okay, this may end up being confusing, but oh well. my friend named “B” liked this guy named “Z”. well Z asked her to come sit at his lunch table with his buddies. but B didn’t wanna go alone, so i went with her. well, when we got to Z’s table, there were 3 empty seats. 1 by Z, and 2 on each side of Z’s friend “D”. well, B is kinda shy, so she went and sat by D so she wouldn’t have to sit by Z and be all blushing and stuff. well, i went to go sit by Z (across from B), but Z goes “that seats taken”. so i go “where do i sit?” and D pulls the chair out that’s on the other side of him. well, B really wanted to sit by me for some moral support, but D wouldn’t switch places with me. so i pulled my chair around by B. well, the whole time D kept asking questions about me like what are my hobbies and do i skateboard and stuff. when i started talking to B more, he moved to the empty chair by Z (which NO ONE was really sitting at, Z just lied!) which was across from me. and then he still kept…
…asking about me. then B decided she didn’t really like Z anymore cuz he was acting weird. so B goes, “let’s go” and D was all like “aw, don’t go!”. since lunch was almost over, we decided to stay, but he just kept asking about me. he wasn’t even really talking to B or Z or any of the other guys at all. so i just need some input. do u think he really likes me, or was he just curious about the new person sitting at his table. ? and if he likes me, what should i do? he’s a weird guy, but he’s nice, so i don’t wanna hurt him if he asks me out. if i got to know him more, i might even consider it, but i barely even know him…oh well. good answers please!
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Drafting Tables
From a business standpoint, let Airbus take the next four years as far as the jumbojet is concerned, Survive off the 787′s success and short haul planes, while* creating something even more innovative than the A380. that gives you four years at the drawing table, to me Boeing is risking alot by merely throwing out an “updated” 747.
Instead of trying to survive the race now, stay out and conquer it with new style plane in 4 years.
anyone else agree here?
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I know there are a lot of errors. But keep in mind it is the rough draft.
“Sweetheart, you have to be really quite, okay?”
Lily just stared at me blankly but I knew how scared she must be. The fear was enviable for a five year old. I gently pushed my little sister into the cover of jackets and shirts. Leaning over I a placed a kiss on her forehead. “I’ll be back soon”, I whispered in her little ears. I moved away and pushed the closet door shut.
I rested against the door mentally preparing myself for the altercation that was about to take place. This guy wasn’t like the others. His aggression was evident in every move he made. Although I resented my mother for making me and my sister go through this again, I knew by leaving her with this man things would not end up so well.
I took a few steps towards the kitchen. The yelling began to fill my ears.
“Come on give me some green”, screamed the tattooed man my mother had been seeing for a little over a week.
“I already told you I don’t get anymore money in till the beginning of the month”,
“Well, then what the hell do you expect me to do.”
“Well John, why don’t you get off you lazy ass and get a job.”
Well statement didn’t sit well with him. The back of his struck my mother’s cheek.
I had seen enough to know that that was my cue. I stepped around the half wall separating the living room and kitchen in our small apartment. I got between John and my mother who was sprawled on the floor. She was holding her cheek in shock.
Why she is still shocked leaves me dumbfounded.
“Look maybe you should just leave”, I pleaded.
“Move bitch”, John said as he knocked me against the counter. I realized how defenseless I was to this huge, muscular man. I felt like a mouse in cat’s paws. He gripped his hand around my mother’s hair and ripped her up from the ground. His face was an inch from hers when he began to yell. “I said I needed money”.
I opened the drawer in front of me and rummaged around in till I found what I was looking for. I sternly spoke again as my mother began to cry in the man’s strong grip. “I said I think you should leave” This time let go of the handful of hair and backed up a little but.
He shook his head and turned towards the door. He walked to the door knocking over everything in his path. He tipped over dollar vases and plates on our small dining room table. He added a few words before leaving but I could only make out the last sentence. “You’re as crazy as your mother”. I hoped that wasn’t true.
Once he left my mother’s tears of pain turned to tears of rage.
“Look what you did you piece of shit, you made him leave”.
And with that I just walked away. She would thank me one day. Maybe.
The ONLY thing I know about him is that he has a cool sense of style (I’m a guy myself) so he looks like the kinda dude who would have the same kinda hobbies and interests as me maybe. If I see him at a table by himself in the Cafeteria how do I introduce myself?
See I’m terrible at meeting new people. So if someone could give me a nice, smooth way of meeting someone without the typical “Hi, my name is ____, how are you?” I want to appear confident, cool and chill. Looks like a cool guy, maybe we could be friends.
I’m just a quiet/nervous guy. So I really need someone to give me some solid advice to break my fear of meeting new people.
I’ve been given this fr maths homework i don’t get it. we also have to draw a table to show it so if you can do that can you help me with that aswell please?