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 <description>Monday&lt;br /&gt;
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It is 6:30 in the morning on Monday. Monday’s are always the worst day of the week. This Monday would probably turn out to be the worst Monday of my entire life. I crawled out of bed and got dressed for school. It was my senior year of stupid high school and I was so beyond ready to graduate and get out of my family’s crazy house. My mother always cooked me a good breakfast in the morning. In my half awaken and half sleeping state, I charged down the stairs following the smell of her famous eggs and bacon, when I suddenly stumbled and landed at the bottom of the stairs flat on my face.</description>
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 <title>Last Week</title>
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 <description>This week has been very stressful because of final exams coming up. I am borderline failing two of my classes and if i do fail my dad is going to make me go to UNF in Jacksonville. He will refuse to pay for me to go to school here, so i really can not fail because i like going to FSU.</description>
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 <title>DDDD</title>
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 <description>It is 6:30 in the morning on Monday. Monday’s are always the worst days of the week. This Monday would probably turn out to be the worst Monday of my entire life. I crawled out of bed that and got dressed for school. It was my senior year of stupid high school and I was so beyond ready to graduate and get out of my family’s crazy house. My mother always cooked me a good breakfast in the morning. In my half awaken and half sleeping state, I charged down the stairs following the smell of her famous eggs and bacon, when I suddenly stumbled and landed at the bottom of the stairs flat on my face.</description>
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 <title>Camping</title>
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 <description>This week is going by so slowly. I can not wait until tomarrow when my dad comes and picks me up to go camping for Thanksgtiving. We go camping every year and cook our mean over a bonfire. It makes the food taste so much better cooked like that.</description>
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 <title>Good Job</title>
 <link>http://cyberdash.net/celfa03/node/view/1658</link>
 <description>After completing 1000 words to my draft, I feel as though I improved the draft just a little bit.  Basically I added more detail so it is easier to visualize what exactly is taking place in the story. I chose not to add more dialogue but instead to just elaborate on the main characters thoughts a little more.</description>
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 <title>Explorotory DDD</title>
 <link>http://cyberdash.net/celfa03/node/view/1657</link>
 <description>It is 6:30 in the morning on Monday. Monday’s are always the worst days of the week. This Monday would probably turn out to be the worst Monday of my entire life. I crawled out of bed that and got dressed for school. It was my senior year of stupid high school and I was so beyond ready to graduate and get out of my family’s crazy house. My mother always cooked me a good breakfast in the morning. In my half awaken and half sleeping state, I charged down the stairs following the smell of  her famous eggs and bacon, when I suddenly stumbled and landed at the bottom of the stairs flat on my face.</description>
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 <title>The other journal that i forgot last week,</title>
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 <description>I forgot both of my stupid journals this week. I really hope i dont get points off. I went home on Sunday and that is where i am right now. My dad bought me and my brother tickets to see Jesus Christ Superstar.</description>
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 <title>Journal that is late</title>
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 <description>Man..I completly forgot to write my journals for this week so even though i am not allowd to write two on the same day i am going todoit anyways. This Saturday night was fun because i had my Lambda Alpha Epsilon LAE fraternity banquet.</description>
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 <title>MemoMemoMemo</title>
 <link>http://cyberdash.net/celfa03/node/view/1563</link>
 <description>This revision assignment really helped my struggling paper. Just by adding dialogue alone really put some life into my draft. I enjoy reading dialogue more than descriptive paragraphs. I still feel like this draft could be a whole lot better but I know it has greatly improved from before.</description>
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 <title>Draft 4D</title>
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 <description>It was 6:30 in the morning on a Monday. Monday’s are always the worst days of the week. This Monday would probably turn out to be the worst Monday of my entire life. I woke up that morning and got dressed for school. I was a senior in high school and beyond ready to graduate and get out of my family’s crazy house. My mother always cooked me a good breakfast in the morning. In my half awaken and half sleeping state, I charged down the stairs to eat some of her famous eggs and bacon, when I stumbled and landed at the bottom of the stairs flat on my face.</description>
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 <title>Bored</title>
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 <description>This week has been going by pretty slowly. Its homecoming week and I imagined it would be more exciting because it was a college homecoming, however it has been pretty quiet and boring. This Friday I am going to the PowWow and hopefully that will be fun.</description>
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 <title>Bad draft</title>
 <link>http://cyberdash.net/celfa03/node/view/1431</link>
 <description>This draft was extremely hard to write because I had no ideas for any fiction story. I am not good at creative writing at all. I am probably better at creative writing than research writing but it just puts you on the spot to think of an idea.</description>
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 <title>Draft D</title>
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 <description>It was 6:30 in the morning on a Monday. Monday’s are always the worst days of the week. This Monday would be especially bad for a girl named Deveroux. She woke up that morning and got dressed for school. She was a senior in high school and ready to graduate and get out of her house. She ran downstairs to eat some eggs and bacon that her mother made for her. On her way down she tripped and landed at the bottom of the stairs on her head. Great way to start the day. Her car was a 2003 Mustang, a birthday present from her parents.</description>
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 <title>Fishing</title>
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 <description>On Veteran's Day me and a few friends took a little road trip out to the Gulf of Mexico to do some fishing. It was really cool to see the ocean again and just get off campus and out of Tallahassee for awhile.</description>
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 <title>Tow Truck people and Ramen Noodles should DIE</title>
 <link>http://cyberdash.net/celfa03/node/view/1361</link>
 <description>That Brown Essay was the longest thing to read in the world, yet it was still a good essay. This week has been one of my many weeks from hell and it only Wednesday. First off I want to tell everyone to be VERY VERY careful when eating Ramen Noodles because I burnt the SHIT out of my leg by spilling boiling hot, right off the stove, noodles on myself. I now have three huge blisters on my thigh. It is very gross looking and I am probably going to go to Thagard to get some medicine so I do not die of an infection or something. Then my wonderful car got towed again because I parked in a service spot when there was no sign. That cost me 150 bucks because it took me a few days to get the money. I HATE all tow truck people. There goal in life is to rob college students. They know we have no money and to do not seem to care. Anyway that is all I feel like writing today because I am in a bad mood. I think I reached my 150 word limit anyway.</description>
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