I woke up this morning readying myself to go check outside for my shadow and doing groundhog stuff when I realised that it was thursday february 2 which means that the humans are gonna be out celebrating Groundhog’s Day dealing with us groundhogs, never leaving us alone. They’re going to take me to a place called Punxsutawney Pennsylvania and put me in a “simulated” tree stump (if it’s cold or not, mind you) and say some sort of speech, or something. There is going to be lots of people there for all the festivities and there’s going to be lots and lots of noise. They’re gonna be there to celebrate this holiday konomicly named “Groundhogs Day”. And, it’s imfathonably annoying! If the weather is going to change, it’s going to …show more content…
change regardless!
All the kids have gone off to see mama and now I have to deal with this!? This has been going on since February 2 1886, and it’s exhausting! I get so disgruntled when I think I get some actual rest and then I hear about Groundhog’s Day being tomorrow, so then I have to get all prepped for it the festivities. I cannot fathom all the noise and yelling and chatter that I have to endure all day. Some of the people are nice and charismatic, that’s ok with me. But, there’s
just enclaves of people there. It’s really, really antagonising when they call me “Phil,” too. Groundhog’s Day is the worst holiday in existence. But, I object. Therefore I say that Groundhog’s Day is the worst holiday anyone can celebrate. I get so disgruntled when Groundhog’s Day is nearing ever so closer to us and I have to get taken to a confined space getting eyed down by a bunch of annoying little kids at a school and right after have to go the ceremony for potentially hours at a time to listen to a speech and sit in front of a massive enclave of people watching me uncomfortably as a guy talks about stuff I don’t even know what he’s saying all day until they feel like they are finished and let me go back to my hole. Plus, I never get any of the grass I need. If I didn’t live in Pennsylvania, I would not be going through this. I’m very audacious to just run away. They don’t realise how lackadaisical I am. Those people really rankle me sometimes. They just slovenly throw hay in a false tree stump and think I like it. Groundhog’s Day was made by someone that was clearly bored. Sometimes I don’t even care about the ceremony. I just want to sleep.
Phil!,Phil!,Phil!,Phil! Dang hearing my name gives me the rush, as you all know i'm Punxsutawney Phil the cutest, fluffiest,and awesomest groundhog you have ever seen i'm for sure you already know who I am. What!? You haven't well pull up a chair and listen to my story on how I became the fabulous Punxsutawney Phil.It was a quiet day, I was getting a nice healthy snack which involved clovers, and bark. All of a sudden a very large dark figure picked me up and loaded me into some big cage. I was then in a new home it was strange were I was at I was really hot, but here the temperature has been just fine, not too hot to cold, I was inkling to see where I was still a little figure came up to see me through some weird shield I was startled due
I had Just got done with lacrosse practice and about to walk down to the car when all of the sudden a pink fluffy polar bear flew down and grabbed me and threw me onto its back i was actually not scared i enjoyed this odd ride when all of the sudden i saw a shiny silver tiny… peanut! It smiled a weird peanut smile and jumped into my ear and wisped a date. 2024 all i did was nod my head and poof we turned the oddest yellow in the world! We vanished the last thing i remembered was a purple and green monkey staring back at me.
So I slept great and I feel great. Its an away game at Saint Francis so that means it 's dress up day. I dress up nice so I look sharp, and go to school. School felt like an eternity my classes felt like they went from an hour to two hours long. I could not pay attention no matter how hard I tried. Finally lunch time comes around and that
Before, I could even take note, it was already October. It was time for me to pack everything in my room, and say my final goodbyes to my family members. I was going to leave everything that meant a lot to me behind. Previously, before October, we picked up my dad from the airport so that he could help us load all of our belongings to the U-Haul truck. Lily, ‘my cousin’, (we aren’t related, she is just a very close friend who I consider family) was staying with use because she want to see her father, who was also living in Denver. My mom and dad, sister, uncle, cousin, and I all stayed at the house one last night. I remember that my sister said that all her friends gathered around my mom’s car to wave goodbye to her. Her closest friends got very emotional and they started to cry. Not only did the move affect me, it also affected my sister greatly. It was like someone had given her a punch in the stomach. By the next day, we had everything in the U-Haul truck, and it was time for me to leave my precious Vegas behind. We had now started the drive to
Now let me take you back to my 10th grade year of high school, Its August, so the school year has barely set in. Yet my mind was already racing. It was time to go to Six Flags "Georgia’s most notable theme park". This year was nothing special though, because I planned on it being no different from any other time I went. I usually don’t do anything out of my comfort zone. My mission was to just chill, have fun, and socialize. I intended casually observing the park attendees because Six Flags draws in an array of different personalities. One thing I couldn’t do, though was listen to my Mom complain to my Dad that she’s ready to go, so I normally veered off to avoid hearing it. That usually led to me just wandering
Porcupine bobbed his head. Hedgehog felt upset, but smiled at his friend to hide his embarrassment. They soon came to the forest park, which unfortunately was covered in litter! Wrappers, cans and bottles covered the ground. Hedgehog’s eyes lit up, and before Porcupine could say anything, Hedgehog grabbed all the garbage he could. He even used his spines to pick more up once his hands were full!
The film by the name ‘Groundhog Day’ got into the market in the year 1993 with its main character being as Phil Connors (Bill Murray). From the first scenes of the play, we Cleary identify that Phil is an arrogant and a self-centered man. Phil is featured in this play as a television weatherman who attends an annual event called ‘Groundhog Day’. A groundhog is a rat used to predict the weather in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania. Phil suffers from depression after realizing that he can’t escape covering Groundhog Day which she terms as a waste of his talent, depression pushes Phil to the extent of even trying to commit suicide to end the disturbing memory in his mind, unfortunately, and the plan does not work out. Later he starts helping those people
I open the door of the car. Unfortunately I am here. I need my family quilts. That is my only purpose for this visit. Well, I also want to persuade my family to leave the dump they call a home. I am wearing a long dress, despite the hot weather. It is full of yellows and oranges that reflect the sun. I am also wearing the prettiest bracelets that dangle every time I move. I can tell Mama likes it. Maybe if she finally leaves her way of life, she might be able to experience such treasures that I own. I have also changed my hair in two stylish long pigtails. The new black culture is here. Mama should try it. Maggie goes “Uhnnnh” at my appearance. What does that mean? Can’t she speak? I quickly call my boyfriend, “Wa-su-zo-Tean-o!” I need a distraction from this awkwardness. “Aslamalakin, my mother and sister!” He tries to hug Maggie, but she acts and looks weird. She is trembling and is that perspiration falling of her chin? Yuck! I ignore her and go back to the car to get my Palariod. I stoop down quickly and start taking pictures of Mama with Maggie sitting in front of the house. I do not exactly like the house ...
In the film Groundhog Day, journalist Phil Connors finds himself waking up at the same exact time, the same exact place, and on the same exact day. Unsure of why this keeps happening to him, Phil tries new ways to spend his day in order to finally experience a tomorrow. According to the philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche, Phil is experiencing the Eternal Return, the thought that there is no beginning or end of time, and all are doomed to repeat their lives over and over again. However, Phil’s Eternal Return seems quite different from Nietzsche’s, because he not only retained memory from the repeats; he also exhibits free will and can adjust his actions each day.
It is 5:30am on opening morning of deer hunting season and my alarm explodes into a racket that would wake an army. I roll out of bed and rub the sleep from my eyes. I only slept six hours last night because my family and I were preparing for the hunt, getting the guns ready, laying out a clothes-man, everything. As I throw some pants on, the smell of fresh pancakes wakes me up. It is at this time I realize the season is upon us. Since January I have been waiting for this day to come, today begins the annual nine day season that brings our family together each November.
Nothing could be worst than your dad bringing up "THE CONVERSATION." Starting at age 5 I loved playing soccer,running up and down the field, making moves and kicking balls to the back of the net was always the way to go. Soccer meant the world to me and especially playing with my best friends since the day I started. My days would go something like this, go to school,get home,do homework then get ready and go to a beautiful fun day at soccer!After soccer I would go home sit on the couch and eat.I was a lazy one. That's why I hoped my dad would never ever bring up this conversation.... But he did anyways.
SWISH! I turn my head to the right with a grin and see my mom cheering as I scored my first points of the season. The last game of the season I scored my first points of my middle school basketball “career.” Now sit back and relax as you read the story of how I got my first points in middle school basketball.
Thumbs Out A girlfriend of mine once defended me to her father by saying, calmly, “Not everyone who wanders is lost.” The dad kicked me out of the house anyway. But the damage had been done. Not everyone who wanders is lost.
The light from the sun reflects off the pure white wall, illuminating the room. The dust floats, undisturbed by the empty house. This is what I see as I launch myself out the door, into the hot summer air, into the sounds of playing children.
I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.