Complete the exercises for Pattern 8 and 9 in TASS, if you haven't already. Then, in a comment, please write a paragraph that uses at least 3 vocabulary words from Week 6, and has at least one sentence that uses Pattern 8 or 9.
Sophomore year is the time when high school students think they know everything and they tend to act rather immature. Sophomores act tangential when they change the subject, when they daydream, when they don’t pay attention. Teachers think they are loquacious during classes because they never close their mouths. They are best described as sophomoric.
I see being sick as a malediction. Even more so when I get obdurate viruses, when I am too weak to move, when focusing is a paramount struggle. When I feel sick I become pugnacious and far from loquacious. The segue from feeling fine to being sick is overwhelming. My sojourn at home is the worst part. Even my sophomoric personality cannot save me from boredom. When I am sick all I look forward to is returning to me quotidian routine with school and socializing.
My favorite past time is scuba diving. I learned how to dive last year with my father and have become rather good. I am fortunate enough to say I do not have the malediction of fear while scuba diving. Many people crumble under the thought that they are 100 ft. underwater and are relying on a tank of air to support them but I am not one of them. When I float upside down, when I feel surrounded by fish, when I can barely see the light above me, I feel right at piece. At this time, I have no paramount fears or any bad emotions, just feelings of bliss. My favorite aspect of this past time is the possibility of a non sequitur, like when you are just swimming a long and randomly a sea turtle gently crosses paths with you.
I've got to give kudos to people that are good at history research papers. When you know the exact books to pick out, when you know just how to organize your body paragraphs, when you write the perfect notecards, when you get the only A. I find this impossible to do. I view research papers as a malediction. Being an obdurate person, it's hard for me to admit when I'm doing something wrong. However, being a sophomoric person, I tend to be wrong often. These tend to be the reasons why I tend to do horribly on research papers.
I give kudos to those who have paramount grades, who are philanthropic and social, and who can manage arts and sports at the same time on a quotidian basis. It's hard to keep up with the many activities happening around you during the school year, doing well in photography, doing well in math class, doing well in debate. There is quotidian homework, which takes up a big part of students' nights. And after homework is finished, students (and teachers) are always tired and replete. To those people who can actually manage everything - you deserve a remuneration!
People say that I worry to much, that I get too stressed, that I work too hard. However, I don't see these things as a malediction. When I worry about something, I become very obdurate and get overcome by determination- a determination that no one can stop. Whether it's philanthropic work or just school work, I'm going to make sure I do my best!
Dear spastic people, When you are trapped inside a room with a loquacious person, when the person acts with sophomoric behavior, when you show signs of a conspicuous rant, just take a chill pill. It will reduce your stress and cool your anger. I suggest you ignore the irksome bastard and let his chants annoy his ears first. Thank you for listening audience. Yours truly, Dr.Phill
My mother used to be a misanthrope because she hated associating with people and thought everyone was evil. During this time period a quotidian occurence was a shouting match between me, my sister, and her where she kept yelling that she hated us. Thankfully, this behavior was not perennial, and she soon sought help to overcome her malediction of hating people. Her therapist said that if she stopped yelling at us, if she explains what she is feeling to us, if she learns to have a productive conversation with people, then she will finally be a philanthopist.
Sophomores are...sophomoric. Because they procrastinate, because they make immature jokes, because they are pugnacious, I feel this way. However, sophomores aren't all bad. Many, especially those at Kinkaid, merit kudos for balancing tough academic and extracurricular schedules. In fact, many suffer a malediction of doing too many extracurricular activities!
I love visiting my cousins in San Jose every summer. However, my younger cousin is quite loquacious, it's like a malediction. He literally talks non-stop. His favorite thing to do is tell us stories, which are rarely true, which include many tangential points, that have many segues. He is also very obdurate so if anyone is not listening he can become very pugnacious and grumpy. Nevertheless, when he is in a good mood he can be extremely adorable and fun to play with, and I still love my sojourns in their house.
I'm very tired right now. I want to go to sleep, and I don't feel like being loquacious at dinner tonight. I feel like I am under a malediction that causes my body to shut down if I don't get at least seven hours of sleep each night. I realize this might seem like a non sequitur topic, but sleep was the first thing that came to my mind when I read the assignment. If I'm lethargic tomorrow, if I seem taciturn, if my pugnacious spirit can not be found, then I apologize because I am exhausted.
When nothing you do seems to go your way;when it feels like the world has put an unjust malediction upon you; when every time you interact with someone, you act like a misanthrope and instead of talking to them, you spit out polemics left and right, that is when you have to give kudos to the perennial friends who stick by your side through your quotidian problems. Someone like this isn't pugnacious, even when you are obdurate. Instead, they are the kind of good-natured philanthropic person who loves people, and you. They make sure that their help doesn't just make you feel good for a minute or two, but that it is superfluous solution and brings a smile to your face every single day. It seems as if they can sojourn in your mind and fix every little pain or problem you have. Unfortunately, the world around us is not replete with awesome friends like these, and they do not make up a preponderance of your peers. Some people are scared of fixing problems, always tangential when their friends talk about their problems. They just segue into new topics instead of helping their friends out. Then, there are the many sophomoric people are ostentatious about their “amazing people skills,” and just look for a person with a problem who can give them remuneration. Too many loquacious people think that just talking to you makes you feel better. The world needs people who can see a problem and find a logical solution, not some non sequitur designed to divert the topic.
I hate when people think they are better then you. When they are obdurate, when they act paramount, when they are ostentatious, when they realize they're being sophomoric, you might have given up. On a quotidian basis they think about their mistakes. One day they might apologize. The next day you find yourself in a polemic, your confused because of their non sequitur behavior, your asking yourself if things can ever be fixed.
When I was younger I played club soccer. Eventually I could not take it anymore, but to my friends who still do it, I give them kudos. When you have to play in tournaments every weekend, when you have to go to long practices after school, when you barely have time for homework or even to be social, life can seem very tiring and difficult. Around the time I quit, every time I had to go to a practice or game I felt my parents were putting a malediction upon me. All the time I would act very conspicuous about showing them my anger and frustration. They would get angry at first because they did not want me to quit, but eventually they gave in.
I once had to be in my cousin's wedding. The wedding was replete with lavish decorations, and was a bit over the top. She wanted me to be a bridesmaid and therefore, forced me into going with her to a dress fitting to find the dress for all of the bridesmaids to wear down the aisle. We walked into the extravagant dress shop and immediately she started piling dress on top of dress into my hands. The first dress was not my favorite. Because it seemed ostentatious, because the detailing was superfluous, because it didn't suit me, I decided not to wear the ornate dress. After hours and hours of trying on dress after dress, we finally decided on one for all of the bridesmaids.
I find it quite ironic that pugs do not have a pugnacious manner. I have never met a pug that has tried to attack me or attack other dogs. It seems as if they would not be able to fight another dog with their smushed up faces, therefore making it extremely difficult for them to breathe. I am not trying to give the impression that dog fighting is right, (Because it's not!) but merely trying to make a point. I am sorry that you have to read this Ms. Fleming because I know that pugs are not your favorite. However, I do not want you to think this is a sophomoric attempt to write a blog entry. I am sorry if you feel disgusted, if you feel hatred, if you feel awkward, by my choice of topic! Another misleading word I noticed was segue. It's meaning is not misleading but the pronunciation of the word is confusing. It makes sense that it means to transition from one part to another but if you don't know how to say it correctly, then the word can be totally misleading.
My favorite sport is lacrosse. However, there is a superfluous amount of work involved. Many times I question if the work is helpful, if the drill help us improve, if the running is really that important to the coaches. According to the coaches our running, sprinting back and forth across a field will help us become the paramount lacrosse team. Any sophomoric behavior is quickly extinguished when one of our several running times pop up. I hope the ends justify the means.
The sport I love is basketball, despite the superfluous time in the gym it takes to be good at it. Even though we may act sophomoric sometimes it helps us get through the workout. When we are not acting like that we are focused, we are intense , we are competing, just to get better for the season. Some days we are a little pugnacious and have 3 to 4 fights just cause someone hit to hard or someone was having a bad day
Many of my friends are quite loquacious. Sometimes talking with them is fun and interesting, however, it can be irksome when they bring up non-sequiturs in the middle of a serious gossip session, when they say sophomoric things, when they fight over superfluous details. On occasion they make me feel like a misanthrope because even though I don't like to chat quite as much as they do, sometimes I can hardly get a word in edgewise, and that makes me crazy. I do love my "chatty cathy" friends, but sometimes I wish they would pipe down.
Sometimes people work hard and do superfluous work for kudos, some people work hard for remuneration, and some people work hard to please their team and some people work hard for their families. However, the greatest kind of hard work is the work a person does for themselves. Hard work should become a quotidian action done for the purpose of proving to yourself that you're tough and strong.
When I can find the time, I love to cook. I usually bake cookies for my brother, who, as a teenage boy, loves it when there's a preponderance of delicious food around. Cooking is fun for me, so it's just an added perk when someone in my family gives me kudos for what I just made by thanking me. I don't get to cook nearly as often as I would like. When I have to deal with my quotidian load of work from school, when I'm too tired, when our kitchen isn't replete with the necessary ingredients, I can't cook. However, when I can, it's one of my favorite hobbies!
When misanthropes attack, when obdurate people appear, when sophomoric people refuse to back down, i will appear! My udderal discharge attacks disarm and incapacitate the fiends that roam the dark alleys. I am justice, i am truth, and am vengence, I AM MIlKMAN!
I was thinking today about how sometimes i just hate my friends little brother. This is from his sophomoric attitude and his belief that he's the coolest person ever. He always feels paramount to anyone in the room which has been a perennial trait of his. I promise I'm not just being misanthropic, trust me, he is superfluously idiotic, loquaciously saying idiotic maledictions and acting in idiotic, pugnacious ways because of his obduracy.
Sophomore year is the time when high school students think they know everything and they tend to act rather immature. Sophomores act tangential when they change the subject, when they daydream, when they don’t pay attention. Teachers think they are loquacious during classes because they never close their mouths. They are best described as sophomoric.
ReplyDeleteI see being sick as a malediction. Even more so when I get obdurate viruses, when I am too weak to move, when focusing is a paramount struggle. When I feel sick I become pugnacious and far from loquacious. The segue from feeling fine to being sick is overwhelming. My sojourn at home is the worst part. Even my sophomoric personality cannot save me from boredom. When I am sick all I look forward to is returning to me quotidian routine with school and socializing.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite past time is scuba diving. I learned how to dive last year with my father and have become rather good. I am fortunate enough to say I do not have the malediction of fear while scuba diving. Many people crumble under the thought that they are 100 ft. underwater and are relying on a tank of air to support them but I am not one of them. When I float upside down, when I feel surrounded by fish, when I can barely see the light above me, I feel right at piece. At this time, I have no paramount fears or any bad emotions, just feelings of bliss. My favorite aspect of this past time is the possibility of a non sequitur, like when you are just swimming a long and randomly a sea turtle gently crosses paths with you.
ReplyDeleteI've got to give kudos to people that are good at history research papers. When you know the exact books to pick out, when you know just how to organize your body paragraphs, when you write the perfect notecards, when you get the only A. I find this impossible to do. I view research papers as a malediction. Being an obdurate person, it's hard for me to admit when I'm doing something wrong. However, being a sophomoric person, I tend to be wrong often. These tend to be the reasons why I tend to do horribly on research papers.
ReplyDeleteI give kudos to those who have paramount grades, who are philanthropic and social, and who can manage arts and sports at the same time on a quotidian basis. It's hard to keep up with the many activities happening around you during the school year, doing well in photography, doing well in math class, doing well in debate. There is quotidian homework, which takes up a big part of students' nights. And after homework is finished, students (and teachers) are always tired and replete. To those people who can actually manage everything - you deserve a remuneration!
ReplyDeletePeople say that I worry to much, that I get too stressed, that I work too hard. However, I don't see these things as a malediction. When I worry about something, I become very obdurate and get overcome by determination- a determination that no one can stop. Whether it's philanthropic work or just school work, I'm going to make sure I do my best!
ReplyDeleteDear spastic people,
ReplyDeleteWhen you are trapped inside a room with a loquacious person, when the person acts with sophomoric behavior, when you show signs of a conspicuous rant, just take a chill pill. It will reduce your stress and cool your anger. I suggest you ignore the irksome bastard and let his chants annoy his ears first. Thank you for listening audience.
Yours truly,
Dr.Phill
My mother used to be a misanthrope because she hated associating with people and thought everyone was evil. During this time period a quotidian occurence was a shouting match between me, my sister, and her where she kept yelling that she hated us. Thankfully, this behavior was not perennial, and she soon sought help to overcome her malediction of hating people. Her therapist said that if she stopped yelling at us, if she explains what she is feeling to us, if she learns to have a productive conversation with people, then she will finally be a philanthopist.
ReplyDeleteSophomores are...sophomoric. Because they procrastinate, because they make immature jokes, because they are pugnacious, I feel this way. However, sophomores aren't all bad. Many, especially those at Kinkaid, merit kudos for balancing tough academic and extracurricular schedules. In fact, many suffer a malediction of doing too many extracurricular activities!
ReplyDeleteI love visiting my cousins in San Jose every summer. However, my younger cousin is quite loquacious, it's like a malediction. He literally talks non-stop. His favorite thing to do is tell us stories, which are rarely true, which include many tangential points, that have many segues. He is also very obdurate so if anyone is not listening he can become very pugnacious and grumpy. Nevertheless, when he is in a good mood he can be extremely adorable and fun to play with, and I still love my sojourns in their house.
ReplyDeleteI'm very tired right now. I want to go to sleep, and I don't feel like being loquacious at dinner tonight. I feel like I am under a malediction that causes my body to shut down if I don't get at least seven hours of sleep each night. I realize this might seem like a non sequitur topic, but sleep was the first thing that came to my mind when I read the assignment. If I'm lethargic tomorrow, if I seem taciturn, if my pugnacious spirit can not be found, then I apologize because I am exhausted.
ReplyDeleteWhen nothing you do seems to go your way;when it feels like the world has put an unjust malediction upon you; when every time you interact with someone, you act like a misanthrope and instead of talking to them, you spit out polemics left and right, that is when you have to give kudos to the perennial friends who stick by your side through your quotidian problems. Someone like this isn't pugnacious, even when you are obdurate. Instead, they are the kind of good-natured philanthropic person who loves people, and you. They make sure that their help doesn't just make you feel good for a minute or two, but that it is superfluous solution and brings a smile to your face every single day. It seems as if they can sojourn in your mind and fix every little pain or problem you have. Unfortunately, the world around us is not replete with awesome friends like these, and they do not make up a preponderance of your peers. Some people are scared of fixing problems, always tangential when their friends talk about their problems. They just segue into new topics instead of helping their friends out. Then, there are the many sophomoric people are ostentatious about their “amazing people skills,” and just look for a person with a problem who can give them remuneration. Too many loquacious people think that just talking to you makes you feel better. The world needs people who can see a problem and find a logical solution, not some non sequitur designed to divert the topic.
ReplyDeleteI hate when people think they are better then you. When they are obdurate, when they act paramount, when they are ostentatious, when they realize they're being sophomoric, you might have given up. On a quotidian basis they think about their mistakes. One day they might apologize. The next day you find yourself in a polemic, your confused because of their non sequitur behavior, your asking yourself if things can ever be fixed.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was younger I played club soccer. Eventually I could not take it anymore, but to my friends who still do it, I give them kudos. When you have to play in tournaments every weekend, when you have to go to long practices after school, when you barely have time for homework or even to be social, life can seem very tiring and difficult. Around the time I quit, every time I had to go to a practice or game I felt my parents were putting a malediction upon me. All the time I would act very conspicuous about showing them my anger and frustration. They would get angry at first because they did not want me to quit, but eventually they gave in.
ReplyDeleteI once had to be in my cousin's wedding. The wedding was replete with lavish decorations, and was a bit over the top. She wanted me to be a bridesmaid and therefore, forced me into going with her to a dress fitting to find the dress for all of the bridesmaids to wear down the aisle. We walked into the extravagant dress shop and immediately she started piling dress on top of dress into my hands. The first dress was not my favorite. Because it seemed ostentatious, because the detailing was superfluous, because it didn't suit me, I decided not to wear the ornate dress. After hours and hours of trying on dress after dress, we finally decided on one for all of the bridesmaids.
ReplyDeleteI find it quite ironic that pugs do not have a pugnacious manner. I have never met a pug that has tried to attack me or attack other dogs. It seems as if they would not be able to fight another dog with their smushed up faces, therefore making it extremely difficult for them to breathe. I am not trying to give the impression that dog fighting is right, (Because it's not!) but merely trying to make a point. I am sorry that you have to read this Ms. Fleming because I know that pugs are not your favorite. However, I do not want you to think this is a sophomoric attempt to write a blog entry. I am sorry if you feel disgusted, if you feel hatred, if you feel awkward, by my choice of topic! Another misleading word I noticed was segue. It's meaning is not misleading but the pronunciation of the word is confusing. It makes sense that it means to transition from one part to another but if you don't know how to say it correctly, then the word can be totally misleading.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite sport is lacrosse. However, there is a superfluous amount of work involved. Many times I question if the work is helpful, if the drill help us improve, if the running is really that important to the coaches. According to the coaches our running, sprinting back and forth across a field will help us become the paramount lacrosse team. Any sophomoric behavior is quickly extinguished when one of our several running times pop up. I hope the ends justify the means.
ReplyDeleteThe sport I love is basketball, despite the superfluous time in the gym it takes to be good at it. Even though we may act sophomoric sometimes it helps us get through the workout. When we are not acting like that we are focused, we are intense , we are competing, just to get better for the season. Some days we are a little pugnacious and have 3 to 4 fights just cause someone hit to hard or someone was having a bad day
ReplyDeleteMany of my friends are quite loquacious. Sometimes talking with them is fun and interesting, however, it can be irksome when they bring up non-sequiturs in the middle of a serious gossip session, when they say sophomoric things, when they fight over superfluous details. On occasion they make me feel like a misanthrope because even though I don't like to chat quite as much as they do, sometimes I can hardly get a word in edgewise, and that makes me crazy. I do love my "chatty cathy" friends, but sometimes I wish they would pipe down.
ReplyDeleteSometimes people work hard and do superfluous work for kudos, some people work hard for remuneration, and some people work hard to please their team and some people work hard for their families. However, the greatest kind of hard work is the work a person does for themselves. Hard work should become a quotidian action done for the purpose of proving to yourself that you're tough and strong.
ReplyDeleteWhen I can find the time, I love to cook. I usually bake cookies for my brother, who, as a teenage boy, loves it when there's a preponderance of delicious food around. Cooking is fun for me, so it's just an added perk when someone in my family gives me kudos for what I just made by thanking me. I don't get to cook nearly as often as I would like. When I have to deal with my quotidian load of work from school, when I'm too tired, when our kitchen isn't replete with the necessary ingredients, I can't cook. However, when I can, it's one of my favorite hobbies!
ReplyDeleteWhen misanthropes attack, when obdurate people appear, when sophomoric people refuse to back down, i will appear! My udderal discharge attacks disarm and incapacitate the fiends that roam the dark alleys. I am justice, i am truth, and am vengence, I AM MIlKMAN!
ReplyDeleteI was thinking today about how sometimes i just hate my friends little brother. This is from his sophomoric attitude and his belief that he's the coolest person ever. He always feels paramount to anyone in the room which has been a perennial trait of his. I promise I'm not just being misanthropic, trust me, he is superfluously idiotic, loquaciously saying idiotic maledictions and acting in idiotic, pugnacious ways because of his obduracy.
ReplyDelete