A Message to Mr. Dwyer

Mr. Dwyer, I wish to appologise via blogspot about being so slow to get stuff in, i shall try harder to get things in on time, and i have the Utopia writing that i will try to remember to get to you on Monday

thanks for being so cool with late work
-Alex

Creative Writing: Clash of Cultures

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The Year is 2050, unfortunatly, the nation of Poland has lost controll of their Fission reactors. The entire nation has been covored in nuclear fall out. The newly established codes of their government state that all who are clean of radiation are to wear blue.
Brenda Burgh has just escaped to the nearby nation of Ukrain. Due to the recent arguements about where the fig originated from, the nations have broken all contact with each other; Ukrain has no idea of the plight that has befallen Poland. Upon Arival, Brenda had doned her Blue suit imediatly, assuming Ukrain would have heard of the massive wasteland on its border... they hadn't. You can imagine how this might be rather awkward...

High school starting the transition into a Brave New World

It's very surprising how, to someone who is noticed less in typical high school society, (no, I'm not "Emo," or even depressed in any way) this book seems to replicate the typical High school society. At any given point, while school is in session, you can look around the halls and see the conformists that make up the entire "popular" high school class. Everybody seems to spend money to look exactly like any other given person. whether they all wear the same clothes, or dye their hair in the same way, its quite sad really.
The book Brave New World shows exactly what I'm disgussing, in a complete world view. Everybody has their pre-determined class, and within that class, each person tends to dress, and act EXACTLY the same. Yet, in this book, there features one person who does not wish to follow the trends of every day life. This also tends to happen within highschool: The girl who wishes to keep her breasts inside her shirt. The guy who doesn't think about sex everyday of their life. Yes, these people are out there, however, they are forced to conform to the typical "Show off your breasts/have sex with your girlfriend whenever possible." out of simplistic fear of having paper balls thrown at them. Paper balls as a metaphor for the dislike, the judgements given to them from those that are content in being another similar face in the crowd. Sometimes, you need to wonder, why are people so content when they have given up all individuality...