December 01, 1988

My mind through thick or thin cannot bear to imagine that algebra is really all that necessary to lead a truly normal life. Whether an artist or the zoologist, I see no application to really apply towards my life - so please don't slow down my life 'cause I really can't have the knowledge when...

June 01, 1988

Its time to move past the alma mater Of South Broward High School and go our ways. Once we walked the halls with Bulldog spirit--- Now we walk horizons to the future. No time in life again will be greater Than the cheerful, fearful and tearful days. Left behind are memories and that's it. The time...

May 08, 1988

The morning was cold, cloudy and rainy.Thinking the day would drag on forever, and out of the blue, I sought a rainbow.It was not an ordinary one but –­ it was truly extraordinary! The many colors are bright as ever, I sought a rainbow...and had second thoughts on what kinda day I'll have today. Within...

April 13, 1988

She lay silently, only her breathing is heard. No more barking, or chasing the cat. She just calmly lay on her favorite mat. She shakes and quivers, and quietly rolls over. She looks up slowly, her eyes have lost their silvery glow, but the puppy's sparkles, just refused to go away. Her tail wagged...

March 20, 1988

Mother Nature's love     awakens her biosphere         to blossom her gardens.The inviting heat     of summer breezes bring         joy to those around. The changing...

February 02, 1988

Drunk driving is the panacea for the world's over population problem. It can be one of the most rewarding ways to kill someone or kill yourself, because you can hit front page of the local paper and become an instant celebrity. In fact, if you're the drunk driver, you won't even become injured or killed,...

January 15, 1988

Dennis parked behind the back fence. The youth's eyes bloodshot, and had the usual vacant look on his zit covered face. His old Levi's fit tightly into his suede, knee high boots. He sported a Motley Crue T-Shirt and an omnipresent comb in his back pocket. The tall, lanky teen ran his comb through...

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