a difficult teacher due to her need for all homework to be done on time, with a ridiculous amount to be completed in the small amount of time. An example is her need for 20 pages to be read the evening assigned, then an 8 to 10 page outline written for this. This was a normal stress. Even higher level students with continues good marks had problems with this teacher.

When it came to writing, it was the new things she wanted us to use in our writing, but at the same time we had no understanding of. For example we had to write a research paper using a new style of sourcing, yet she would not teach us this new style of sourcing. This method failed she realised. Half the class failed that assignment, but it was okay because we had a second chance.

None the less, everything at the moment had to be done, on time. Under to little time. It was very stressful. Although, if it was not for her. I do not think that I would understand the United States as well, nor would I be as prepared for college.

Week 2

My favorite teacher hands down is my 12 grade AP English teacher Mrs. Scott. At the beginning of the year i was not her best student because English was not one of my better subjects but she continually worked with me until i got to the level i needed too be at. Her teaching method was very effective with me because i am a hands on learner and she taught using several hands on methods such as group projects and group discussions. When it came time for the senior trip she came with us and it was a great experience hanging out with her and all our friends in Florida instead of in the class room so the whole class became friends with her and i still consider her a friend to this day. That is why she is my favorite teacher .

The Best Teacher

During my 11th grade year in high school my English teacher, Ms. Brown, really left an everlasting impression on my life. She was very loving and refreshing compared to every teacher I have had. One main reason why she was able to connect with the entire class was due to her young age. I also looked to her as a mentor because I could discuss any issue with her. Her ethnicity and cultural background also influenced the strong connection between her, myself, and my classmates. My style of learning leans more towards an interactive method of teaching, which Ms. Brown is the master this skill. Overall learning was more exciting and easy because of her enthusiastic personality.

Week 2

The best teacher I ever had was my high school Physics teacher. He always made class so interactive and gave us lots of projects throughout the whole year so that we could really see the concepts "in motion". He was also enthusiastic and had an attitude that was addicting. The class was never boring and you never walked out without learning something new. 

Week 2

The best teacher I have ever had was my Psychology and Sociology teacher. Her name was Mrs.Sayer. Mrs.Sayer made class fun no matter what. Normally teachers just give instructions. But she was very enthusiased about what she teaches. She was also very motivating. Being bored in one of her classes is almost impossible. Mrs.Sayer was someone who help me confirm my major as Psychology. My 11th and 12th grade years of high school were fun due to her teaching techniques.

Week 2

The best teacher I ever had was my junior year of high school. I was taking AP psychology and had a teacher named Mr. Wheeler. He did not spend the whole class time lecturing or teaching from our book. He engaged the students while at the same time challenging them to look at things in a new or different way. He taught in a way that made students want to come to class and actually participate. He told incredible stories and led great classroom discussions. He was able to relate the material to our lives as high schoolers which made class that much more fun. He actually wanted us to know the material not just memorize for tests or the AP exam. He put the effort into each and every one of us and treated us as adults who could make their own decisions and draw their own conclusions. He made sure we all knew he was genuiely there for us if we needed anything, even if it wasn't school related. He would give assignments such as art projects which tied into perceptions in the psychological realm. He also gave us assignments that helped us to get to know one another and form a strong class bond. Many people in my class, including Mr. Wheeler, I still keep in touch with. And, best of all, I still remember much of what I learned that year, including the lessons not found in out textbook.

Week Two Blog Prompt

Describe either the best or the worst teacher you’ve ever had during your career as a student. What was it about that individual’s teaching style that you liked/disliked? Try to relate this back to your own individual method of learning and writing. Were you compatible? Incompatible? Was he/she more or less relatable because of age? Culture? The way the classroom was set up? Try to think of specific assignments, lectures, class activities, etc. that caused you to form the opinion you did.