Explain Exclamation Marks

It is a punctuation mark at the end of a sentence to show great feeling. It should never be used in formal writing, and should never be followed by another exclamation mark. Great Scott! This post is almost due! link is here!

Revised Paragraph "my life sounds like this"

“Don’t Cry For Me Argentina”- Madonna- I probably wouldn't have encountered this song if I had never had the history teacher I did in high school. Every morning that I would walk into his classroom for the first part of the semester he would be playing the same songs almost every day. Somehow, almost every morning, I would walk in during "Don't Cry For Me Argentina", thus giving him a pretty good idea of when I would walk in. As I would step into the room and smell a bit of the wood glue, from all the models he made, I would hear this song. He would share with me some stories about the planes he made models of. Often times he would tell of the intense dog fights of his crimson bi-decker and tri-decker model planes that the Red Baron flew or the account of anything else he had made.

Original paragraph from "my life sounds like this"

“Don’t Cry For Me Argentina”- Madonna- I probably wouldn't have encountered this song if I had never had the history teacher I did in high school. Every morning that I would walk into his classroom for the first part of the semester he would be playing the same songs almost every day unless he just forgot to put them on that day or if it is Christmas time. Somehow, almost every morning, I would walk in during "Don't Cry For Me Argentina" most every morning, so he had a pretty good idea of when I would walk in.
I first fell in love with this song from one of its quick build to a longer crash when Madonna isn't singing; the crash was such that I could feel echoing through my stomach as if someone was rolling a large amount of rocks off a cliff into my stomach. Few songs can capture my senses like this one: I was almost running through a field with a few trees, the ground would change in elevation and allow the trees to glide across the meadow almost as if they were skating and interpreting the waves sifting sand in my stomach. The year that I didn't have him as a teacher didn't keep me from visiting him. Just stepping into the room and smelling a bit of the wood glue from all the models he made would bring me back to this song. Once in a while, as I would sit there and do some homework, he would share with me some stories about the planes he made models of. He would always have a bit of candy in his desk, and gave me a piece whenever he would tell of the intense dog fights of his bi-decker and tri-decker model planes that the Red Baron flew, the total destruction of the atom bombs the Enola Gay dropped, a bit from the USS Constitution, or anything else he had made. Eventually, I adopted him as a kind-of grandpa without telling him.

Semicolon sense;

Semicolons are used to connect two independent clauses that could be sentences on their own. This is usually only done in English; I don't know of any other language that uses semicolons. The semicolon itself usually looks like a coma with a dot above it; one could call the dot the comma's hat. I have just given two examples of how to use a semicolon, but for a couple of more examples click on the Random Phrase.

Don't Cry For Me Argentina

I probably wouldn't have encountered this song if I had never had the history teacher I did in high school. Every morning that I would walk into his classroom for the first part of the semester he would be playing the same songs almost every day unless he just forgot to put them on that day or if it is Christmas time. Somehow, almost every morning, I would walk in during "Don't Cry For Me Argentina" most every morning, so he had a pretty good idea of when I would walk in.
I first fell in love with this song from one of its quick build to a longer crash when Madonna isn't singing; the crash was such that I could feel echoing through my stomach as if someone was rolling a large amount of rocks off a cliff into my stomach. Few songs can capture my senses like this one: I was almost running through a field with a few trees, the ground would change in elevation and allow the trees to glide across the meadow almost as if they were skating and interpreting the waves sifting sand in my stomach. The year that I didn't have him as a teacher didn't keep me from visiting him. Just stepping into the room and smelling a bit of the wood glue from all the models he made would bring me back to this song. Once in a while, as I would sit there and do some homework, he would share with me some stories about the planes he made models of. He would always have a bit of candy in his desk, and gave me a piece whenever he would tell of the intense dog fights of his bi-decker and tri-decker model planes that the Red Baron flew, the total destruction of the atom bombs the Enola Gay dropped, a bit from the USS Constitution, or anything else he had made. Eventually, I adopted him as a kindof grandpa without telling him.

Rapsody In Blue

For one of my two songs I decided to do Rapsody In Blue. I didn't hear this song until I was somewhere around the age of 14 when my jazz band brother was bringing home unknown artists.
Initially, the chords of this song didn't cause much of a disturbance to me, until the undulating notes' voices increases in such great lengths to insist to be heard anywhere in the house. As this concoction of almost infinitely many notes would slither down halls and through the walls of the home I would puzzle at how such a genre came out of the abyss to haunt me. Eventually one of my beautiful heroes would fall into the house, causing the abyss to retreat. Oh the glory of that blessed moment! No longer would I need to reverberate from the builds and releases of the stanza; no need to watch my homework morph from a paper to a screen viewing unrest! I would finally be able to rid myself of the notes that would stick in my teeth from tasting the mixture. The smell of dust would scatter, no longer disturbed by the waves constantly moving its home. Although I claim to have a high viscosity when unknown differences I do admit my eventual treason in terms of changes.

Slashes in the middle of text?

Weird how a slash sometimes end up in the text, and it isn't for a website. I sometimes struggle with slashes in the text because there are so many ways to interpret their meaning. In a blog guideline it can be used to denote an "either or" for the words being used. In a book that has confined space it sometimes is used for a person singing or reciting a poem. When I write up notes it can be an "either or" thing or a "both" thing, it can even end up as something used to put words with definitions together. My problem: what exactly does each slash mean?
According to TSMGTW the slash is used to "separate lines of poetry and to separate word pairs that present options or opposites." Assuming that this were always true, and none knew the short ways of saying with or without using slashes (w/ or w/o), what would we suppose these to mean? but since this is not the case it must be assumed that for note taking these abbreviations are still usable. For a quick list of its uses, click HERE!!!!!!!!!!!MUAHAHAHA!!!!!!!