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Gone With The Wind


I had to share an excerpt of our projects in my writing class today.  I hate reading my own work and hate even more, reading it aloud.  I did it though and it went really well.  After reading it, we were given feedback from the teacher as well as the class.  All of mine was positive which made me feel really good about it.  As I haven't been very proactive on my blog lately (because I've been concentrating on my book) I've decoded to share the same except with you as well...


It was the beginning of July.  My mother had just gotten central air conditioning and she liked it cold.  What made it worse was that my room was in the basement and because it was underground, it felt at least ten degrees colder than it did upstairs.   I laid in my bed shivering with the phone under the duvet wearing my thermal pajamas.
‘Come on Eve, just come to the party’ Tess pleaded.
‘You know my mother hates that you call me Eve.  She says my name is Eva and my friends have just renamed me without consulting her.’
‘Stop trying to change the subject, EVA.’
‘I don’t want to be fixed up.’  I said.  ‘Robbie and I just broke up a few weeks ago.  I’m not ready for a fix-up’ I turn to look at the framed picture of Robbie and place it face down on the nightstand.
You've been walking around depressed for weeks.  It won’t be a fix-up.  You’ll be just two people at a party.' 
‘His name is Ashley?  I said.  ‘You mean like in Gone with the Wind?’
‘What?’  Tess asked impatiently.
‘You know, Ashley, the blond guy that Scarlet longs for throughout the movie.  He joins the Army and she waits years for him to come back to finally love her.’
‘Can we get back on track here?’
‘He ends up marrying someone else.’
‘Eve, enough with Gone with the Wind!’
‘She only marries Rhett because she can’t have Ashley.  It’s Ashley she really loves.’
Tess huffed into the phone.  ‘I know what you’re doing and I’m not saying it.’
‘Just say it.’
‘No.  You’re not funny.’
‘Yes I am.  I’m hilarious.  Just say it and I’ll go to the party’
‘Fine!’  She said as she sighed into the phone. 
‘Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.’

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VTazdecor said…
Công việc văn phòng luôn tạo cho nhân viên căng thẳng áp lực.Nên cần thay đổi không gian làm việc bằng cách tựtạo cảm hứng làm việc với bàn làm việc
Bạn đang có nnhu cầu mua bàn làm việc thì việc đầu tiên bạn nên trang bị kiến thứccách chọn bàn làm việc
Tìm hiểu thông tin và tiêu chỉ để có thể chọn bàn làm việc văn phòng
Nội thất văn phòng trong công ty doanh nghiệp ghế, tủ, hộc hồ sơ...và không thể thiếubàn làm việc trong văn phòng công ty
Cũng như các sản phẩm văn phòng khác truóc khi mua bạn nên xem qua và chọn mẫu ưng ý.Và đối với bàn làm việc cũng thế khi mua bạn nênnên chọn mẫu bàn làm việc
Mẫu bàn làm viêc như thế nào tạo cảm hứng làm việc cho nhân viên tại văn phòng. Cùng tìm hiểumẫu bàn làm việc thoải mái

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