Monday, 24 December 2012
College Relationships tips
Wednesday, 12 December 2012
College First-Aid kit
Tuesday, 20 November 2012
Handling Long Distance Relationships
Wednesday, 7 November 2012
Tips for your spanish essay writing
Tuesday, 23 October 2012
Tips for Getting Student Loans
Friday, 30 March 2012
Tired
Necessary Lies
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I don’t know if you have ever made this startling discovery that some things are not always what they seem to be. A very good example is what children are often told by their parents when the children want to know where their youngest sibling-most likely the one who has just been born-has come from. Most parents, or at least my parents, tell their kids that the babies that in truth have just been born have been bought or something as random as that. Of course in most cases the kids always find out by themselves as they grow older the true state of the matter, but at that tender age it was necessary that the parents lie.
In campus, there are also very many instances when lies are necessary. It is not part of my business to convince you that you need to lie because some lies are necessary; on the converse, my task is just to inform you that there is indeed something called necessary lies, and that may never change. At the beginning of last week I found myself in a situation where I had to lie in order that my life is spared. I was walking back to campus at about eleven in the night from the essay writing firm where I work as a lead essay editor when I was suddenly lifted by two ruffians from behind.
They demanded money from me but I didn’t have any money on me at the time. I only had my ATM card; they couldn’t let me go without receiving money from me. I convinced them to walk with me up and until the campus premises where there was an ATM machine. Against their better judgment they consented to my suggestion, not knowing that I had lied to them so that I could save my skin. When we got to campus I knew they would be a security officer at the ATM machine; he arrested them. Some lies are indeed necessary.
Wednesday, 21 March 2012
Betrayal
Attitude
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There are so many words and phrases that have been used to describe people; arrogant, ignorant, egocentric, proud, you name it. A lot of us will call this a personality or a character, but I strongly believe it all come in a name of an attitude that develops from personal feelings and perception. Attitude has been believed to be a very essential and crucial trait to have. A negative assertiveness brings forth nothing but misfortunes and disconnections amongst the people. I don’t believe in communism but, never has and never will. I have confidence in doing my stuff individually; struggle alone and enjoy the success alone.
As an essay writer, however, I have learnt that it’s important to strip down the ego and the perception of life because I have realized that compromise is the best thing to possess. This includes accepting oneself for who you are, your weaknesses, and appreciate others for their strengths and mutually embrace each other. Essay writing involves diversity and it goes without saying that you need one another to make a difference. The only place where you find vast diversity is in the universities. How many of you agree with the statement, ‘monotony results to boredom’? The target readers need a variety of topics to read from. The writer as well will acquire popularity according to their diversity in their topics.
Students on the same consideration need each other in their studies. I am in a group of six in the class of civil engineering. We come from different regions and cultures and again we were all the best students in the respective high schools. It’s ok if everyone chose to be on their own and do personal studies, but we have kept our history away and pooled our efforts together. I must say with the compromises we have made, we really can talk much about it.
Monday, 19 March 2012
It’s A New Semester
IQ Tests
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I remember when I joined campus my buddies were very keen on taking their intelligence quotient tests, commonly called IQ tests. I don’t know what pleasure they derived in that, but I think it was more prestigious to be considered more intelligent than the rest of the lot. As time has ebbed away though and I have the luxury of having campus experience, I have realized that the results of the IQ tests matter very little when it comes to success in life. One-most likely students who work in essay writing firms as writers or editors of essays-may call me the joke of the joker, the pun of the punster for saying this but I am cock sure of it.
It so happens that a person with a very high IQ always concentrates on his academic work and how he can improve his grades. In the mind of such a campus student, success in life is dependent upon his grades. The reality of life is nonetheless very different from what the students think. Research has shown that most of the rich people in the world today were not very bright chaps during their time school. I used to think that was a concept that was far-fetched until the day I was confronted with the reality near me.
There was this lecturer that taught us Engineering Mathematics very well and we all liked him. From a perfunctory glance at his resume on the internet one day I realized that he had scored a first class grade during his time in campus. Further research revealed shocking results; one of his classmates who had scored a pass grade in his undergraduate degree was the managing director and owner of a multinational company. I was shocked to the core but I eventually got to prove the fact that a high IQ or ‘cleverness’ in books doesn’t guarantee success in life.
Monday, 12 March 2012
Orators
I love so many things in this world, but none perhaps beats my love for listening to orators speak; I love my girlfriend and my mum very much, I love playing soccer very much too, but that can’t compare to my love for instance of listening to the speeches of Martin Luther King Junior and Abraham Lincoln, very fine speakers who used to inspire masses. The only other thing that comes close to my love of listening to orators with limited success is my love for essays, whether it is essay writing or reading well written ones. As already reiterated, nothing can change my love for orators, and that will remain so until the day I die. Most of my campus mates think I am psycho, while others think I am just outright mad, but I know deep in my heart I couldn’t be more sane. Sometime last year when I was in my second year, I did something that made me doubt my own sanity. It was a bright Friday evening when I saw an ad in a newspaper cutting that I had picked advertising for speaking auditions of sorts. I didn’t bother to read the rest of the ad; I took down the address at the end of the note and applied for the auditions. I really wanted to participate in the auditions and nothing could hinder me from doing that. The call I was waiting for eventually came after a week or so, but it was to inform me that the newspaper ad I had seen and cited was actually informing those who had auditioned already of the day they were to receive their results. I was as disappointed as anybody can ever be but at the end of the day it reaffirmed my belief that I really loved everything to do with orators. I may never be an orator in my life, but at least I will contend with the fact that I love orators and what they do.