Lab

We were trying to figure what combination of soda and Mentos would make

bigger fountain. Our controlled experiment was using diet Dr. Thunder and 1 fruity mentos. That made a fountain about 6 inches to a foot high, which of course to us scientist was very unsatisfying. Then, each group came up with another idea to make it a lot bigger.

First, we tried adding 3 fruity mentos instead of just one and we figure it would make a higher fountain and our hypothesis was completely incorrect. The fountain was almost the same size maybe even a little smaller. So were still on edge on how to make it higher.

We then came up with this amazing idea to try using a different soda. We tried Pineapple soda with 3 fruity mentos still. Well, that didn’t work at all the fountain was really tiny maybe 3 inches. This was not what we were going for.

            Another group then came up with the idea that maybe if we try another soda it would change the responding Variable. We decided to use Diet Twist Up. We changed that manipulated variable and we were correct! Then fountain went 3 times as high as the controlled experiment. It was 3 feet high. We were getting excited then. Then, the last group came up with possibly using 5 fruity mentos instead of 3. We didn’t realize we used non diet soda and the only 3 fruity mentos dropped in. So the manipulated variable actually ended up being the non diet soda, which didn’t work because the non-diet soda didn’t work. But, we did learn that that diet soda worked better then normal soda. Everyone then put there thinking caps on because we were determined to make the highest fountain.

            The next day we got started and tried the first experiment. We figured if we took the fruity mentos and taped it to the lid and closed the cap and made sure the fruity mentos dropped in. The responding variable was not very satisfying it really didn’t work, but we discovered that putting the lid on built up the pressure and it might help out in a further experiment. Well, still thinking we decided to try to change the fruity mentos to mint mentos, and the responding variable to that manipulated variable was it made a lot bigger fountain. It went almost 5 feet, which meant we were on track to finding the answer to our problem. The next group then thought maybe if we used 6 mint mentos that maybe the fountain would be even taller. Well, the responding variable was quiet satisfying. The fountain went to at least 10 feet high! Which we thought it was ok. But, we of course with being scientist and new it could go a lot higher. So went back to the drawing board and started to really ponder our options.

            A group then came up with the thought of trying Root beer and hoping that the manipulated variable would change. But, no such luck the fountain only went 5 feet high, we then new that the only soda to do this correctly was the Diet Twist Up.

            The Last day we finally decided to put all our heads together and come up with one experiment. We decided to screw a hole in the top of the lid and let the pressure build up more, kind of like a hose. Well, that theory was correct and our responding variable was very exceptional. The fountain went a little but above 15 feet high and it lasted a while too.      

            At the end of this amazing journey of how to make a mentos and soda pop make a big fountain. We connected and found out the true meaning of team work because if it wasn’t for our groups we wouldn’t have figure out that 6 mint mentos, 1 liter of Diet twist up, and a hole in the cap would make and amazingly big fountain that we are going to remember for years to come.

Description: topic someone escaping from prison.

I was sitting in my cell completely bored and all I wanted to do was get out of this horrifying place. I mean it was ridiculous how I even got in here. I got blamed for something I didn’t even freaking do. I mean I would never kill someone even if I had the opportunity. But, the judge didn’t care that I was innocent he just sent me to this god forsaken place.

“Hey Tibby ready for your lunch” The prison guard said in a creepy way.

“Yes” I shyly answered.

Yes as you can tell I am in prison. I got my lunch it was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich again. I am so sick of the food it is ridiculous. What if I didn’t have to eat this food anymore? I can already imagine my mom’s home made blueberry muffins and how good those tasted. I have been in here for 3 months and 22 days. My mom has only visited me once. I mean I use to be the perfect child who never did anything wrong. I even have my bachelor’s degree and I was working my way to get my doctorate. I had never been in trouble before. Even in school I had never even had detention. I was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.

            I was at the park reading a book. It was a perfect day outside. When I guy came up to me.

            “May I sit here?” The guy pointed to the other side of the bench.

            “Of course I don’t own the bench.” I laughed.

            I went back to reading my book and got really into and I looked over at this guy and he was just looking at the ground and was shaking a lot. I figured maybe he needed someone to talk to you know to get something off his mind.

            “What is your name?” I asked.

            “My name is Ted. What is yours?”

            “My name is Tibby” I said enthusiastically.

We started talking and got to know each other and he seamed like a pretty decent guy. He had brown hair and green eyes and was about 6ft. He had a slim build. But, then he started saying something I didn’t want to know about.

            “I have to tell you something. I need to tell someone and you seam like a decent person and I feel like I can trust you. But, I know your not going to like this.” He looked nervous, “When I walked over here I had just got done doing something nobody should do. I had just killed a guy. A guy I was very close to…. My brother… After I did that I got so nervous and worried I was going to get caught or my family hating me. But, then I saw you. You looked so innocent like you wouldn’t do anything to bad. Well, I am planning on pinning all of this on you.”

            “Are you fucking crazy???”  I screamed, “I didn’t do anything, and how are you going to blame this on me. You have no way.” He then grabbed me and took me to the body. He then handed me the gun he used. I didn’t want to grab it but he made me and I just dropped it. My fingerprints were now on the gun and I couldn’t do anything about it. He then covered my clothes with blood.

            I didn’t know what I was supposed to do but, I just ran. I mean what I can do. I went home and quickly took a shower and put my clothes in the wash. I was in panic mode. I mean who else wouldn’t be.

A couple days later the police came to my house with a warrant and it all went down hill from that and I am now here in this Hell hole.

            “It is lights out” the guard yelled.

I quickly lay down in my rusty old mettle cot and tried to fall asleep. But I kept coming up with scenarios on how to get out of here. I mean I couldn’t get in to much trouble sense I really don’t belong here right? I know it isn’t true but I have gone delirious just being locked up not really being able to do anything what so ever. I mean we have a library and can check out books. But, I think I have read every single book in there. 

            I need to find a way out. I am going to plan this and get the hell out of here. I grabbed my notebook that we are supposed to have if we want to write out all our feelings and crap. But, they don’t check them so I use it.

            “Plan to escape”, I wrote on top. I then drew a map of the prison it had approximately 200 cells and then there was the offices for all the employees. I made sure I included the exits in the map. I looked at it and it was perfect. Then I started thinking about the best time to escape. Well, the most security is at lights out. So I would say about 2am would be a good time to do it. But, then another problem came up, how am I going to get out of the cell….? I started thinking and I couldn’t come up with anything. I put my notebook and pen underneath my pillow and eventually fell asleep.

            I woke up the next morning with a guard banging on my cell door.

            “Wake up, you have a visitor.” He said annoyed.

            I look up at the guard confused. Who would be visiting me. He unlocked the cell door and hand cuffed me. He then took me out to the visitor area and their was only one person in there. It was my boyfriend Tyler. I was astonished. He hadn't visited me once and now all of a sudden he was here. I went over to him and quickly sat down.

"Hey I am here to help bail you out." He whispered.

"How are you going to do that?"

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Descriptive Writing

Assingment: Describe someone that tells you more than you want to know about something.

Someone that tells you more than you want to know is annoying I have got to say. All they do is talk and talk. Like I was watching Scrubs yesterday and this guy had to do community service. So he chose to go in an ambulance and help out. Well, he went to his first day and let just say this women was obnoxious. She just kept talking about words and how each of them sounded and what it felt like to talk about them. It was seriously ridiculous how much she talked about. I think that guy and everyone who watched that show new more about words than anything. Oh and then she kept talking about her son. You could write a book on how much she was telling you. She was just overly happy and just wouldn’t stop talking and of course this guy was the type of person who hated people who talked too much or at all for that matter. She didn’t care though. But, the reason why she talked about her son is because he died which was understandable. But, still I mean she would say a word and then it was weird to say and she started saying it over and over again.

            She explained Gum and how it was a weird word so for the whole rest of the day she just pretty much said gum gum gum gum gum. This guy got so annoyed he sat in the back. Well, she then started paying more attention to him then driving and ran right into a car. She broke her collar bone. She just talked way too much for her own good and over explained everything.