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I wrote a long story about my crazy snowing days this week last night. But there're some problems with my Internet and I lost it... I was so angry and didn't want to write it again then just turned off my computer immediately and went to bed with anger.
Anyway, it’s about a snowing day that I swam in the snow again and I don’t know why the school decided to have a fire drill on that day. The only thought came to my mind was that I’d die because of the cold before the fire… Fortunately, I had my coat with me but my pants got all wet because of stepping in the snow sea and were freezing. My feet got really red after. I met Jessica and Cindy in the parking place where everyone was supposed to escape to. They didn’t have their coats with them and I guess Cindy just got up from bed. I took off my coat and put it around we three. We hugged together to keep warm. After the fire drill, I started my work. But before that, I had to shovel the snow in front of the shop which was half as high as me to make a way for me to enter. I fell into the snow for many times and almost got all wet. Really felt helpless and just wanted to call my mom... haha.
Anyway, it’s about a snowing day that I swam in the snow again and I don’t know why the school decided to have a fire drill on that day. The only thought came to my mind was that I’d die because of the cold before the fire… Fortunately, I had my coat with me but my pants got all wet because of stepping in the snow sea and were freezing. My feet got really red after. I met Jessica and Cindy in the parking place where everyone was supposed to escape to. They didn’t have their coats with them and I guess Cindy just got up from bed. I took off my coat and put it around we three. We hugged together to keep warm. After the fire drill, I started my work. But before that, I had to shovel the snow in front of the shop which was half as high as me to make a way for me to enter. I fell into the snow for many times and almost got all wet. Really felt helpless and just wanted to call my mom... haha.
Fire Drill
Hopeless Day
Working hard
It’s my way…
Lots of things have happened this week. Some were pleasant, some were disappointing, some were annoying. I just tried not to care too much about them. I hope I can only keep memory of the happy ones.
One more day for this week, finally I have my days off on the weekend.
posted by Jackie at 2/17/2005 08:44:00 PM
2 Comments:
Those are some seriously deep snowdrifts; I commend you on a job well done. PERSEVERE! Also...is that a shovel for shoveling dirt I see in the second to last picture?!
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Hey! I keep telling everybody to write their long Internet messages in another program (like Word or Notepad) before actually putting them on the Internet. Why? --because they often get deleted, especially when they are long. Even if the Internet is working, you could easily hit the wrong button. Some people say it's inconvenient, but I think it's more inconvenient to have your messages lost. Usually after they are longer than a paragraph, or just so long that you'd be angry if it disappeared, copy and paste (never cut and paste, just incase there is an accident with the copy and paste) it somewhere where it won't be easily deleted. Make sure to save your message in the other place too. Fortunately messages don’t take up much hard drive space. Even pictures usually don’t take up much room.
Okay, it sounds like I'm being angry at the person who should be comforted, but I really understand what it’s like to have long things get deleted. I feel your pain and suffering. (Let’s all have some chocolate or mint tea. ...Or marshmallows.) I hit the save button all the time on things that never even go onto the Internet. On my old, old computer, there used to be no back up system, and things got deleted all the time because my computer would easily get shut off. Since my e-mail tends to be longer than most people’s I always write it (even this) somewhere else first.
People so often say they’ve written long e-mail to me, but it got deleted because of the Internet, and then they get angry and just summarize what they’ve said. This must sound familiar to you. I know one person who left Blogger because they got a good post deleted before they could post it. I know one account that seemed to mysteriously and all but completely disappear. I can’t explain either of them, and they worry me, but I think it’s a good idea for everybody to just do things the safe way and later copy and paste into the text boxes in web pages.
Good luck in the future, and at least for you, they say that a picture is worth a thousand words. So, if your new entry had anything to do with your deleted one, then it seems like some of it was preserved.
FIRE DRILLS
As far as fire drills are concerned, I’ve known some people who were in the shower when we had fire drills. They had to go outside in only towels. Some of them had to be rushed to another building because it was so cold outside. If the fire doesn’t get you, the ice will.*
In one place I used to live, we just ignored the fire alarm, and whenever it rung, we just shut it off. It went off a lot of the time, and if there were ever a real fire, we would have no way of knowing. Actually, now that I think of it, we did have a lot of real fires. I don’t have them now. My smoke detector goes off sometimes when I’m cooking (not because the food’s bad—just because the often is old).
Ask Patches what he did at college when the fire alarm went off. That’s a good story. I think I was on the phone with him once when one happened.
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Fire and Iceby: Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
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