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  7.   BREAKING NEWS: GAME OF THRONES EPISODE FORCES PLANE TO MAKE EMERGENCY LANDING A plane on route to the San Francisco International Airport tonight had to make an emergency landing when passengers watching pirated versions of the HBO series Game of Thrones began hyperventilating, screaming hysterically, and violently damaging their tray tables. The situation turned more volatile when an airline stewardess unintentionally spoiled the ending of the episode for the captain, after which he stormed out of the cockpit shouting obscenities, forcing his co-pilot to land the plane on his own. “I’ve never seen something like this before,” said one passenger on the flight. She was sitting next to one of the victims. “One minute, the guy next to me is just watching a show on his laptop, then all of the sudden, he starts shouting ‘No way! No F**king way!’” According to the witness, the man then slammed his laptop shut and violently kicked the chair in front of him. “He just wouldn’t stop screaming. He wouldn’t stop shouting cuss words.” Another witness reported a similar incident at the front of the plane. “This chick next to me just started freaking out” says Martin Lodge, 39. “She was sobbing and kept saying ‘why, why, why’. At first, I thought maybe her boyfriend had just broken up with her by email or something, but then I heard this guy at the back of the plane yell ‘no way! no f**king way!’ and I knew something was going on. But what really tripped me out was the lady behind me. She started laughing!” That lady was Angelica George, 32, who says she would have given anything to have had a video camera. “This was one of the most hysterical things I’ve ever seen. I’m a huge Game of Thrones fan and I’ve read the books, so I know exactly what happened in tonight’s episode. I just couldn’t help but laugh at their reactions, especially when the captain ran into the cabin shouting “f**k you George RR Martin!” After landing, the plane was unloaded quickly and the affected passengers and captain were rushed to a nearby emergency room where they were treated with oxygen, heat blankets, and a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Rocky Road Ice Cream. There is no word yet on their condition.

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    BREAKING NEWS: GAME OF THRONES EPISODE FORCES PLANE TO MAKE EMERGENCY LANDING

    A plane on route to the San Francisco International Airport tonight had to make an emergency landing when passengers watching pirated versions of the HBO series Game of Thrones began hyperventilating, screaming hysterically, and violently damaging their tray tables. The situation turned more volatile when an airline stewardess unintentionally spoiled the ending of the episode for the captain, after which he stormed out of the cockpit shouting obscenities, forcing his co-pilot to land the plane on his own.

    “I’ve never seen something like this before,” said one passenger on the flight. She was sitting next to one of the victims. “One minute, the guy next to me is just watching a show on his laptop, then all of the sudden, he starts shouting ‘No way! No F**king way!’” According to the witness, the man then slammed his laptop shut and violently kicked the chair in front of him. “He just wouldn’t stop screaming. He wouldn’t stop shouting cuss words.”

    Another witness reported a similar incident at the front of the plane. “This chick next to me just started freaking out” says Martin Lodge, 39. “She was sobbing and kept saying ‘why, why, why’. At first, I thought maybe her boyfriend had just broken up with her by email or something, but then I heard this guy at the back of the plane yell ‘no way! no f**king way!’ and I knew something was going on. But what really tripped me out was the lady behind me. She started laughing!”

    That lady was Angelica George, 32, who says she would have given anything to have had a video camera. “This was one of the most hysterical things I’ve ever seen. I’m a huge Game of Thrones fan and I’ve read the books, so I know exactly what happened in tonight’s episode. I just couldn’t help but laugh at their reactions, especially when the captain ran into the cabin shouting “f**k you George RR Martin!”

    After landing, the plane was unloaded quickly and the affected passengers and captain were rushed to a nearby emergency room where they were treated with oxygen, heat blankets, and a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Rocky Road Ice Cream.

    There is no word yet on their condition.

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  8.   pillowbedhead: da-sy: redvinesgiraffe: You were on your way home when you died. It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me. And that’s when you met me. “What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?” “You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words. “There was a… a truck and it was skidding…” “Yup,” I said. “I… I died?” “Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said. You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?” “More or less,” I said. “Are you god?” You asked. “Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.” “My kids… my wife,” you said. “What about them?” “Will they be all right?” “That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.” You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty. “Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.” “Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?” “Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.” “Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,” “All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.” You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?” “Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.” “So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.” “Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.” I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had. “You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.” “How many times have I been reincarnated, then?” “Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.” “Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?” “Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.” “Where you come from?” You said. “Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.” “Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.” “Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.” “So what’s the point of it all?” “Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?” “Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted. I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.” “You mean mankind? You want us to mature?” “No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.” “Just me? What about everyone else?” “There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.” You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…” “All you. Different incarnations of you.” “Wait. I’m everyone!?” “Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back. “I’m every human being who ever lived?” “Or who will ever live, yes.” “I’m Abraham Lincoln?” “And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added. “I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled. “And you’re the millions he killed.” “I’m Jesus?” “And you’re everyone who followed him.” You fell silent. “Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.” You thought for a long time. “Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?” “Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.” “Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?” “No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.” “So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…” “An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.” And I sent you on your way. O_O yesss i found it again! one of my all time favourite reads. oh… ive always wanted to be everybody

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    You were on your way home when you died.

    It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

    And that’s when you met me.

    “What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

    “You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

    “There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

    “Yup,” I said.

    “I… I died?”

    “Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

    You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

    “More or less,” I said.

    “Are you god?” You asked.

    “Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

    “My kids… my wife,” you said.

    “What about them?”

    “Will they be all right?”

    “That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

    You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

    “Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

    “Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

    “Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

    “Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

    “All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

    You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

    “Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

    “So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

    “Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

    I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

    “You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

    “How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

    “Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

    “Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

    “Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

    “Where you come from?” You said.

    “Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

    “Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

    “Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

    “So what’s the point of it all?”

    “Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

    “Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

    I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

    “You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

    “No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

    “Just me? What about everyone else?”

    “There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

    You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

    “All you. Different incarnations of you.”

    “Wait. I’m everyone!?”

    “Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

    “I’m every human being who ever lived?”

    “Or who will ever live, yes.”

    “I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

    “And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

    “I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

    “And you’re the millions he killed.”

    “I’m Jesus?”

    “And you’re everyone who followed him.”

    You fell silent.

    “Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

    You thought for a long time.

    “Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

    “Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

    “Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

    “No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

    “So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

    “An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

    And I sent you on your way.

    O_O

    yesss i found it again! one of my all time favourite reads.

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    Post College- Have I Read the Classics?

    Have you read more than 6 of these books? The BBC believes most people will have read only 6 of the 100 books here. How do your reading habits stack up? 



    Instructions: Copy this into your NOTES. Look at the list and put an ‘x’ after those you have read. 

     

    1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen - X 
    2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien - X 
    3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte - X 
    4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling - X
    5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee - X 
    6 The Bible - X 
    7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte 
    8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell - X 
    9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman -X
    10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens - X 
    11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott - X 
    12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy -X
    13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller - X 
    14 Complete Works of Shakespeare - X 
    15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier - X 
    16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien -X
    17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulk 
    18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger
    19 The Time Traveler’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger 
    20 Middlemarch - George Eliot 
    21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell - X
    22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald - X 
    23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens 
    24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy - X
    25 The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams 
    27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky - X 
    28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck - X 
    29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll - X
    30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame -X 
    31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy 
    32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens 
    33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis -X
    34 Emma-Jane Austen - X
    35 Persuasion - Jane Austin - X
    36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis -X 
    37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini - X 
    38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres 
    39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden - X 
    40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne - X 
    41 Animal Farm - George Orwell - X 
    42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown -X 
    43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez 
    44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving 
    45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins 
    46 Anne of Green Gables - X 
    47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
    48 The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood 
    49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding 
    50. Atonement - Ian McEwan 
    51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel -X
    52 Dune - Frank Herbert 
    53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons 
    54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen - X
    55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth 
    56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon 
    57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens 
    58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley 
    59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night - Mark Haddon - X 
    60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez 
    61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck -X 
    62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov - X 
    63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt 
    64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold - X 
    65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas -X
    66 On The Road - Jack Ker 
    67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy 
    68 Bridget Jones’s Diary - Helen Fielding - X
    69 Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie 
    70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville -X
    71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens - X
    72 Dracula - Bram Stoker - 
    73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett -X 
    74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson 
    75 Ulysses - James Joyce 
    76 The Inferno – Dante - X
    77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome 
    78 Germinal - Emile Zola 
    79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray -X
    80 Possession - AS Byatt 
    81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens - X
    82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell 
    83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker - X
    84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro 
    85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert- X 
    86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry 
    87 Charlotte’s Web - EB White - X
    88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom 
    89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - X
    90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton 
    91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad - X
    92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery - X 
    93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks 
    94 Watership Down - Richard Adams - X 
    95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole 
    96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute 
    97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas - X
    98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare - X 
    99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl -X

    100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo

     

    YUP

     

    56 OF THEM to be exact

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