... something about my room. First, I was shock, then I used Chinese to answer her. The waiter was kind too. She started using Spanish, Japanese, French to answer me, but he never used Chinese. If he used Chinese, then that will be the time for me to reply. I run to my father's room, crying, and telling that someone is in my room and I doesn't know why he was there. After my father solved the problem for me. We were all laughing about it. My father said, "In the Philippines, eating with hands are their culture, you will never see this in Taiwan." In Taiwan, everybody use chopsticks to eat. Nobody will use spoon and ...

... that has nothing else to do with his time. My name is Luis Rivera, also known as "Knightmare" in the cyberworld. Some people can call me a hacker, others can just call me smart. I don't prefer being called a hacker due to the fact (of which I stated earlier) that people, especially business people, make it sound like a hacker is someone who destroys precious information in which they have spent so much of their valuable time retrieving. I feel that is just a bunch of (excuse my vulgarity) crap. I feel people should have the right to know what they want to know without being accused of breaking and ent ...

... the smallest he could find. I remember how gigantic it was. I was so afraid of it and there was no way that I was going to control that monster-sized material. The bicycle remained in my backyard as a decoration for a month because I refused to ride it. Honestly, I was scared to try it. After a month, my dad gave me a lecture to teach me what being a man was all about. I was finally determined to try it. My dad was proud of me and I felt very manly. He and I went to the park to see what we could do there. The park was empty when we arrived. I had no dought that my dad told everybody not to ...

... in my stomach! Still, I kept my over exaggerated , nervous smile, after all, this was my idea. I was greeted by the piercing assistant who had both eyebrows, her septum, nostril, tongue, belly , and lip pierced. It gave me some sense of comfort knowing she had survived all those un-natural holes, courtesy of In the Flesh . Tiffany was giggling nervously looking around the store . The pierced girl gave us a paper we needed to fill out, we gave them to Tiffany's mom to sign on the line stating that we had authorization from an adult .The girl showed us all the body jewelry we could choose from to pierce our na ...

... while in the mountains. Nature is such an escape for me. Breathing in the fresh crisp air and feeling it rush through my system leaves me with a sensation as clean and pure as the air. Taking in the majestic sights the mountains have to offer gives me such a refreshed feeling—sometimes city life can leave one with a cold emptiness. Hiking through unmarked paths makes me curious to explore the new territory. I often think of Robert Frost’s “The Road Less Traveled� when passing through these sections. Sometimes I sit and observe all of nature’s critters at work: rabbits digging, squirrels playing, ...

... and following a line of cars that are going thirty- five miles an hour in a fifty zone does not help. A sigh of relief passed through the car as we came into Burlington. Justin dropped me off at my house in Burlington at four o'clock, a few hours before his show started. I made my plans with them for later and sent them on their way. Something about being home makes me feel much more relaxed. Walking into your house and immediately recognizing that perfect smell of freshness (my mom keeps a clean house), flopping yourself onto your comfortable bed, now this is what makes me feel at peace.I was relieved to be h ...

... was a creative one. He had a bootlegger lure the Moran gang to a garage to buy some very good whiskey at an extremely attractive price. The delivery was to be made at 10:30 A.M. on Thursday, February 14. McGurn's men would be waiting for them, dressed in stolen police uniforms and trench coats as though they were staging a raid. McGurn, like Capone, wanted to be far away from the scene of the crime so he took his girlfriend and checked into a hotel. Establishing an airtight alibi was uppermost in his mind. At the garage, the Keywells spotted a man who looked like Bugs Moran . The assassination squad got into ...

... a couple of years back at the hotel, about a man that murdered his family from what you call "cabin fever" caused by seclusion and away from everything. Jack is stuned by what he hears and then quickly say's something to the effect of not having to worry about something like that happening, and that he needed the months off to get started on a book he was writing. Lloyd decides to let him have the job, and asked him to come back the next day. The next day Danny (his son) and wife Wendy and Jack left for the hotel. They arrive and get there bags dropped off, it is the last day the hotel is open for the season, and ...

... probing one anothers identity in order to ascertain whether or not we were of similar backgrounds. After that day T.W. and myself were what you could call best of friends. Travis Walker Gerron is a light complected, red headed, freckle faced, god fearing, honest individual. When I say freckle faced, I don’t mean it literally. What I really mean is that if I had a dollar for every freckle on his body it would be palm trees and coconuts from here on out. Red headed is just a polite way of saying, are you sure your not Irish? Nevertheless, he has always been and still is one of the most intelligent people I ha ...

... I scanned the damp terrace. Its gigantic walls that once protected me from the outer forces of evil were now only at my waist. The colossal coconut branches that once protected me from monsoons could now be trampled with one simple step. After gorging the now-cold cup of milk, I went downstairs. I noticed something strange. What happened to the "restaurant" we used to run? I swear we had those tall cooks with aprons and weapon-like utensils who used our long countertops to chop and fry vegetables. Where was that huge tray where all the dishes were placed to serve me? As I stepped out of the kitchen, the same feeli ...