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My name is Jackie, of 27 years, and I currently live in the land of big buildings and winded politicians. After a brief stint in the mountains and desert, I decided that there is no place like home, and traipsed back home so I can root for my beloved White

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Health & Fitness > Alzheimer's and Dementia Health tips for avoiding declines in brain function as you age: 1 of 17
Having done extensive research in college and under a professor in Alzheimer's, I hope to shed some preconceived notions about the disease, and provide a few health tips: 1. Consume omega-3 fatty acids. Many people do not consume fish, either because they don't like the taste, or they just don't know how to prepare it. Tuna,... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Change: 7 of 105
Dear Diary, I am writing to you from a new state...from my new (and first) apartment in a new place. This is hard, because I left behind some very important people...and there were tears...and they keep coming. I have never been away from home for more than a week, so saying goodbye to my mom was excruciating. As it stands, ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life: 85 of 1201
"Looking Up at the 'L'" Someone whispered to me...things. Girl, white girl, hear how she sings. Simple, supple, hair of gold. Loves the heat, welcomes the cold. The 'L' passes over my head. For twice, I've felt the vision of death. Whisper to me what you wanted to say... A poet and painter; 'girl, make your own way'. Raindro... More..
Jobs & Careers > Getting Ahead Kissing up to your boss is a must if you want to get ahead: 9 of 82
While you definitely may act different in your place of business, compromising who you are and lowering your standards to that of a 'yes' man/woman is nothing short of demeaning who you are. It is possible to disagree with your supervisor and still have a job at the end of the day. In some cases, your boss will actually resp... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Meaning of life: 23 of 195
I just got through meditating. Not in the conventional way. In fact, there is still a mark on the left side of my face...from my arm...pressing willfully against it, as I lay on the bed. No, I was not sleeping. Just listening...to whatever sounds I felt like. You don't have to be on anyone else's time but your own. Quite. Qu... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love affairs: 3 of 19
half full. sparkling water turns to wine and ferments fancy in three months time and when 'tis ready, fills the mouth 'til good behavior travels south and dizzy spells will never tell it's more like naughty in a shell and fantasies are better sought than half-fulfilled, yet never caught. dripping, drinking, must lie down and... More..
Education > Education (Other) Should public schools offer courses in the Bible?: 11 of 67
If public schools begin to offer courses in the Bible, they should extend that to offering courses in the Koran, the Talmud, etc. Not everyone is a Christian, and so Christianity should not be the main religion if public schools will offer religious education. But, the fact remains that we have a system set in place that see... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pain in life: 112 of 594
XY. She was quite alone, Wrapped in a tattered flannel shirt. She wore it like armor, she did. Tugging at a single hair, she couldn't seem to see... Color-coded comfort surrounded...in a sea of sadness. But to her, a blanket- To take it off would be troublesome, As if to remove a limb; as if to remove an identity. This man o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Haiku: 62 of 299
various topics. Eyes closed, I see change Open up, back to the same Apathy rewards? Simple sister frown Show the world your tainted bow I crave your laughter. Pen demon, ignite! Lets see what you have in store. A shallow reply. It is not over Some things better left unsaid Boxes on the street. Panties strewn about This is no... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Food: 15 of 71
The Strawberry Dilemma. A ripe strawberry sits on the ledge; This luscious fruit is tempting to me, And hunger pushes me over the edge So many choices, in the room I see But apples and pears cannot give such escape. Thus I make my selection of berry, guilt-free. Perfect in touch and shape Speckled with delicate seeds I stand... More..