English: Pictures

All done on be funky.

Our learning objective is to manipulate digital images to create interesting and powerful effects. This ad advertises a music company 

English: Earthquake ad

P.E Homework Week 4

This week I didn't participate in P.E because every Monday during P.E I go to music instead. This affects my spiritual well-being positively because it is a nice balance of sport and music in my life.

P.E Homework Week 3

I wasn't able to P.E this week because I had to go to music. Having doing this it affected my social well-being negatively because I wasn't able to do things with my friends and classmates therefore not being able to socialize.

English: Ads analysis

1. In this ads they are advertising M&M's.
2. The target audience is all ages but more kids because of the cartoons and the idea of fun and laughs.
3. This ad was made in 1970, we know this because it's short and the animation quality isn't as good as later ads.
4. There are many different colors in this ad, I think they used many colors so it stands out and it makes it seem like a fun product.
5. They story in this ad is telling the story of how M&M's are made through song.

1. In this ads they are advertising M&M's.
2. The target audience is all ages but more kids because of the cartoons and the idea of fun and laughs.
3. This ad was made in 2016, I know this because it compares all the ads up until this point different and over the years the animation gets better and better the best being the animation they added in 2016.
4. There are many different colors in this ad, I think they used many colors so it stands out and it makes it seem like a fun product.
5. The story in this ad is it's been 75 years since M&M's started so they are going through all the old ads.

1. In this ads they are advertising M&M's.
2. The target audience is all ages but more kids because of the cartoons and the idea of fun and laughs.
3. This ad was made in 2009, I know this because the animation is not as good as 2016 but it's still better than 1970.
4. The main colors in this ad are yellow, white, black, and red, I think they used these colors because red and yellow are the color of the M&M's, black and white because it is kinda a sad song and black and white together kinda picture sadness.
5. The story in this ad is that yellow and red had a fight and yellow is sad and is singing a song about how he misses red.

P.E Homework Week 2

The dimension of well-being affected in today’s activity was mental and emotional well-being. The factor that influenced my participation in Chicken run was a sense of achievement. This affected my participation positively because each time I hit someone or made it to the other end I wanted to go again. An example of this was when I got someone from the other team out.

My Short Story - Crazed By Murder

Crazed By Murder

It was a dark night, with only a lone man walking down the road in sight. He comes to a park, the only sound he can hear is the sound of the wind blowing through the arms of the trees. He sits at a bench just watching the world around him. Suddenly there is a strike of lightning, and it starts pouring down, the man just sits there in the wind and rain not caring about anything.  Looking very carefully at the trees behind the man I can just make out a shadow watching him. Then there’s a sudden flash of lightning and a boom of thunder, my head shoots back to the man thinking he would move or run to shelter, but he just sits there with his eyes closed. Focusing back at the trees behind him I see that the shadow has gone. Frantically I look around trying to find the shadow, and then spot it off in the distance, it’s holding something but what, I start to get nervous and look back at the bench and the man isn’t there. I start to get scared and look round to find a trace of where he went, nothing. Then there is the sound of feet on the gravel, I turn round and see no one. By this time the storm was really bad and as I sprint down the path I have the feeling I’m being followed.  I sprint faster, finally there is a cafe open, I run inside and slam the door shut. The lady at the counter asks me, “What's wrong?” I tell her about what happened, She tells me I can stay her for as long as I need. I sit down at a table after ordering a coffee and again get the feeling that I’m being watched.   I look out the window and across the street and see the shadow.

I start freaking out.  When I look closely I see it has something in it’s hand which looks like a knife. Then there is a sudden strike of lightning, I squeak, close my eyes,and when I look again the shadow is gone. I run up to the counter of the shop and call for the lady, nothing, I decide to go and look in the back to see if she just didn’t hear me. Walking slowly round the counter, grabbing the closest thing to me to use as a weapon, a spatula. I walk through the door leading into the kitchen and see something red on the ground. ‘Maybe it’s just sauce that she spilled, yeah just sauce’ I say to myself.  I walk round the corner and I’m horrified by what I see next, the same lady who was so nice to me is dead on the ground, covered in blood from head to toe, cut marks in her chest and neck, and a butter knife covered in blood. My stomach feels funny as I run to the sink and vomit, ‘why would someone kill an innocent lady’ I thought. Then I hear a creak from behind me, I slowly turn round with the spatula still in hand, I don’t know how it will help but oh well, I see a piece of blood stained paper with my name on it.

I slowly pick up the blood stained paper, getting blood all over my hands, I look round to see if anyone is there, but of course no one. I put down the spatula and turn the piece of paper over, I see a note that reads,’I’ve been watching you for awhile now, you may think of me as the shadow. I’ve come to tell you that you know too much, I’d watch my back if I were you. RUN!’. Dropping the note I sprint out of that cafe as fast as I can, not wanting to spend another second in that death trap. As I’m running there is a sound that seems like footsteps, I don’t bother looking back knowing that it is chasing me. Finally reaching my home, I open the door then slam it shut locking it then run round the house shutting all the windows and curtains. I grab that spatula I’ve kept with me and curl up in a ball, in the corner of my dark bedroom, Hugging the spatula and rocking back and forth. “Am I going crazy? There can’t possibly be a creep stalker shadow that is trying to kill me right? Right!? If I go back to that cafe the lady will still be alive and this whole thing is in my head.” I say to myself not knowing that the shadow heard it all.

I wake up not knowing that I fell asleep. Seeing I’m in my bed, it must of been all a dream. I get up, open all the curtains and walk to the kitchen and there sitting on the bench is the spatula. ‘No it can’t be that spatula, I must of forgot to put it away after cooking. I continue my day, I open the cupboard and see the the blood covered butter knife. ‘Ok now this is getting creepy’ I grab the knife and throw it in the bin. I go to the table to eat breakfast and see the blood stained paper with my name on it, sitting there. Slowly I move to it and turn it over, at the top for the paper there is the same note from my dream, I look down the page and there is another note.

‘You thought it was a dream, didn’t you. Well it was very much real, and just because you can’t see me doesn’t mean i’m not there. I’ll be watching you all the time, you will never be able to get rid of me. The shadow, And remember I’m always watching.’ After reading the note, I frantically look around to see if I can find the shadow, but it’s nowhere to be seen. Carefully I put the note down and rethink what just happened, once realizing I rush round to all the windows and pull all the curtains shut, grabbing the spatular and curl up in a ball on the couch rocking back and forth. There is the creak of the door. I quickly turn my head to face the door, no one's there, but I swear I closed the door. I slowly stand up and run to the door, slamming it shut and taking a deep breath in. Then I feel someone or something breathing down my neck. I slowly turn round and am face to face with…… nothing, No one was there ‘It was just the wind, yeah the wind’ I think to myself.

I lean up on the door, ‘What if it wasn’t the wind, What if it was the shadow’ as I think, then there is a crash coming from the kitchen. I slowly and carefully walk over to the kitchen, turning round the corner and see the butter knife on the floor. I pick it up and get the feeling like i’m being watched. Looking round and seeing no one, I put the butter knife on the bench and open one of the curtains, I scream. The shadow is standing there in front of the fence, except it isn’t a shadow it is a person in black clothing with the same butter knife I just put on the bench in their hand. Quickly I close the curtains and look at where I put the knife, just as I thought it’s gone. I stumble backwards just to hit something, I look back and standing there is the ‘shadow’ I open my mouth to scream but nothing comes out, sprinting to the bathroom, I lock the door. I walk backwards until hitting a wall and then sliding down the wall and curl up in a ball. “It’s all in my head, It’s all in my head” I say to myself, then I hear footsteps getting closer and closer then they stop. ‘They’re right outside the door what do I do’, I think to myself.

I’ve been in this bathroom for 2 days now, I’m too scared to go out, scared that they might still be out there, waiting for me. Finally I pick up the courage to get out of this bathroom, slowly opening the door to find that there is no one there. ‘I could of sworn that I heard someone out here not to long ago.’ I look down the hall, left and right to see if anyone is there, but no it’s just me. I run to the kitchen to get some food, ‘god I missed food I haven’t eaten since I went into that bathroom’ I thought to myself. Then I hear a knock at the door, my head shot up in fright ‘what if it’s the shadow here to kill me’ I slowly walk to the door, I look out the window next to it to see that it was just my neighbor. I open the door just a crack “H.hi Sally. Wh.what are you doing h.here,” I stutter not making eye contact but looking around to see if the shadow is anywhere to be seen. “Hi. I was just wondering if you were okay, you haven’t come out of your house for three days and all the curtains have been closed, are you alright?”

“Y.yes I’m f.fine, i.if that is a.all then g.goodbye,” I close the door quickly and put my back on it. ‘What have I become’ I think to myself ‘I’m going crazy, I’m scared it’s going to be round every corner what is happening to me.’

As I’m thinking to myself, the phone rings. I walk carefully over to it thinking that it might be the shadow. “H.hello,” I say into the phone.

“Hi Mary darling, it’s Mum, I was wondering if you want to come over for dinner at 6,”

“Ok m.mum, I.I’ll b.be round a.at 6” and with that I hang up. It is 5.30 and for the past 7 hours I’ve been hearing voices in my head telling me that I shouldn’t trust anyone, that anyone could be the killer, also telling me that my Mum isn’t who she seems. It’s quarter to and this is the first time I’m coming out of my house for the past 3 days. ‘Don’t go out there, it’s waiting for you’ the voices say ‘just stay in your house, if you go to your Mums, you will be meet with a nasty surprise.’ I keep going ignoring the voices ‘nothing will happen my Mum’s fine’ I get to her house and knock on the door. “Mary it’s so nice of you to come,” my Mum, Lily says. “Hey M.mum. H.how are y.you,” I stutter.

“We’re good, are you ok you stuttering,” Mum asks as she lets me inside.

“Y.yeah I’m f.fine,” God damn it I stuttered again,

“ok if you say so,” she says not sounding too convinced, “What have you been doing lately, you haven’t called and your neighbor Sally said you’ve had your curtains closed and haven’t come out of your house for the last three days.” she said. She’s not really worried, Sally never comes to talks to her, I never call her, this isn’t my Mum, she is an imposter’ I think to myself.

“I.I’m just g.going to get a d.drink of w.water,” I say as I walk to the kitchen. I’m not really getting a drink, no no when I get the kitchen I open a draw and grab a sharp knife. ‘I’ll teach that imposter for trying to trick me.’ with the knife in hand hidden behind my back I walk out with a crazy, creepy smile. “A.are you o.ok, M.mary,”Mum asks, my smile gets bigger “look who’s stuttering now, mum or should i call you IMPOSTER!” I say pulling the knife from out behind my back, walking forward more, my smile getting bigger. “W.what are y.you doing, I.I’m your M.mother”, She says. I laugh “you're not my mother. YOU'RE AN IMPOSTER! And I’m going to teach you a lesson,” I scream laughing after. My ‘mum’ backed up and hit a wall “D.don’t do this, I.I’m you mother, please,” She pleads. I just laugh now that I think about it, I sound kinda demonic. Then pulling the knife up, I skin her face off, hearing her scream, once her face is off I put it on my face and wear it as a mask. Afterwards realizing that was my actual mum, and I killed her, I smile under the ‘mask’ and don’t feel bad about it. It’s been a day since that incident, and ever since that day I’ve been more happy, not stuttering,  accepting who I am. A psychopathic murderer. I haven’t killed anyone lately, the shadow hasn’t been round, not that I know of at least.  The voices are still there and I talk to them. I look at the clock, 12 I sigh and walk to the kitchen. When I turn round the corner, I come face to face with the shadow.

“Oh it’s you, I’d like to thank you my life is better than it ever was,” It just stands there, after a minute of awkward silence, “Hey, since you're not trying to kill me anymore, can you like, tell me who you are?” It stays silent. Finally it talks.

“I’m Austin, I had the same thing happen to me as you have, and now I’m like this” He takes off his hood, he has blond hair, green eyes and a crazy smile. I smile back “Finally, so Austin, if you had the same thing happen to you, like feeling like you're being watched, you witnessed a murder, thought that your parents aren’t who you thought they were so you killed them. Why did you do that to me?”

“Simple my life was better after that happened so why not make someone else's better” he said with that same crazed smile. I thought about everything that happened and how it did make my life better. I still had one question though, “What happened to the person who did this to you and the man that was sitting on the bench that first night?”

“Oh, they both died” he said his smile even crazier, ‘He killed him’ I thought, ‘that means I should kill him.’ I smirked at the thought and slowly reached for the knife on the bench and hid it behind my back. My smirk turned into a crazed smile, His smile faded when he realized that I had worked out how they died. Austin slowly backed away, I took a step forward “So they died, not of natural causes of course” My smile even crazier, his smile turning into a scared frown.

“Oh not so happy now” I laugh, he backs up until he hits the counter. “Oh, are you stuck, nowhere to run.” My crazed smile stays on my face,

“Wh.what are y.you going to d.do” It makes me smile wider to see him in fear.

“Oh, I don’t know, I could stab you in the chest, or I could cut open your throat, or my personal favourite, use this knife to skin your face off” his face turns more scared, “oh, by the look on your face you like the last one” I say while holding the knife higher to his face.

“P.please d.don’t, I’m innocent, I w.wouldn’t h.hurt a fl.fly” he tries to reason with me.

“Really you're innocent, let's see here, you killed your own parents, a random person in the park, a lady working at a cafe, someone who turn you this way and you made someone go crazy and do two of those things. Yeah you're really innocent.” I say as I move the knife higher so it is below his chin, “any last words, Austin.” before he can answer I answer for him, “No, ok” and in one movement his face comes right off. “Thanks for the mask” I say as I put his face on mine as a mask. I look down at his body and laugh, “well better clean this mess up” dragging the body down to my basement was hard work, I head back up and lock the door. I grab a cloth and clean all the blood, wow there is a lot of blood, once it is all gone I look at the cloth, damn it, it’s turned red. I throw it in the bin down in the basement so nobody can see it. There the it looks like nothing happened.

“There nothing happened, Now what should I do with his and mum's faces?” I look round the room and see some picture frames on the wall. Idea, I go and grab the picture frames and put the faces in them, I go up to my room and hang them on a empty wall. “There perfect, Now no one can come into my room oh well.” It has been a week and half the trophy wall is full, no body has found out who I am, the police have been trying to catch me since someone reported that Austin and my mum have been missing. “And done,” I just finished hanging the newest ‘picture’ to the trophy wall. Then there is a knock at the door, I go downstairs, It Sally, “Oh hi Sally what are you doing here”

“Oh I’m just wondering if you are ok, I know that your mum is missing so I wanted to see if I could cheer you up, but you don’t look sad at all” she says with a confused face.

“Oh ok how about you come in” I say while stepping aside so she can come in, before closing the door I look both directions to see if anyone will notice if she lets say. Doesn’t come back out.

“Hey Sally I have something to show you, I think it is really cool, follow me.” We walk upstairs and into my room. “Ok now turn around,” a crazed smile is formed onto my face. She slowly turns round and looks horrified. “Do you like it?”

“W.what is i.it” she asks stuttering.

“Oh it’s just the faces of all the people I’ve killed cool right, look here, this one is my mums, oh and this one is of a person called Austin. He was the person that made me this way, and then the others are just random people. Cool right?” she just looks at me with a horrified face.

“W.why are y.you telling m.me this, I.I could just g.go to the po.police?”

“Well that's simple to answer,” I say my voice sounds demonic, “you won’t be leaving” I pull the knife that I had behind my back to her face, “AIny last words?” I ask, “No, ok then” the knife moves and her face comes right off. Her body falls to the ground blood everywhere. After I clean everything up and hang her face on the wall, I turn the T.V on to check the news. What do I find? The police are threatening me, telling me that I should turn myself in now so I don’t get hurt. My signature crazed smile comes on my face, “So that’s how you want to play it well the, let’s play!”

P.E Blog week 1

P.E homework Week 1

The aspect of well-being that was affected in this weeks activity was your physical well-being. The factor that influenced my participation in multi-sport this week was the sense of achievement. This influenced my participation positively because the more I played and won the more I wanted to play. An example of this was when my team won with my help.