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Essay | Updated Dec 22, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Just a little poem about wanting the holidays.
The condition of ENGINeering in TN.....
Foreign scholars like Dr Genady Shlomper might be a source of inspiration to embrace Hindi in a substantive way, the will to respect Hindi has to come from Indians alone. Indians alone need to develop an atmosphere conductive for growth of Hindi in significant way both in Indian landscape and in...
By Lopper Kigen
A secret competition by the school's well known figure Loki is being held. With much more complication than one would expect. The very few lucky ones are completely oblivious to what is waiting for them and what is behind the competition.
This poem is about how great teachers are and how much a student needs them. This is more of a general content and fits in general context.
Poetry | Updated Jun 26, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
This also fits into the sci-fi category. It's a story of new friends, old crime and the nature of Love
What's in a name? "A Rose, by any other name would still...";
Would I care any more, or would you care or be blessed... If the name that I call you, were to be more a test?
You want to see inside me? You want to lay me bare? ...You want me to tell you? To know how much more I care?
By Black Jewel
"Ang mga ibon ba ang tinitingnan mo?â€ yon ang unang nabigkas ng binata na nakatitig sa dalagang naka-ngiting nakatingin sa kawalan.
Sinadya o Kapalaran. Yan ang dalawang salitang kahit ang dalawang bida ay di makayanang iwasan.
Isang dalagang halos buong buhay niang hinintay ang binata....
Novel | Updated May 11, 2014 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
It is an essay on why collegiate athletes should not be payed.
By Skylar Youth
To produce a full script of no more than 15 pages in length. Content is flexible.
my experience so far of transition year in my school it's compulsory in my school, I wish it was better but nothing that the teachers promised actually happened, its a good year for me of what I have achieved but I barely get any fun because all we do is work and projects and barely any school...
By Daisy Ink
Julie Parker comes to late to school one day to find that everyone in the building is being held captive. Using logic and bravery, she must find a way to outsmart the intruders and save her school.
Basically a euphemism for drama, mad teachers, boys and breakups.
Not to mention that groups of mean girls in the lunch hall that keeps eyeing MY table like they want to cause trouble. Thatâ€™s the trouble with High School; you never know what's round the corner...
This is my opinion on Mid Term Finals. This is also one of the few poems I write that isn't about death, so enjoy!