the journey of writing
soul log is the writing playground of fourteen year old Brandon Wang, a student and self-crowned web designer, living in the Houston, Texas area. He has been writing soul log for over four years. This is his journey.Other blogs:
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Monthly Archives: November 2006
A Dog’s View
I read this very funny joke about a dog.
Big Day, Small Day
Today is a big day, and I am sure you can guess what that is! If you still don’t know yet, please look at the logo and put your hand on your head and say, “Oh my gosh!” Yes! It’s Vote 2006! Today, I could not use PE. We had to go outside because of… [...]
One Thing A Day
Today, when I walked into my classroom, there was only one thing on the Huge Planner for the day: Writing Essay. I looked up and down the list. No social studies. No reading. No science. No computer. Just writing. Oh, boy. Yeah, this was going to be one boring day. The teacher passed out a [...]
The “Smelly” Marker
Ever smelled a smelly marker? The ones that smell like grape, apple, orange, and (yuck) licorice? Well, one day he took them out. No one in our group could afford them, so of course we crowded around him and asked him silly questions. “What does it smell like?” “Does it smell like stinky feet?” “What [...]
My Life Is A Program
My life is a program. It functions like any other computer program: it’s scheduled, it can (and will) crash, it writes, it saves, it stores, and it times. And sometimes programs like me can run out of memory (“Stop bothering me! I can’t do 3 things at a time, but I can do 2!”). I [...]
Behold My Dream
Today, I went to Barnes and Nobles and read a great book on Firefox. It was about how to hack it and all sorts of stuff. Hacking Firefox is the name I’m seeking for, and although it was a great book, I’ve already forgotten it’s author… Today, I decided to pop my wallet and the [...]
Spooky, Hollow Ween
On Halloween, I had a really hollow day. Here is how it began: My friend (Rocky) was going with my another kid in another class. But I wanted to go with my first friend also. He agreed, but he practically forgot by the end of the day. When I got back, I realized I did [...]
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