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I was just wondering if anyone has any or knows where I might find arguments for and against constructivism? Thanks in advance!!

Lately, some of the words on some webpages such as tumblr have been highlighted and linked and lead to a page called text exchange. Does anyone know how to get rid of these links?

I'm 18 and about 60kgs and I know it takes different amounts of time for everyone, but does anyone know an estimate? Or some way to work it out?

I have been really hungry lately, but I don;t want to eat as I am trying to lose weight. Any healthy snack options that I can eat and not feel guilty about that will also fill me up?

This morning I changed the lens for the first time and when looking through the viewfinder, I could see everything fine and the autofocus and everything worked, but when I took a picture, it was black. I presumed it was the lens, so I swapped back to my old lens, but the same thing happened. Does anyone know what could be wrong?

I'm beginning to write a story and this is all I have so far.. so what do you think?

Prologue

Trasey

When I was twelve, I got my first boyfriend. Naturally, as all twelve year old girls do, I fell in love with him. When I was twelve, I kept a diary, and I wrote down my feelings of love for this boy.

My heart feels like its being squashed every time he looks at me. I feel like I can’t breathe when I’m around him. Nothing else matters any more. If he ever breaks up with me, I’ll die.

As an eighteen year old, I read back on my twelve year old thoughts. As an eighteen year old, I realise that if my twelve year old thoughts are accurate, I have been in love more times that I can remember. So, as an eighteen year old, I come to the decision that what I was feeling as a twelve year old was not love, but merely an impression of love, or lust, some may refer to it as. And as an eighteen year old I come to the conclusion that if that is what it feels like to be in lust then I never ever want to be in love. Because my body would not be able to cope with another pressure.

On the same day as I read these twelve year old thoughts, I come across my sixteen year old self’s bucket list. The fifth item on the list, right under ‘Bungee jump in New Zealand’ and right before ‘Eat Pizza in Italy’ is ‘Fall in love’. Ironic, seeing as I have just decided that this is one thing I never want to do. For a moment, I let myself think and come to the conclusion that it doesn’t really matter what the bucket list says, or what I want. My eighteen year old self comes to the decision that it cannot decide when it falls in love and chances are, it’s not going to happen in the next eighteen months.

Did I mention that? I’m eighteen years old and I have eighteen months left to live.

Stuart

Death has always intrigued me. The idea that someone, a fixed object in time and space can suddenly cease to exist. Just like that, they are removed from existence, their very soul is gone. What intrigues me the most though, is the fact that even though they are gone, they somehow manage to live on. The winter wind that smells of roses, the little part of sea water that tastes nothing like salt, the sound of distant rain even though the land has been dry for months.

So many people decide that they will never die. They believe themselves invincible and prove it to the world by jumping out of planes or diving off towers. Even though they believe it is somehow their own power, everyone knows that they are held by a string, or attached to a parachute. Some people, however, know that death is real and true and it is an inescapable part of humanity.

For me the moment when I realised death was real was when I met Trasey Bourge. She was wild and crazy and so very interesting, yet at the same time, I didn’t want to get closer to her than the length of the table that separated us. She told me she was eighteen and had eighteen months left to live.

It’s strange. Since I was five, people have put my life on a clock, telling me that I may not make it to Christmas, to my next birthday, to Easter, to see my sister get married. Death has lived on the corner of my street as long as I could remember, biding his time, waiting to move closer. Yet it wasn’t until I met Trasey Bourge, who was also trying to hide from death that I realised that death wasn’t just for me. Death could strike anyone at anytime. You just had to be next on its list.

Thanks!

Any examples of internal conflict in Julius Caesar from any Act/Scene.

Not Brutus's internal conflict though, I already have that!

Thanks heaps!

I need at least two benefits of working collaboratively in science?

Thank you!

I need examples for each of these in each text. Any help would be amazing:)

Setting

• A ruin

• A castle far away from mankind

• Perched on a hillside

• A madhouse

• Dreams

• Night

Themes

• About the psyche

• Reacting against oppression

• Evil versus good

• Attraction to the dark side and temptation

• Where the spirit world has power

• The presentation of the unpresentable

Characters

• A sensitive heroine/impetuous lover

• A persecuted maiden

• A hero/heroine who can resist evil

• A man of science

• A mad person

Or that you read to keep calm

Any would be good

Thanks :)

Would their baby go to heaven? Presuming that, as babies are people from the time of conception and therefore have souls.

What are yours?

Mine is Romans 8:38-39

What is your favourite quote? It can be from anywhere :) Thanks

Any quotes about friendship, happiness, love, funny quotes, anything.

Please and thanks :)

What are the two types of artificial blood?

And what are the two stages of blood seperation by centrifugation?

Thanks so much. Please include websites if you use them?

1) Are you male or female and how old are you?

2) Are you happy with your body image?

3) If not, what measures would you take to try and change it (examples: dieting, over exercising etc)?

4) How often do you think about your body or changing your body?

5) Do you know anyone who has had an eating disorder?

6) Which eating disorder did they have?

7) Are they male of female?

8)How old were they?

These are the questions I am presenting for primary research for an Indepentent Research Project. Are they good? You may also take this survey, if you want to.

I need to find some nicknames for my friend Leah. She asked the same question about me on here and got some good and funny responses.

Can anyone come up with some good suggestions? Thanks

At the very start, they are at the quidditch cup and Winky, Barty Crouch's house elf is sitting on a seat, claiming to be saving it for her master.

It is later revealed that Barty Crouch Jnr was there under the invisibility cloak. As there were no other seats and Winky was there the whole time, she must have been sitting on Barty Jnr's lap.. but then wouldn't she have been floating?

Is it a sin for a SINGLE female who is a Christian to use a sperm donator so that she can have a child with out having a husband?

Anyone have any good nicknames I can give my friend Leah?

Thanks in advance:)