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Olweus Biography

Dr. Dan Olweus is a swedish prosessor of psychology who has been involved in research and intervention work in the field of bullying problems among schoolchildren and youth.

 
liseth
liseth on Oct 24, 2012

Drying my eyes from another crying episode
Trying to get myself out of this pitiful, depressing mode
Has left me feeling numb, with a bad taste in my mouth
And with nowhere to turn, and no one to hear me when I shout

But how can they hear me when I am shouting in silence?
Where must I go to get back my confidence?
When will I get back to the point of authority?
I have searched, and could not find a pill for what ails me

All my tears were shed in the same place
Where I cried so hard the tears began to burn my face
My eyes have changed color since my tears started to flow
All these tears, and still, no one knows

Knows the depth of my pain
Nor the path of my tear stains
Everything looks different but remains the same
Complicated with the fear of starting over again

I know putting my heart back together won’t be easy
Because I didn’t give a portion of my heart, I gave it all, completely
So I know I am taking a chance by going back out there
Back to the place that caused these never ending tears

Trying to start over my heart tells me I am heading for trouble
And to be careful not to place all my cards on the table
Learning from my past I know love will always be a gamble
At least that is what I feel, when I look at tears floating in a bottle

 
Gary James
Gary James on Mar 28, 2012

those are two essays for the UIUC undergraduate application. Maybe you could help me with it.

 
Chen Guo
Chen Guo on Dec 17, 2010

Please let me know whether I go off the topic.
What part should I emphasize?

Also,please correct my mistakes on grammar. Thanks a lot ! 


Please expand on an aspect(s) of your academic or extracurricular background that you feel is especially important to you and that will help us get to know you.


Instead of telling all the serious situations in China or serious topics about me, I prefer to inform you on a special family member of mine --- a dog called Mantou. I still remember the first day I spent with him. When I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and murmured about the endless noises he had made the whole night, I discovered him peeing on my lovely carpet just beside my lovely bed with an innocent look. I must admit that the beginning of a day with a dog was troublesome. Nevertheless, Mantou has gradually and dramatically influenced our daily life. In order to be a good owner, I have to collect an abundance of strange information on the feeding of dogs. I have never learn before that the period between infection and the first symptom of rabies can last two years, that dogs could develop cancer like human beings, and that dogs need to be vaccinated against some incurable diseases such as Canine distemper and Canine parvovirus enteritis. I started to understand every movement of this little creature. Usually, putting his hands on my thighs and looking into my eyes wishfully are enough for Mantou to express that he wants to play his favorite game---fetching the toy.

One day when I was doing my biology homework, I found that on the bottom of the page I was working on was a piece of short knowledge which discussed the similarities between the genes of dogs and those of human. Attracted by the interesting knowledge about dogs, I forgot to do my task and went though all the notes of every page in that book. I suddenly realized how deeply I am into biology! 

In fact, when I was just a primary school student, I enjoyed watching the science program on CCTV 10, especially the documentary about rare genetic diseases. One episode made a deep impression on me: a hairy boy born in a small Indian village. The furry look made the boy's life rather difficult. Every beginning of the semester was the most terrible time for him because the little boy had to hide behind his parents to avoid being stared by others. I do not know how his life is now, but what I do know is that just sitting in front of the TV is not enough! I cannot wait to go to a university to find out the secret of genes! 

Not until grade 11 did we start to learn genetics. When the teacher announced that we would have an experiment on the extraction and verification of DNA, I was so excited that I dragged my teammate crazily to rush to the lab. After carefully examining the experimental equipment and material, my teammate and I alternately prepared for the next steps. Unluckily, we only drew out one piece of DNA and had no time to start the verification when the bell rang. While most students neglected their work and hurriedly left the lab for their lunch, our group was waiting for the water to boil to see whether the mixture of the DNA and pyruvic acid would turn blue when heated. As time passed by, not a single student was left in the biological laboratory except our group, and I knew I could not make it to lunch by the time we would be done. However, the little Indian child suddenly arose in my mind, reminding me to adhere to my aspiration. Happily all our hard work and persistence had led to a successful ending. We became the only group that completely carried out the whole experiment.

I am sure that all of my relatives and friends will try to persuade me not to study biology because of its toughness and difficulty, but I never fear to study hard no matter how arduous it is and never even to think about how much money I will earn from it in the future. I just want to uncover the mystery of genetics and be able to let the poor live a better life. My wish to save more life is the most essential reason why I want to attend a good Institute with advanced technology and equipment. Some people said that the masters of dogs will be more and more similar to their pets as they spend more time together. Although it sounds ridiculous, I have to admit that I am learning from my dog. He always expresses what he wants simply and chases what he likes. No matter how we hide his favorite toy, he would try his best to find it. What about me? Once I set a specific goal, I try my best to struggle for my dream on the shoulders of precedent giants.

 
Chen Guo
Chen Guo on Dec 17, 2010

I'm writing this poem

 
Jamie
Jamie on Nov 22, 2010

He's my pet, now call me Master
I crack my whip and tell him faster

Our fingers rush
Our lips brush
Each touch creating friction
You are mine now I whisper with conviction
I throw him down and get on top
Our movements never stop
He hits the right spot as our thoughts spun
I think we just might...
Come with me
And you will see
What a woman I can truly be
To my place we will flee
You look like my ex
And I don't care, tonight we're having...
Sex on the beach is the best drink
It's better than you could ever think
Throw a few back and the night will pass
Tonight you're getting laid in...
The ass next to me is the guy I'll hook up with
Because them being bad in bed is just a myth
Kinky is what they do best after a few kegs
Tonight I just let him finish between my...
Legs shaky, hearts racing
Our bodies anticipating
Tonight's the night we make love
I just hope he brought the...
Gloves in the winter time, warm and fuzzy
Snuggled up close to the one who loves me
When all is well and all is done

This will be another night of fun
Tonight I don't think I'm out of luck
I think tonight we're going to...

 
Jamie
Jamie on Nov 22, 2010

Loving him isn't hard to do
I just never know what to say

 Does he even know who
Who is crushing on him this oh so lonely day
Who is searching but never finding him
Who is longing for his kiss
Who is living in a world so grim
Does he even know he's the one I miss
I wish he knew
I wish he knew all about me
I think now he knows who
I think now he knows who can't wait to see him
Standing there
See his arms wide open; waiting
I wonder what he'll wear
Will he be contemplating
Contemplating on what to say
On what he should show
On what we should do today
On how fast we should go
I can't wait another year
It's going to take so long
I want to see him here
I just hope I don't do something wrong
If I kiss him, how will he respond
If I go too far, will he get mad
I think he has grown quite fond
He reminds me of a man once alone and sad
Who met a girl that brightened his day
She knew how to treat him right
She knew exactly what to say
And she always made sure they would never fight
I hope one day we'll be like them
Happy forever
I think I'm really starting to fall for him
I just hope we will last together...




(Not for anyone in particular, just thought I would write something about having a boyfriend.)

 
Jamie
Jamie on Nov 22, 2010

You are my friend
You are my brother
A hand to lend
A shoulder to borrow
Through my darkest despair
Through my deepest sorrow
You're always there
Your smile is he sun that awakens my morning glory
Your arms are my safety net
Your voice is my goodnight story
With you here I no longer need to fret
With you around my loneliness does flee
Forever we shall always be
Together as one small family
Till death comes 'round and the Lord takes you or me


(To the best friends I could ever have, River and Ryan. I love you guys more then my own family. You're the only two people who actually understands who I really am. Thank you for being there.

Your little sister,
Mimi)

 
Jamie
Jamie on Nov 22, 2010

I'll just be a good little girl, Daddy
I'll do everything you tell me
Don't worry, Daddy. I won't tell her I comply
I won't tell her why I cry
Don't worry, Daddy. I won't tell her about the bruises
I won't tell her what you do when she snoozes
Don't worry, Daddy. I won't tell her what you do
I won't give her a clue
Don't worry, Daddy. I won't tell them I'm not your little girl anymore
I won't tell, because if I did they'd just call me a whore
Don't worry, Daddy. I won't tell, your secret's safe with me
I won't tell her you took my virginity
Don't worry, Daddy. I won't stop loving you.
I won't tell them you defiled me through and through
Don't worry, Daddy. I won't tell them what you did
I won't tell them why I hid

 
Jamie
Jamie on Nov 22, 2010

Come here, Daddy, do your worst
Do you r worst, I urge you to
You say this is customary
Well, I guess that's just another lie
Just like everything you tell me
Thought you cared about me
Thought you were my father
Thought you loved me
Thought you wouldn't hurt me
But I was mistaken

Please,  just one more time
Come and show me that you love me
In that oh so special way
Come and show me, I dare you
I'll make it the last time you mortify me

"Don't worry
Its okay
This isn't gonna hurt you at all
This is what I'm supposed to do"
I love how well you lie
I believed you
I trusted you
I loved you
I obeyed your every demand
I even sold my soul to the Devil for you

Please,  just one more time
Come and show me that you love me
In that oh so special way
Come and show me, I dare you
I'll make it the last time you mortify me

You think you win
When you feel me each night
Well you were wrong
Oh so very wrong
You're a loser
When you touch me
When you kiss me
You hurt me
You degrade me
And you rape me

Please,  just one more time
Come and show me that you love me
In that oh so special way
Come and show me, I dare you
I'll make it the last time you mortify me

You're no longer my Father
You're no longer my fear
I'm no longer your pet
I'm no longer your toy
I'm no longer scared
I fought you
I hid from you
I ran away from you
I incarcerated you

Please,  just one more time
Come and show me that you love me
In that oh so special way
Come and show me, I dare you
I'll make it the last time you mortify me

Because when I see your face
I no longer have to cry
When I see your face
I no longer have to fear
I'm finally free
I'm free
I'm free
I'm free
I'm so relieved to be free
Free from this fear

This was the last time
You can no longer show me how you love
In that oh so messed up way
Now you can't make me hide in fear
I made this the last time that you mortified me

 
Jamie
Jamie on Nov 19, 2010
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