How to remove a contact lens

The first thing to do when removing a contact is to wash your hands thoroughly. Be sure to use plenty of soap to wash away any germs preventing pink eye. Turn off the faucet and dry your hands on a clean towel. When you're finished with that take out your contacts case and unscrew each lid. Take the contact solution and squirt enough to fill the small cup to put your contacts in over night. Next be sure you have plenty of light, turn of some lamps or the over head if necessary. Open your eye wide and with your left hand reach around and pull up the lid of your eye with either your index or middle finger, which ever is more comfortable. I suggest the middle, because it pulls it up higher which is needed. After the with your right hand reach underneath your eye with also the middle right finger and pull the bottom part of your eye down opening the eye wide. Continue with your right index and thumb to gently reach into the eye and softly pinch from each side of the eye the contact lens and lift it off. After it is out easily place it into one side of your contact container and screw on either the "L" lid for your left eye. Finally repeat for your right eye, and you are ready for bed.

How to get away in school, without an ID

In order to get away with no ID you must be sneaky and quick witted. When walking into school and realizing you have forgotten your ID, do not become a dysfunctional mess, simply improvise. If possible borrow a lanyard and tuck it into your shirt. If you happen to be walking down the hallway at the same time as a teacher do not ignore them. Make eye contact and initiate communication. Say hello, and ask how they are doing. They will be so stunned a student could possible think of someone aside from themselves for a minute they will completely forget whether or not you had your ID on, much less they will care. If possible avoid the main office, it is full of people who would love nothing more but to make you miserable by saving you a seat in internal. If you absolutely have to go in there for something, make sure you use those pearly whites to your advantage. Say hello to everyone, and make sure you are proudly displaying that lanyard tucked into your shirt. Asking plenty of questions always deflects attention from the ID as well, so remember, "no question is a dumb."

The color Green

I am green from my eyes to my roots, Ireland flows through my blood. I carry strong feelings for those whom have stood close to me in times of need. The ones who would bend over backwards just to see my smile. I am envious to those around me. Those who have strong outer shells and layers inside that no one can break. My peers, my friends, my family; they all have something I lack, but something I should not have because it is for them.
Harmony is not something you may find in my everyday living. It's not usually about "please" and "thank you", but more of "shut up" and "I hate you". I wish harmonious acts could bleed through the white dress the covers over my jealous body, and take over with peace. Jealousy is not something to be proud of, but is just another flower branched from my tree of life.
My youth is something that reflects off anyone, and brings a sharp glow into their hearts. It is inspiring to the ones around me, and almost like a cold- too hard not to catch. I am subtle in my words, and courageous in my actions. I convey myself through both, and I face the consequences for them as well. My life is full of twists and turns. It's full of road blocks, and one ways streets. However, the streets are never empty, you can always find a gentle soul awaiting my freshness to each day.

Important object.

I have a teddy bear named Howie who is very important to me. He is a soft golden curly haired bear with dark black eyes and a perfect round nose. Howie was given to me when I was four on Christmas day. I fell in love with him as soon as I opened to the box. His large ears popped out over the tissue paper and felt like velvet against my hand. Howie has been through ups and downs with me, along side me through anything. He is my security bear, a raggedy old thing with a comfortable feeling.
When I was young I was terrified of the dark, and so you could always find Howie clenched between my clammy hands until I could see the sun rise through my window. He went everywhere with me. Howie visited places like the grocery store, my Grandma's, the mall, and many other car traveled places. We use to sit in McDonald's and eat our french fries and play with our Happy Meal toy. I use to hold his hand when we went across the street, I did not want him getting hit by a car. We use to play tea party in the back yard on warm spring days, and jumped in leaves on cool fall mornings.
Today Howie mainly resides on my bed, up against my pillows. One thing that has not changed is that when night falls you can still find Howie squeezed between my arms under the covers. He brings a secure feeling to me. I understand I will not always be able to have Howie around, but for right now I can, and I enjoy it. I have become very attached to him, different then becoming attached to a human. I feel good knowing I can curl up at night and smooch my face into his fuzzy gold locks. Howie is a very important object to me, and I will always have him somewhere close by.

Angela's Ashes Review.

In Frank McCourt's Angela's Ashes, the stetting is very descriptive. You can almost feel as if you are right there with them because the images he describes are so potent in detail. Angela's family is very poor, and the way the family is depicted gives off a very sad feeling. You can almost feel yourself standing beside the while the dig for bottle caps in the dirt hoping to find money.
Frank McCourt was an important character. He wrote in a perspective of an adult looking back on what happened as a child. From the beginning of the book until the end he goes through many stages of emotions. He ends the book with a lot of guilt because he feels that he has sinned. Angela McCourt was a very important character as well. She was a lovely human being. She is the type of character you read about that feel welcomes you into the book. She also goes through many stages in the book. She has to deal with her husbands violence and alcoholism, and three of her children’s death. She is a strong woman who always puts her family first however. She takes pride in her family and would do anything to provide for them.
Angela's Ashes is a book that makes you appreciate your family and what you may have. They do not take for granted what they own because it is not much but it is there's. A feeling that is most felt while reading this memoir is sadness. The problems they have to go through could break any humane person's heart. All together Angela's Ashes was an inspiring book.