28 July 2010
College Road Trip -Days 1 & 2
From the 17th to the 23rd of July of this year, my family and I went on a road trip to see some of the colleges on the list of colleges my sister wanted to go to. The first two days were the days that we spent driving from Sacramento to San Diego.
Saturday, July 17, 2010; 8:51pm
We are in Bakersfield, California on Day 1 of my older sister's college road trip. Today we are just driving down, but we have already starting to see colleges. We saw UC Merced as we drove and gave it a quick walk-through. It is on a pretty plot of land and looks somewhat like Folsom Lake College, but with modern art and a small river around the outside of it. Unfortunately, it is in the middle of nowhere.
Sunday, July 18, 201o; 9:34pm
We are on Day 2 of the college road trip, but we saw no colleges today. After leaving Bakersfield, we went down to San Diego, but we went through the Mojave Desert, where we saw nothing but trains, windmills, and Joshua Trees. (There was seriously nothing but shrubs and a whole bunch of windmills out there in the desert. It was a very good time to just listen to music or watch a movie. My mom was the only one really interested in the desert because she loved the Joshua Trees.)
27 July 2010
Rabk - Part 16
Rabk
A New Allie
Part 16
Rabk looked around frantically for a way out, but there was no exit, for the police mob was in the way of them and the door. "Now" said one of the policemen, "Just come quietly, or we'll have to do this the hard way." The four of them put their hands in the air. As some of the policemen started moving forward to handcuff them, a large blue wave rippled through the air, and all of the policemen fell over, revealing a man with spiked brown hair and a brown trench coat peeking through the door. "Ah!" he said, happily. "Sorry about that. These men were tracking me, but somehow got the scent wrong. Anyway, the if the picked up my scent, the master would have programed them to re-lock their tracers onto me." "But you killed them!" Burt exclaimed in disapproval with a small hint of relief. "Nah!" said the man, walking up to one of the policemen. He picked up one of the limp bodies and ripped its face off to reveal a metal face underneath. "See?" said the man, "Simply androids. No harm done." "What in the world was that blue light, and why didn't it effect us?" asked Rabk. The odd man pulled out a small, bomb-like device from his pocket. "Electromagnetic pulser. Stops anything robotic dead in its tracks." As they spoke, a few creatures floated up to the level of the rooftop. They looked like giant salt-and-pepper shakers with a camera, a whisk, and a plunger sticking out of them.. One of them started speaking in a electronic and metallic voice. "Identified as the Doctor, enemy of the Daleks! Exterminate! Exterminate!" "Oh!" yelled the man, who was apparently the Doctor, "Gotta go!" As he ran off, he turned around and said, "Hey, you lot! Do yourselves a favor and get over here!" Wanting to get away from the evil salt shakers, the four of them ran after the Doctor without question. As they turned a bend, they saw the doctor run into a small blue box big enough to hold only two or three people. "We ain't gonna all fit in there!" yelled the thief who had given Burt the diamond, but they kept running, and one by one they all made it in. When the thief had closed the door, he turned around to find a great expanse of space within the box. "Well, that's new," said Beowulf, in an amused way. The Doctor looked at them. "Oh! Yeah, its bigger on the inside then the outside. Do you like it?" he asked, but then he kept on talking, "Where do you want to go?" "Is there any chance that you could bring us to the large mountain in the center of the mountain range?" The Doctor looked at him. "What, the wise man's mountain?" Rabk nodded. "I can't" said the Doctor, "with Daleks in the city, it is no longer safe, so I will have to stay here, but I will bring you to the road leading out of the city to the mountain. Rabk sighed and slowly agreed. "Hey, Rabk!" said Beowulf, "Come over here." Rabk went over. "Rabk, this kid wants to come with us to get you back. "Sure, I don't care," said Rabk dully. "What's your name?" The kid tipped his hat. "Dodgers. The Artful Dodgers."
06 July 2010
Rabk -Part 15
Rabk
The New Journey
PART 15
"What?" yelled Rabk. "You heard me." said the Librarian quite plainly, "There is no known way out of this world." Rabk kicked at the ground angrily, making two small numbered sack people in hoods fly across the room. Beowulf watched them, amused, as they hit the wall, and then he looked up at Rabk with disappointment. "Wow, Rabk. Are you seriously going to give up that easily?" "Well what am I supposed to do?" muttered Rabk, looking down. "Well, you could start by doing this," replied Beowulf, turning to the Librarian. "Ma'am, can you think of anyone who might know of an unproven way to get out?" Rabk looked up at the Librarian, hopefully. The Librarian stared at the ceiling in thought. "Well..." she said, doubtfully. Rabk was immediately in her face, saying "Yes? What? Can you think of anything?" After pushing Rabk away, she said "There is one man who might know about a way out." "Who is it?" Who?" said Rabk, full of excitement. The Librarian went to the window, followed by Rabk, Beowulf, and Burt. The librarian pointed to a group of mountains outside the city. In the center of the mountain range was the largest mountain, at least twice as large as any other mountain there. "On that tall mountain lives a very odd and mysterious man, known as...," The Librarian looked at them momentously, "The wise man." Burt rolled his eyes. "Well, that's a surprise." Librarian looked at him with her own surprise showing on her face. "Oh, don't doubt the him!" she said, "Many have come back inspired!" Rabk smiled and picked up his bag. "Well, then," he said, "We have no time to waste." So off Rabk went, with Beowulf and Burt trailing behind him, through the city. As the travelers walked down the city's main street, a a teenager ran past them, shoving something into Burt's hands, then went on running. Rabk and Beowulf turned and looked at the object. It was a small, but brilliantly pink stone. "What is it?" asked Burt. "I don't know," said Rabk, "But I think I see a pink cat in it." "That's great," said Beowulf indifferently, "But I think I see something worse." Rabk and Burt turned around to see what looked like a mob of every police force on the face of the planet running towards them. "We better go," said Beowulf, who turned and ran after the boy who had given them the stone. Burt and Rabk followed behind. "Why are we following him?" asked Burt as they ran. Beowulf yelled back to him, "He knows this city better than we do, he can show us how to get away." Soon, the boy veered off of the main road and into the city alleyways. There happened to be plenty of fat cats in these alleys, and they were all eating birds. After turning into the absolutely smallest street possible, the boy entered an old apartment complex. Up the stairs the boy went, followed by the travelers, and the police mob farther behind. When the boy made it to the roof, he turned around and yelled to Beowulf, "Why did you have to follow me?" Beowulf yelled back, "Why did you hand us the jewel. The boy tried to answer, but was topped by the mob of police breaking through the door. The travelers and the thief were surrounded with no where to go.
To Be Continued...
The New Journey
PART 15
"What?" yelled Rabk. "You heard me." said the Librarian quite plainly, "There is no known way out of this world." Rabk kicked at the ground angrily, making two small numbered sack people in hoods fly across the room. Beowulf watched them, amused, as they hit the wall, and then he looked up at Rabk with disappointment. "Wow, Rabk. Are you seriously going to give up that easily?" "Well what am I supposed to do?" muttered Rabk, looking down. "Well, you could start by doing this," replied Beowulf, turning to the Librarian. "Ma'am, can you think of anyone who might know of an unproven way to get out?" Rabk looked up at the Librarian, hopefully. The Librarian stared at the ceiling in thought. "Well..." she said, doubtfully. Rabk was immediately in her face, saying "Yes? What? Can you think of anything?" After pushing Rabk away, she said "There is one man who might know about a way out." "Who is it?" Who?" said Rabk, full of excitement. The Librarian went to the window, followed by Rabk, Beowulf, and Burt. The librarian pointed to a group of mountains outside the city. In the center of the mountain range was the largest mountain, at least twice as large as any other mountain there. "On that tall mountain lives a very odd and mysterious man, known as...," The Librarian looked at them momentously, "The wise man." Burt rolled his eyes. "Well, that's a surprise." Librarian looked at him with her own surprise showing on her face. "Oh, don't doubt the him!" she said, "Many have come back inspired!" Rabk smiled and picked up his bag. "Well, then," he said, "We have no time to waste." So off Rabk went, with Beowulf and Burt trailing behind him, through the city. As the travelers walked down the city's main street, a a teenager ran past them, shoving something into Burt's hands, then went on running. Rabk and Beowulf turned and looked at the object. It was a small, but brilliantly pink stone. "What is it?" asked Burt. "I don't know," said Rabk, "But I think I see a pink cat in it." "That's great," said Beowulf indifferently, "But I think I see something worse." Rabk and Burt turned around to see what looked like a mob of every police force on the face of the planet running towards them. "We better go," said Beowulf, who turned and ran after the boy who had given them the stone. Burt and Rabk followed behind. "Why are we following him?" asked Burt as they ran. Beowulf yelled back to him, "He knows this city better than we do, he can show us how to get away." Soon, the boy veered off of the main road and into the city alleyways. There happened to be plenty of fat cats in these alleys, and they were all eating birds. After turning into the absolutely smallest street possible, the boy entered an old apartment complex. Up the stairs the boy went, followed by the travelers, and the police mob farther behind. When the boy made it to the roof, he turned around and yelled to Beowulf, "Why did you have to follow me?" Beowulf yelled back, "Why did you hand us the jewel. The boy tried to answer, but was topped by the mob of police breaking through the door. The travelers and the thief were surrounded with no where to go.
To Be Continued...
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