Hailey Jang-exercise 4

Receipt P-1
“Damn it!!” Josh stepped down from his digital scale realizing that he lost another four pounds. Josh had crush on this girl, Sara. Actually it’s been 4 years since he fell in love with her at first sight. He had asked her out several times but Sara always turned him down. She hasn’t exactly told him why she wouldn’t date him but Josh figured that it was his skeleton-like body which wasn’t too attractive as a guy. He would glare at himself reflected in the mirror, the cursed body, one that has been made fun of for years. He has been trying to get more meat or some muscle but he was born with such a body type. He’s always been skinny as long as he could remember. Josh was sick and tired of his skinny body. He went to a market and grabbed anything that looked like high-calorie food; gingerbread, party marshmallows, cocktail sausages, Sugar cubes, fruit cake and chocolate crispy. He went to the cheese section and picked a container of cream cheese. “20% of saturated fat is pretty good,” he thought. he also bought a new coffee filter for fresh coffee that would be served with the egg waffles. After finishing all the food, he went to bed hoping that he would be a little bit fatter tomorrow.


Receipt P-2
Sara entered a market. She was wearing a black hat down to her nose and a big pair of sun glasses even though it was raining outside. She looked around the market in a nervous way and seemed to hesitate for a second then went to aisle number four which was full of delicious food. She’s been having a hard time. She was fired 3month ago and hasn’t found a new job yet and she had 4 siblings she had to take care of. After paying bills and rent, she realized that she only had 21dollars and 10 cent in her account. Her younger sisters and brothers needed food. They were two year apart each and the youngest was only five years old. She grabbed two chocolate crispy, slightly shaking her hand then shoved them into her bag. Then she grabbed cream cheese, pepper, crab salad, marshmallows, fruit cake egg waffles and cocktail sausages. Her bag was bulging with the stuff she stole. When she was about to leave, she saw a ginger bread man which was her brother’s favourite snack. She grabbed the ginger bread man and tried to open the bag but there seem to be a problem with the zipper. “excuse me ma’am” she turned around and there was a security guard standing behind her. “may I see your bag?” he asked. He didn’t even wait for her answer but just snatched her bag out of her hand. “was he watching everything?” she was very worried. The security guard found 9 unpaid items in her bag. Her cheeks were blushed with embarrassment. “I’ll pay for these now” Sara said. He took her to the cashier and calculated the cost. It was 18dollars 1 cent. She quickly handed them the last 20 dollar bill she had and rushed off to her apartment.


Receipt K-1
Today is my mom’s 50th birthday.So I’ll cook for her for the first time. I am going to make bean cake which is her favourite Korean food and lots of her favourite foods such as meatloaf and fish stew. After work I go to a big market to do groceries. Um…cooked meatloaf. Maybe I’ll get something already cooked because it’s my first time cooking and I don’t want to ruin her birthday. What do I need to make a fish stew? Fish of course.. so I ‘ll get two sardines and 2 brown beans for bean cakes. Maybe I should buy cooked fish stew I don’t want to touch the fish it’s smelly and disgusting. Well I’ll just get the fish and the fish stew too. And I’ll take milk juice jug and chicken wings for me. I love grilled chicken wings with soy sauce, sesame oil and sugar. They are so yummy. For desert, I’ll get chocolate croissants and sausage rolls, and gouda cheese. Oh I’ll get the cute monkey doll called monkey boy of my mom it’s only 3.96. I can’t wait to see mom’s surprised face!! She will love it!!

Receipt K-2
On every Thursdays, I visit an old lady as a volunteer. I’ve doing it since high school. What I do is that I visit seniors who live alone without families. I cook for them, wash dishes, clean the house and talk with them like friends. Today, I m visiting Mrs. Brown whose husband passed away 2years ago. It’s my second time visiting her and I decided to cook for her. So, yesterday I bought some ingredients. I bought milk & Juice jug, chicken wings, fish stew and two brown beans because I heard that beans are good for health. I also bought sardines, cooked sausages, cooked meatloaf. I bought cooked food so she can just warm it up and eat instead of cooking. For dessert, I bought chocolate croissants, sausage rolls and chocolate sprinkles. Mrs. Brown reminds me of my grandma who passed away when I was in grade seven. I miss her so much. Anyways I also bought a stamp set and a monkey boy for Mrs. Brown and I hope she will like it.

Colin Blake - Narratives 2

Receipt 2 – Narrative 1

Benny Johnson had a sweet tooth. Not a sweet tooth in the mild, whimsical way you or I refer to ourselves as having a ‘sweet tooth’ for peanut butter or jellybeans. Nay. Benny had a full-fledged, obsessive, domineering, real-life sweet tooth. It could talk. All day Benny would try to concentrate on his daily hopscotch routine, feeding the ducks or playing with firecrackers, but the sweet tooth would nag him for sweets. No matter how much Benny tried to tell it to be quiet, by about 3 o’clock, he’d be smack in the middle of the candy aisle. In a desperate rampage, he’d gather milk chocolate, dark chocolate, gummy bears, gummy worms, fruit candy, caramels, chocolate caramels, Kit-Kats, cakes, Smarties and a multitude of fruit juice to wash it all down. Sweating, he took it behind the store and indulged in a decadent feast of succulent glucose. The sweet tooth purred. Benny felt ashamed. He had been told in church that boys who eat too much candy end up becoming perverts and liars. But still, he couldn’t resist his sweet tooth. It was time to do something about it! Benny looked around for the biggest, greasiest, rough & tumble guy with a fragile ego he could find. He saw what he suspected to be one, walked up to him and said,
“You look like a guy with a small penis.”
“What?!” replied the butch gentleman, starring daggers at Benny. Benny then realized that the ‘gentleman’ was not a gentleman at all but a very masculine woman. Before Benny could figure out if his insult was still insulting, the woman cocked her fist. Benny turned his head and showed the side of his teeth where the sweet tooth was.
KAPAM! (As they would say in the Adam West Batman) The he-she knocked the sweet tooth clean out of Benny’s mouth. With a big bloody smile, Benny looked up and said,
“Thanks, Mom.”

Receipt 2 – Narrative 2

Old Mrs. Ingleman was lonely. She had a cat but it was old and had lost most of its hair. If you’ve never pet a hairless cat, don’t start now. Naturally, crosswords and episodes of Price is Right were no longer enough to fill the days. Mrs. Ingleman decided that to remedy this boredom, she’d try to befriend some of the neighbourhood children. She’d be that lovely cliché of an old woman who always has treats, shows them how to tie their shoes and passes on sage elderly wisdoms. She went to the store and bought a long list of sweets and juices for the children. She arrived home, it was a sunny afternoon and the children were outside playing. She called out to them,
“Children! If you’re hungry, I have sweets in my kitchen for you!”
As she said this, officer Donald Chambers, father to one of the children playing, over-heard this invitation. He sprinted towards Mrs. Ingleman at break-neck speed and tackled her to the ground.
“It’s pedophiles like you that make it impossible for decent people to live in a decent community!” Mrs. Ingleman regained consciousness to the sound of handcuffs tightening around her wrists.
The moral of the story is: justice is always served.

Colin Blake - Narratives 1

Receipt 1, Narrative 1

Markus Goldman was having a party. The party was to celebrate his recent grand prize win in the local horticultural club’s garden of the year. With a very precise mixture of hazelnut spread, crab salad and Flower Lover plant food, Markus had created a magic formula that literally made his plants sing. You could hear them if you listened closely. They sounded like a cross between a barbershop quartet and Gregorian chanting. Not to mention that on top of this, the plants looked spectacular. Yes, these plants were groundbreaking in the world of floral aesthetics and had won Markus a gold ribbon and a fifty-dollar gift certificate at the local Pottery World. Not the most glamourous of prizes, but cause for celebration, none the less. Markus had procured essential orderves for the occasion: gingerbread, party marshmallows (it was in the title so they had to be right), cocktail sausages and cashew nuts to add a little bourgeois flavour. The only problem with this party was that Markus was a social recluse and had no friends. He had been far too obsessed with his world of plants for such frivolities as “friends” and “conversations”. With this dawning realization, Markus put some marshmallows and sausages between some gingerbread, sat back and listened to his plants. Because, damn, those plants could sing.

Receipt 1, Narrative 2

Donna Mudd liked to kick ass. She was kick ass at shot-gunning beers, duck hunting (Nintendo style) and super kick ass at literally kicking ass. As some of the more apt readers will infer, Ms. Mudd was a redneck and a moron. Subsisting on an illogically strict diet of cocktail sausages, sugar cubes, fruitcake, egg waffles and chocolate bars, Donna had somehow managed to become morbidly obese and still remain completely malnourished. But that’s not to suggest that she wasn’t strong. Since the age of 3, Donna had been wrestling hogs behind her trailer. Her parents, who were also brother and sister, so also technically her aunt and uncle, owned three hogs – Jim, Bobby and Bobby. Donna had mastered putting all three in a scissored armbar, especially Bobby. But now Donna faced her greatest challenge. She had made it all the way to the Hog Wrestling Championships, sponsored by the American government, and it had all come down to a final hog. The only thing standing between Donna and her hog-wrestling belt was a 350 lb. beast named Hog (The name-givers of this event were about as creative as lobotomized sheep and actually were lobotomized sheep, so the fact that they were even able to give the correct animal name can and should be considered a miracle, but that’s another story). The bottom line was that Donna hadn’t eaten all those waffles for nothing. The match between her and Hog began and with one mighty and flabby blow, she put Hog into her signature scissored armbar and from there into a back suplex and finished with a tumbuckle bomb. There was an explosion of hoots, howls and Budweiser from the crowd. Donna was overwhelmed with pride as she realized that she had single-handedly created one of the greatest moments in human history. And this narrator, for one, thinks we can all…agree…with that.

Receipt J

Receipt G

There was a regular day at the supermarket. But it wasn’t regular for a particular being named Receipt G. It was his first birthday on March 1, 2007. It was born in the country named Dominion, a very civilized country. It had a head of a melon, a heart of a strawberry, a skeleton of spaghetti, and lungs of beans. It also had a smooth, glossy surface which symbolized its youth and innocence. Receipt G was really excited about being born and experiencing its life for the first time. The cashier handed it over to a large man, whose hands were old and greasy. Receipt G didn’t really feel comfortable in those hands. Its white, fresh surface was now covered with greasy fingerprints. Its sense of insecurity even increased when the man started to crumple it. Receipt G thought that its life was over, and with horror closed its eyes. However, in seconds later, it found himself in a strange environment. It was really tight and dark. The smell of cigarettes made it almost impossible to concentrate on its observations. Some dirty strange papers with numbers and faces on them were rubbing against Receipt G, making him feel even more uncomfortable. It realized later that it was a pocket of that old man, with greasy hands. Suddenly, Receipt G felt really cold, and the greasy hand dove into the pocket searching for warmth and comfort. Receipt G thought that this greasy hand was really unfriendly, and decided not to talk to him. It just waited to see how his life will unfold later. Then, Receipt G noticed a tense shake, as if it was an earthquake or some other superior force approaching the pocket. The jacket of the old man was offhandedly tossed on the ground. Receipt G took this opportunity and slipped out that terribly uncomfortable and smelly pocket. It gently fell on the ground, still crumpled by those greasy hands. It hoped for a miracle to happen, it wanted to be flat and new again. But the ageing came unpredictably quickly. Receipt G started to blame itself for not being friendly with that greasy hand in that horrible dark pocket. Maybe it would help him to extend his existence but putting it in a safe place. Well, now Receipt realized that it is too late and that it is already on the ground where, very soon, it will be destroyed and tossed in the garbage. The moment has come. Receipt G saw those greasy hands approaching for its fragile body. The hands crumpled it even more and yes, tossed it in the garbage. Then, it could hardly identify the surrounding, so it closed its eyes, and in silence, accepted its miserable destiny.

recipt I, K

Receipt I: story

Here I am again, aisle 10, dairy section picking up Blue band margarine and Becel diet margarine, I mean come on, if you really want to be in diet yourself just at least walk to damn shopping mall to buy your own grocery, and why is she drinking so much milk? I had to pick up 3 bottle of 4% milk, what is she? Being cow now? Oh yes, maybe that is right, let’s see what she has been asked me to pick up from mall, 1 becel diet margarine, and 1 Blue band ‘big fat tasty’ margarine for ME whom dose not care about my cholesterol or weight. 2 string beans, 1 green beans 1 sugar peas, 1 refined sugar, 1 dishwashing liquid, 1 English tea, C-A-S vegetable, and 2 soup vegetables cans, damn it! I guess it will green field on dinner table again tonight, I think I am just going to pick up few sports magazine and enjoy my custard on my couch.




Receipt K: story

John is preparing for his son Jacob’s 5th birthday party with his wife Ann. It is lots of work and stress preparing for bunch of little Jacob’s friend coming over, but John is pretty excited as Jacob about it, because of party food, Chocolate croissants, cooked meatloaf! Sausage rolls gouda cheese sausage, and chocolate sprinkles and his favorite chicken wings, which he hasn’t seen on dinner table for a while since his wife Ann decide to lose some weight and started to cook those ‘green’ vegan food!

Receipt I: story2

It's good thing I choose vegan diet to lose some weight, It is healthy, less cholesterol and feel much fresher after meals, today i asked my husband John to get some more vegetable, I hope he will like green peas soup for dinner. wait a minute, Jacob's birthday is comming up...ohhh no.. all the kids with mess party again!

Meeting In a Supermarket - Logan

RECEIPT E.1

The highlight of the evening came when Dave invited the cop in for a disco party.

“ I don’t know where…. … the disco lights came form… but ABBA FUCKIN’ ROCKS!”

There was in fact, no music playing, and the disco lights were coming from cruiser out front. But that didn’t stop Dave from spinning his arms and pointing frantically.

I was in the kitchen at the time, with a spray deodorant can and a lighter, trying to explode a yogurt container by torching it. There was 5 bucks on the line that said I couldn’t hit the ceiling with the spray.

I came around the corner to see the cop trying to keep a straight face. He politely asked Dave to remove the ‘No Frills’ bag from his head and put his pants back on.

I guess it all started earlier that evening, when we realized that 40oz-ers of Grafen Beer (11% MALT LIQUOR), was on sale at the grocery store for forty-five cents.

There’s still a crusty old yogurt-covered blueberry on the ceiling in my kitchen.


RECEIPT E.2

















RECEIPT F.1

“Hey Johnny sweetie, I’m gonna make some dinner now, is spaghetti alright with you?”

“NO!!! GOSH MOM!!! I’ve only told you like A MILLION TIMES ALREADY!! I ONLY eat SHISH KABOB on Tuesday nights!!! WHAT are you STUPID?!?”

Something gets thrown against a wall. SMASH. Shuffle shuffle shuffle.

“Oh shucks. I must have forgot. Sorry honey! I’ll go to the store now. I need to pick up some tea anyways.”


RECEIPT F.2

Meeting In A Supermarket - Exercise 4

NARRATIVES "B - 1"


My name is Bill. I am five-year-old boy who lives in Toronto.
Today is the day that my aunt Cathy comes to my house with her sons.
I’m going to supermarket now with my mother.
Because, I want to buy some gift for my cousins.
Supermarket is an amazing place I’ve ever been.
There is nothing that I can’t find there.
Fruits, bread, candy, caramel, chocolate, ice-cream, and etc.
All i want is there. ( especially, toy !! )
My mother went to food section when I stay at toy section.
Then, I just look around to find out what’s new arrival.
I found the ‘Spongy Bob Square Pants’ doll !
And ‘Power Ranger’ robot, too !
But, I remind myself again why I’m here.
‘I’m here cause of my cousin’s gift !
Let me think.. What’s their favorite ?’
'Right !! The car !’ After I just pick blue, yellow, red,
and black cars, ( My aunt has three kids.
And the other one is for me. ) my mother called me.
“Bill~ time to go~.”
“Yes, mom~ I‘m coming~”
I smiled that I expected my cousin’s surprising.






NARRATIVES "B-2"
Here is supermarket near my house. Who am I ?
I am an ordinary office worker in Toronto named Luther .
But, I have extraordinary promise with my family.
My sister-in-law Cathy will be my house today .
That’s why I finish the work a little bit early.
Anyway, I should prepare today’s party.
For the party, I’m looking around right now.
'Uh? Who is that ? My little Billy !'
"hey~ Bill !! What are you doing here, my boy ?"
“Hey~ father !! Come here ! Mom is there !
What did you buy ? We already pick it up.”
“Uh-oh. Really?”
“Yeh, just leave them all except…
this thin crackers, 2 mint tea, and 4 pears.
Wait, mom said she needs the Basmati and the Thai rice, too.”
“Ok. No problem. I’ll pay them all with your toy car. Let’s go !” i said.










NARRATIVES "C - 1"

Bark! Bark !
As usual, I left my home
after I answered my boss.
I used to go to the white building
to exchange something for my boss.
My boss gave me some plat things
- Yeh, he called it money.
And the guy in white building gave me something
when I am arrived there.
Then, I returned back to home with the exchanged stuff.
This is interesting game ! I like it !
In addition, he used to give me some delicious food
after I finished this game.





NARRATIVES "C - 2"

It was sudden accident.
But it brought the crucial result to me.
I used to send "Ace" ( - He is German shepherd dog. )
to buy something I need
because I couldn’t stand alone.
I also sent him to buy coke, leek, and onion today.
However, when he was returned back,
I found something wired count on my receipt.
What is 'deposit' about ?
What is 'work overalls'?
Something is wrong with this receipt.
I decide to make sure this problem on next Friday.




BY JungChol Yim (Andrew)

receipts 12 + 14

article: Competition Gets Serious
written: Mark Sunny

Suzanne’s passion for cats showed its first warning signs when she purchased her 42nd feline at age 29. Suzanne was a sickly girl and rarely went outside, let alone participated in any school events, shows, or competitions. She also grew up in a house where most of its members were allergic to fur; once she had a chance to escape and get herself some pets – she did. Suzanne began participating in animal shows when she got her second cat Lucie. She became famous for her competitive streak; often winning the shows that she entered her cats in.
The last competition that Suzanne’s cats were entered, and had successfully won, was on America’s Funny Home Videos. She had filmed all 67 of her dearest creatures and sent the video in, hoping to win this one too. The video hadn’t gone unnoticed.
But sometime after the last win, Suzanne noticed a growing anger that she began to feel for these creatures. She was overtaken with the idea that she had spent all her life grooming them, feeding, and taking the best care she could – while they got all the fame.
On the day of April 4th, she had woken up a little earlier than usual and went out on her daily routine of buying food for her cats. But food wasn’t what was on her mind. Suzanne was planning revenge. She had carefully thought her actions, and decided the best way to go about it would be hairspray and garbage bags. That’s all she’d really need, but lots of it. No one would ever think badly of the lady who loved her cats so dearly – she devoted her whole life to them. Before going back to the house, Suzanne broke down in tears and had confessed her plot to her neighbour Julia; Julia momentarily phoned the police, and no animals had been harmed. Suzanne is now living with her parents, back in the house where no animal had ever stepped their paw in, and never will. Her 67 cats were given away to different people, and are now living happily. It was later discovered that they were quite malnourished, as she only fed the poor souls when they performed her complex, strenuous tricks. Suzanne’s therapist explained to us that she had suffered from jealousy towards her pets and the idea that she had never been properly thanked for all that she’d done for them. She was also trying to fulfill her lifelong dream of performing and competing, something that she was never allowed to do as a child.
This is the video that she had submitted and used for her last competition.

Receipt E

Jack is a 80 years old man who lost his wife in an accident but this issue never make him look at the world in a negative way.He throws a garden party every month in order to see his friends and a have a good time. Even he is a old manbut in inside he is young and still wants to drink and hang out with his friends. He is well known for being handsome. His first guest knocks the door. It's James. His life long friend. Jack offers him a beer and they starts talking about good old time. They decide to go and cook dinner for guests.Jack is so happy and wishes that his wife was with him.
Reciep E (2)
Mark was so excited. he knoched the door again and again. I was curious to know what was going on. I opened the door and he started repeating " I did it! I did it!!" I asked him about his behaviour and he told me that his company finally accepted his works and offered him a job in New York with higher wage. I was almost crying. I was so happy to see Mark's success. We right away called Sara and Paul , our two best friend,to join us as we celebrate Mark's new job. I suddenly realized that we don't have anything at home,so I ran to nearest grocery store to buy cheese and drinks forMark's small party.

Lisa MacDonald - Receipt Stories

Receipt “M”: story one

The most popular girl at school was Bethany Brown. My name is Liz, and I am not part of what Bethany referred to as the “in crowd” so like many others out side of her group I was bullied and teased. Day after day Bethany and her crew of jocks and cheerleaders pushed tease and ridicule the rest of the student body. Finally I decided to gather a group of individuals to pull a prank on the unsuspecting “in crowd”. I was in charge of gathering the required materials, which included a number of juice cans, a radish, and things that smelt bad went left sitting around for a while. In my backyard we filled my little brothers plastic pool with a sliced cucumber and radishes, cream cheese, yogurt, mayonnaise, chocolate milk, salami, brie, waffles, smoked cheese and sliced pickles. Brandon was given the task of stomping on the ingredients in order for it to all mix together nicely so I picked him up a par of rubber boots while I was out shopping.
An assortment of juice, shampoo, and pickle brine were added after the ingredients had rotted to insure it was a nice thick liquid. The morning of the attack on Bethany and her crew we meet at the football field under the bleachers. In a large garbage bag we had well over 20 balloons filled with our concoction. Every morning Bethany sits in the cafeteria with her friends and paints their nails before class. My next task was to “mistakenly” knock Bethany while painting her nails and apologies while offering her nail polish remover which I had left in my back in the bleachers my the football field. She and her friends then followed me out to the bleachers where I had left my bag, they sat down snickering and making fun of my attire and I handed her the nail polish remover. I told her I had to go to class so she could keep the remover she just laughed and ignored me. I went to meet the rest of my group, which had relocated behind the portables, located right behind the bleachers. We each grabbed as many balloons as we could carry and slowly crept behind Bethany and her friends and at the signal we unleashed the fury. One by one Bethany and her friends were covered from head to toe in our rotted concoction. We were suspended for a while but it was worth it to come back and find that she still smelt a little funny.



Receipt “M”: story two

On weekends I would spend my time documenting my neighbors using binoculars for fun. My neighbor to the left of our house was a single white male around the age of 40. On weekends he would bring home a number of different young women each night and they would spend most of their time in his hot tub. My neighbors to the right of our house were a hippy couple. Him and his wife would have nail polish parties every weekend. After they would then place plastic bags surrounding their entire backyard down on the ground and would pour juice, yogurt, grenadine syrup, chocolate milk and mayonnaise all over the laid out garbage bags. They would then each in nothing but bathing suits and rubber boots run and slide through laughing and yelling while covering themselves in the mess. After wards they would sit out on lawn chars and share a cheese, vegetable, crackers and meat platter until most of the mess dripped off of their bodies and they were dry enough to go inside and take a shower.

---------------

Receipt “P”: story one

There once lived a spoiled little girl named Susie-Ann. Her parents were barely home due to work and barely spent any time with 7-year-old Susie-Ann. Her parents form of love was to purchase whatever their little girl wanted including all the junk food she could eat. Susie’s particularly favorite snack food was an egg waffle with cream cheese, hazelnut spread, covered in melted marshmallows topped with another egg waffle. There was nothing her parents loved more than to watch their extremely unhealthy daughter happily consume this sugary creation. Susie-Ann’s toy shelves were covered not with toys and playthings but with fruitcake, chocolate crisp and jars of cashews. Every morning she had to have a cup of coffee with sugar cubs on the side, and a vase of fresh flowers. If only Susie-Ann’s parent had been around more often.




Receipt “P”: story two

Hilary was the most beautiful girl at school. In 1999 at the first of every month I would greet her with a present in hopes that I would win her heart. On January 1st I presented her with flowers but she refused me. In February I brought her coffee and a bag of sugar cubes and still she rejected me. In March Hazelnut spread, but still nothing. April… fresh cream cheese, May… chocolate crisp, June… party marshmallows, July… cherry pie, August… egg waffles, September… ginger bread, October… candy corn, November… fruit cake but still she refused everything. December was to be my last attempt. With gift I hand I offered her the last of the 12 gifts. She looked down with her beautiful eyes and before I knew it she had flung both of her arms around my shoulders and squeezed me while yelling, “crab salad is my favorite!” Now each year on our anniversary of December 1st I present her with a crab salad.

Reciept Stories

Reciept O

#1 The New Innovative Clothing Design

There is a struggling designer who is trying to make it big in the fashion industry, but he had no new ideas at that time for him to elaborate on. While staring at the wall blankly, nothing came to mind, but then his stomach grumbled. A grumbling stomach means that he must cook food, so he looked at a recipe book and randomly flipped to a page, the most wonderful page in the world. There was an ad in the magazine of salted wavy crisps. What an idea, why not make a piece of clothing with the use of crisps? Man on man, its unique design and its texture gave him a lot of ideas and from that one wavy crisp came more ideas and it all came rushing into this finished design. Garbage bags, hairspray, dry cat food, cat litter, milk, cigarettes, candy and crème, and berry syrup are the ingredients that made this one garment possible. Its beautiful design and flow made it a success. He uses ideas that are out of this world, hairspray to hold it all together and cigarettes for decoration purposes and dry cat food for the meticulous detailing. What a design from this now famous designer. Bravo!

#2: A group of adolescents try to capture or trick a dog into their trap. So they split into two groups and decided to brainstorm ideas that would lure the dog. The first idea is to lay down dry cat food so that the dog would think that there is a cat nearby so it would follow the trail and when the dog comes to the end of the trail, there is cat litter, another indication of a cat’s presence. In disguise, there is berry syrup underneath so that the dog would get stuck and a coconut wall so that it would not get away. Then there is a garbage bag cat at the other end to taunt the dog.
The other group came up with the idea that they would disguise a bunch of wavy crisps as cats so that the dog would follow its trail. They used cigarettes as the whiskers and candy and crème as the ears. Then they put down a puddle of milk so the dog will slip and using the extra strength hairspray, it would freeze the dog and capture it.

Reciept K

#1 The angry ex-girlfriend

The girlfriend is angry and disappointed that the boyfriend cheated on him. This makes him her ex-boyfriend. She wanted to get back at him through more fashionable ways. She decided to put together something that would help her say what she had to say about her ex. In a milk & juice jug, she filled it with brown beans, telling him he farts too much, sardines and fish stew – saying that he should be like the fish, die and get it over with, some cheese and some meat so that when he gets this package, he will regret it. Then there are aspects of him that are sweet so that she put in some chocolate items and then mashed them altogether. After that she put postage stamps on the jug with a monkey boy like toy to get back at her ex. That’s something that he’s going to remember for the rest of his life.

#2 What on earth can get rid of this smell? Man oh man, does it smell...someone told me that to get rid of this smell, you would have to add to the smell so that it would counteract so that the smell would go away. So they showered with the smelliest items ever. Fish stew, well that stew was a little off, brown beans to cover the smell. Gouda cheese, wow, rotting cheese is the most effective way to get this smell off, man, might as well put it into a jug so that there isn't that much work so every imaginable like sausage, sardines, meatloaf, a monkeyboy, etc. was in this jug and to top it off, some chocolate sprinkles and some chocolate croissants. They've even put stamps to try and peel away the smell. In the end, it did not work out and the friend realized that he was being pranked!

RECEIPT H
So this lady walks into a grocery store and orders a bunch of stuff, the unsuspecting cashier had no idea what was in store for him. After the purchase the lady walked back to her car and made a bomb using the materials, which is why her choices were so specific, she needed free range eggs because of their easy to break shells. She took the eggs and out orange juice in one and Instant Coffee Gold in the other. she built the case for them out of macaroni and wrapped it in Wrapping paper, the butter was used to keep the coffee grinds moist and she put it all in her cars engine to heat up. Um, then it exploded or something, or failed.


RECEIPT O
What we all thought was the crazy old cat lady buying what looked like incredible amounts of cat food and milk and cat litter was not at all what we thought. In fact she was stocking up for the Cat-pocolypse, in which the cats would one day rule the world, she bought coconuts because of the hard shell, it was impenetrable by cats. as for the hairspray she was gonna use that to freeze the cats when they come at her. and then collect them into garbage bags.

video part 1

exercise 4

Exercise 4


C. 1)
I am a serious caffeine addict. My hands start shaking every two hours without coffee. My doctor told me to quit coffee, tea, iced tea, coffee cake, and anything else that contains caffeine if I want to stop shivering. It’s been only two weeks since I tried to quit. But it’s like quitting smoking. It’s not easy. It’s crazily difficult. Every time I pass a coffee shop, I start to shake. I start to hallucinate in the middle of the street. I can see myself sitting in my couch by the window, holding my lovely coffee mug with my favourite tea biscuit, and relaxing in the beautiful scent of coffee. I decided to avoid the coffee shop, and found a different route to school. At first, it seemed to be somewhat working.
During class today, I realized that I forgot my handsaw at home. I needed it to do my in-class project. During break, I went to a supermarket nearby to get a cheap handsaw. I grabbed a cheapest handsaw, and turned the corner to go to the cashier. Then what do I see? A whole isle occupied by my favourite coffee set! And guess what? They were on sale!! 90%!!! They were only $1.95!!!! Plus, my favourite tea biscuits are waving at me on the opposite isle, smiling, and saying, “come get me! Come get me”! My string of perseverance just snapped that second. I ran, grabbed, ran again, paid, ran out of the supermarket, holding coffee, coffee creamer, tea biscuits, and a handsaw in my hand, and ran back to school.
That night, I sat in my couch, holding my lovely coffee mug, with my favourite tea biscuit murmuring, “you impatient fool! I cannot believe that I did this! Oh this is so good. I just can’t believe this. I’m a failure! I’m so hopeless. I’ll quit for sure next time. Right after I finish this cup. Oh I’m such a loser! I just can’t…”

C. 2)
After lunch, mom realized that we were out of coffee. She needed coffee to stay awake that night because she needed to bring grandma from the airport, and the plane was arriving late. Mom gave me five dollars, and told me to go to the supermarket in front of our house, and buy a cup of coffee, coffee creamer, and tea biscuit. I went to the supermarket, and found the coffee isle. Immediately, I realized that there were hundred kinds of coffee. Does she want Decaf? Cappuccino? Espresso? Hazelnut? Vanilla hazelnut? Columbian? Irish? What?? I came back to the house and knocked on the door. Mom came out and asked, “Where is the coffee?” I said, “I don’t know what kind you want.” She told me to get a red label one, so I went back to the market. I grabbed the coffee, and went to the refrigerator. There were many kinds of coffee creamer as well. There were 8%, 10%, 30%, light, and more. I went back to the house and asked what kind of cream she wants. She said “get a 8% one.” So I went back to the market, grabbed the coffee with red label, 8% coffee cream, and went to get a tea biscuit. There were many tea biscuits too. Why do they have so many kinds of everything? There were plain, butter, cheese, ham, ham and cheese, raisin, blueberry, and et cetera. I went back to the house. Mom was slightly irritated. I said what kind of tea biscuit she wants. She said get anything, and that she doesn’t care. Then she added, “Oh, get a handsaw as well. Dad needed it.” So I went back, and got the coffee with red label, 8% coffee cream, and a plain tea biscuit, and went to the tools isle. There were hundreds of handsaws. For the fourth time I went back home, more irritated than ever. She finally yelled. “I said I don’t care! Just get anything!” So I went back to the market, for the fifth time, and grabbed the coffee with red label, 8% coffee cream, a plain tea biscuit, and a handsaw that was hanging in the middle, and went to the cashier. The total was $7.72. I screamed in my head, oh my dear God!! She didn’t give me enough money for the damn handsaw!!!

H. 1)
My family was staying at Grandma’s for few weeks, because it was Grandpa’s birthday soon. The day we arrived, Grandma and I went to the supermarket. We decided to bake a cake for Grandpa so we needed ingredients. First we got two instant coffees for my parents, and two orange juices because there was nothing to drink at her house except water. Then we bought eggs, margarine, macaroni, cookies and buttermilk dessert. She bought assorted muesli too because Grandpa was having a digestion problem. His doctor recommended them because they had lots of fibres. Then we got a wrapping paper to wrap the presents, and garden gloves because grandma needed them for her garden. She said she’s been growing all kinds of different vegetables, and she would pick them for the birthday dinner. I can’t wait till the birthday party!


H. 2)
Oh my god, 5 pounds? In a week? Why?
I was in shock.
Why does this always happen? Every time I go on a diet, I gain more weight.
What did I eat? I thought I avoided food enough. All I've been consuming for this week is three litres of orange juice! Is it because it was pulp free?
What did I eat? Hmm..…..I had two rice crackers yesterday that I bought for dad...He didn't want them...And I couldn't throw them away!
What else?.…..Oh yeah I had some coffee last night I went shopping for wrapping papers and garden gloves...That had some sugar in it...I should've put artificial sweeteners instead of sugar...
Hmm.…..Oh right...I had some cookies too...that I bought for mom...But so what? All I've been eating for last few days were assorted muesli! That rabbit food...
Umm...Well, for breakfast today, I had eggs and macaroni soaked in margarine...I knew I should've got non-fat or light margarine...But that was because the bread was gone! And macaroni was only thing edible in the house this morning...
God...I knew it...I had four buttermilk dessert that I bought for Grandma!...But it said low-calorie! Oh I should have never got these stuffs! I can’t go shopping now…People will have to go shopping themselves from now on, and get their own food…

Sohee

where does he get those wonderful toys?

http://www2.blogger.com/img/gl.photo.gif

10 toy designs

juhee's toy concepts

-