Twilight: The Claim

Monday, September 19, 2011

The Claim

So for my claim I did Summer Nights off the movie Grease.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpJUrt0O7uY&feature=related

Observe-

Sound- Melodic, Alive,
Setting- Crazy, Difficult, Large
Facial Expressions- Open, Excited, Gleaming
Clothing- Clean, Famous, loose

Infer-

Animated
Cheerful
Ecstatic
Energetic
Excited
Intimate
Joyful
Loving
Playful
Romantic

The Final Claim-

In this scene from Grease, the director's melodic sound, crazy setting, open facial expression, and clean clothing expresses a sense of intimate playfulness, romantic energy, and loving animation.

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My favorite lines (weeks 1-4)

Week1: How big a loser do you have to be to coast into high school popularity on your parents? Still, I couldn't afford to turn my nose up at any acceptance I won, no matter what the reasons were.
That day passed in a haze for me. I drifted in and out of sleep-at least, somethimse it was sleep. Sometimes it was unconsciousness. I couldn't tell the apart any longer.
That was then, this is now.
News flash: that's high school.
Week 2: The cliques had formed within a day, and I was caught exactly in the middle.
Vic stared at us. 'Wait are you guys freaking out about the whole vampire thing?
You saved my life, Lucas,' Balthazar said. 'I guess that I owe you one.'
Lucas's eyes narrowed. 'From where I'm standing, this is a really bad time, period.
Week3: During gym, I get hit in the head with a volley ball and he teacher lets me sit out of class. It's not like I was doing anything other than standing there staring at the net anyway. I prefer to think of it as multi-tasking since I was deep in thought, trying to remember some of my childhood wishes and playing volleyball, even if I wasn't actually hitting the ball with anything but my head.
'Gumballs. And a pony.' I jerk upright. 'Uh-oh.'
If she abandons me on my birthday, just about anything could be fair game, right?
I am so mad at Nicole right now. She should have arrived at least two hours ago, but there's no sign of her. I flip open my phone and send her another text, what must be the twentieth one tonight: Please tell me timmy fell down the well and you're busy rescuing him. Five minutes ago, I sent: Did the birds eat your trail of bread crumbs and now you're lost in the woods? Ten minutes before that, I sent: If you're late because Shia LeBeouf decided to join your dinner, I expect pictorial proof.
Week 4: I'd been waiting for the vampire for years when he walked into the bar.
I'm going to miss that doll
'Hel-lo,' she said. For somer reason, she always sounded put out, as if a phone call were the last thing on earth she wanted. I know for a fact that wasn't the case.
Bill took the top off the bottle with one finger and took a sip. I tried not to look, failed. Of course he saw my face, and he shook his head. "This is reality, Sookie,' he said. 'I need it to live.' There were red stains between his teeth. 'OF course.' I said, tryin to march the matter-of-fact tone of the bartender.