yay! poetry

life is like a bowl of lucky charms

sometimes you get a sugary rainbow

but other times,

you get a yucky wheat thingy.

but there is always a clover

to make your cereal tasty again.

THAT WAS SO DEEP!

heLLOOOOOO! anybody home??!

um scuse me! I'm still alive here! where is everybody??? no one posts anymore! I'm *sniff* SO LONELY!!!! there is nothing sadder than an empty blog. puh-leaaassseeeee..... ok, if there isn't at least 1 comment on here before monday, I'm giving up.

love, gabby <3

ps i think this is the exact teddy bear! yeah i know im cool :)

yay! updated!!

so, mr.ross, I changed it so that most of my posts have pictures now. is that good? thanks a lot to everyone for all the awesome gifts! I love you all so much.

love, gabby <3

ps: this picture makes me happy :)

foodie

hmmm... I would have to live in Mesoamerica. The people there had the main food supply of corn, beans, squash and turkey, and (except for the squash) I like all of those foods. Plus, I would have almost all the necessities: meat (turkey), vegetables (corn, beans and squash) and I could make meals from corn meal and things like that. Also, I recognize all of those foods, and I like eating what I know is good. I'm not afraid of trying new things, of course, but I'm not going to base my civilization around some freaky food I don't know about. I've never even heard of sorghum...sorgum? not entirely sure... but yes, I'd go with what I know. (that rhymes :)

radio carbon thingymabobber

Radiocarbon dating is a way of finding out how old something is. How it works is through the slow decay of radioactive carbon 14, a part of carbon which is the "building block of life". Basically all life forms contain some form of carbon 14, so when you calculate how much carbon 14 is left in a life form, presumably dead, and then put it into the carbon 14/carbon 12 ratio, you  have the age of the life form.

.... i think?

(((dance dance dance)))

oh yeah! that was so funnnnn. i'd just like to say that I love everyone and that was one of the funnest nights I've ever had, and NO THAT IS NOT SAD!!! haha jk. I am still dancing on the inside, and it's kind of uncomfortable...:P
lovvveeeee, gabby <3
ps my boyfriends name is jason, just for the people i didnt introduce :)

Account from Cajamarca- An Incan Servant

It started out as such a wonderful day.
I had been chosen from 26 other candidates to become one of our great and powerful leader Atahuallpa’s servants. It was the proudest day of my life.
And then the soldiers came.
Dressed in foreign, thick armor and babbling in some different language, they entered our great city during a ceremony. Atahuallpa treated them with the same courtesy he would anyone else, demonstrating the great charisma that made him such a wonderful leader.
A short man in some useless robes came up and offered a box to Atahuallpa, talking in some strange tongue the whole time. At least these strange people knew enough to bring gifts. I watched as our Master inspected the box. The man then started to reach forward…was he trying to touch the almighty one? I started forward, but before I could act, Atahuallpa showed great kindness and pushed the man’s hand away. To lay a hand on the king was a grave mistake, and he had just saved this man’s life by diverting him. Oh, if I was only half the man that he was!
The man looks angry as Atahuallpa opens his offering. It is filled with…paper? What a pathetic offering! Atahuallpa flings the unwanted thing away from him, and rightly so. The man throws a fit, and I feel sorry for him. It is not his fault he is so ignorant. Wait…
The men surrounding us are attacking! I must save the king. I rush to his side, watching as my brothers are slain mercilessly by these, these savages! They have not evolved from the fish they came from! I come closer to Atahuallpa, only to be knocked to the ground by their filth. They, they are taking him! I can do nothing. I feel so useless. I can only watch as my people are killed by these demons and piled up. Pandemonium surrounds me, as villagers are knocked into each other and rendered unconscious. It is a good thing I have a secret spot, one where I have watched Atahuallpa’s great ceremonies from afar. Because otherwise, I could not tell you this story.
And tell you of the one they call Pizarro, who ruined my very life.

Reflective Question: What role did ‘geography’ play in the story of the Maori and the Moriori?

I think, considering what Mr. Diamond said, that the fact that the Moriori came from a smaller environment and had to compromise with each other in order to maintain, well, order, made them WAY more peaceful then the Maori. Since the Maori came from a much larger island where they had options and could make enemies and even destroy other tribes without retribution, they were aggressive and war-like. The Maori probably would have killed the Moriori even if the Moriori had delivered their message of peace. Because the Maori didn't even understand the concept of peace, which is a very sad thing, in my opinion.

CAVEMEN THROW DOWN!

Hello, and welcome to the Final Round of Mammoth’s Battle of the Species! I’m Your Host, Small Brain! Tonight’s winner will get to live! Now here’s the kicker, folks- whoever loses has their entire race exterminated! But no pressure!
In this corner- Big Jaw! The cream of the rock as far as Neanderthals, he has big hands, big feet, and an even bigger brain! His opponent is Cro-Guy, some random dude that showed up when all the rest of the ‘Magnons fainted at the sight of good old Big Jaw!
Good luck, men! …kind of men! (Cro-Guy, you’re gonna need it. Look at those hands! God!) The bell has rung! Round One begins.
Big Jaw comes in swinging, catching Cro-Guy right smack on the chin. Ooh! He goes flying across the arena. That has got to hurt! Big Jaw is wailing on the poor excuse for monkey-spawn, and the crowd is going wild! Literally! Bodies are flying everywhere!
Big Jaw gears up for the final blow when Cro-Guy stands up. He’s still alive??? Damn, that’s one thick skull! Big Jaw laughs at the inferior Cro-Guy, watching his pitiful attempts to fight back, when… Oh my god. Cro-Guy is… Ooh! Ouch! Cro-Guy has kicked Big Jaw straight in the gonads! Big Jaw goes down like a sack of potatoes. His jaw is dropped! The Big One has been dropped by a girl! ….erm, girly man.
1, 2, 3- that’s the count. Cro-Guy has triumphed! Little over big! David over Goliath! Whoever they are… The Cro-Magnons have won the ultimate title- living! And the WWC (World Wide Cavefight) title! Which means nothing now that there will be no one to fight! Wait…I’m out of a job!
Goodnight folks. Hopefully you aren’t Neanderthals, because if you are…sucks for you!

sick day :(

yes, i am sick, so if anyone cares, I need the homework please!!!!! thanks you guys. hope everyone has a great weekend!
love you all,
gabby <333