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[17 Nov 2005|12:04pm] |
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LMAO WTF WHO HACKED ME :( i think it was mimi but seriously that was a pretty weird thing to do whoever freaking did it :( too bad i would never commit suicide, if you knew anything about my you'd know that i don't plan on going to hell any time soon. the fact that mimi brought it to my attention makes me think it was her and since she knows the pw, but whatever, the pass is being changed and no, i'm not commiting suicide. ;)
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| more school stuff <3 sorry |
[27 Oct 2005|09:13pm] |
She was born Norma Jeane Mortenson on June 1, 1926 in Los Angeles, California, to Gladys Baker. As the identity of her father is undetermined, she was later baptized Norma Jeane Baker. Gladys had been a film cutter at RKO studios, but psychological problems prevented her from keeping the job and she was eventually committed to a mental institution.
Norma Jeane spent most of her childhood in foster homes and orphanages until 1937, when she moved in with family friend Grace McKee Goddard. Unfortunately, when Grace's husband was transferred to the East Coast in 1942, the couple couldn't afford to take 16-year-old Norma Jeane with them. Norma Jeane had two options: return to the orphanage or get married.
On June 19, 1942 she wed her 21-year-old neighbor Jimmy Dougherty, whom she had been dating for six months. They were happy together until he joined the Merchant Marines and was sent to the South Pacific in 1944.
After Jimmy left, Norma Jeane took a job on the assembly line at the Radio Plane Munitions factory in Burbank, California. Several months later, photographer David Conover saw her while taking pictures of women contributing to the war effort for Yank magazine. He couldn't believe his luck. She was a "photographer's dream." Conover used her for the shoot and then began sending modeling jobs her way. However, Jimmy's return in 1946 meant Norma Jeane had to make another choice- this time between her marriage and her career.
Norma Jeane divorced Jimmy in June of 1946, and signed her first studio contract with Twentieth Century Fox on August 26, 1946. She earned $125 a week. Soon after, Norma Jeane dyed her hair blonde and changed her name to Marilyn Monroe (borrowing her grandmother's last name).
On January 14, 1954, Marilyn married baseball superstar Joe Dimaggio at San Francisco's City Hall. During their Tokyo honeymoon, Marilyn took time to perform for the service men stationed in Korea. Her presence caused a near-riot among the troops. Unfortunately, Marilyn's fame and sexual image became a theme that haunted their marriage. Nine months later on October 27, 1954, Marilyn and Joe divorced.
In 1956, Marilyn started her own motion picture company, Marilyn Monroe Productions. Marilyn received further recognition for 1959's Some Like It Hot, winning a Golden Globe for Best Actress in a Comedy.
On June 29, 1956, Marilyn wed playwright Arthur Miller. The marriage between Marilyn and Arthur ended on January 20, 1961, and The Misfits was to be Marilyn's (and Gable's) last completed film.
Sadly, in a shocking turn of events on the early morning of August 5, 1962, 36-year-old Marilyn died in her sleep at her Brentwood, California home. On August 8, 1962, Marilyn's body was laid to rest in the Corridor of Memories, #24, at Westwood Memorial Park in Los Angeles, California.
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Awards:
Golden Globe for “Female World Film Favorite 1954”
Nomination for Best Foreign Actress, 1956 British Academy Awards (“The Seven Year Itch”)
Nomination for Best Foreign Actress, 1958 British Academy Awards (“The Prince and the Showgirl”)
David Di Donatello Prize for Best Foreign Actress (“The Prince and the Showgirl,” 1959)
Crystal Star Award for Best Foreign Actress (“The Prince and the Showgirl,” 1959)
Golden Globe for Best Actress in a Comedy (“Some Like It Hot,” 1960)
Golden Globe for “Female World Film Favorite 1961”
Chosen by Empire Magazine as one of the “100 Sexiest Stars in Film History” (1995)
Voted Empire (UK) Magazine’s “Sexiest Female Movie Star of all Time” (1995)
Ranked #8 in Empire (UK) Magazine’s “The Top 100 Movie Stars of All Time” (1997)
Named the Number One Sex Star of the 20th century by Playboy magazine (1999)
Voted “Sexiest Woman of the Century” by People Magazine (1999)
Voted 4th Greatest Movie Star of all time by Entertainment Weekly
Voted 2nd Greatest Movie Star of all time by Premiere Magazine
Ranked #6 on the American Film Institute’s “50 Greatest Screen Legends” list
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| LMAO SCHOOL STUFF SORRY. |
[24 Oct 2005|10:18pm] |
Victims of the Holocaust left behind a genre of literature as documentation of the nightmare they experienced. Diaries, journals, letters, poetry all captured the daily horrors of life during the Holocaust. These personal accounts also testify spirit, the will to survive, and the effort to retain simple human dignity under unbelievably terrible circumstances. Ordinary people, even children and teenagers such as Anne Frank, as well as famous historians such as Emmanuel Ringelblum, left behind written testaments of human courage and determination. In doing so, they preserve the memory of their lives and the lives of others who suffered and died at the hands of the Nazis.
ANNE FRANK, THE DIARY OF A YOUNG GIRL EXCERPTS
Saturday, July 15, 1944
"It's difficult in times like these: ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart. It's utterly impossible for me to build my life on a foundation of chaos, suffering and death. I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness, I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too, I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too shall end, that peace and tranquility will return once more. In the meantime, I must hold on to my ideals. Perhaps the day will come when I'll be able to realize them!"
April 5, 1944
"...but the minute I was alone I knew I was going to cry my eyes out. I slid to the floor in my nightgown and began by saying my prayers, very fervently. Then I drew my knees to my chest, lay my head on my arms and cried, all huddled up on the bare floor. A loud sob brought me back down to earth..."
May 18, 1943
"Have you ever heard the term 'hostages'? That's the latest punishment for saboteurs. It's the most horrible thing you can imagine. Leading citizens--innocent people--are taken prisoner to await their execution. If the Gestapo can't find the saboteur, they simply grab five hostages and line them up against the wall. You read the announcements of their death in the paper, where they're referred to as 'fatal accidents."
EXCERPT FROM ABE'S STORY
"We heard a whistle and shouts of schnell (hurry),as the Nazis ordered us to line up. My eyes beheld an unbelievable sight. Men were running around barefoot in the snow, as though they were going out of their minds. With emaciated bodies, they did not look like human beings anymore. My thoughts went far afield. What has happened to these people? What will happen to me? Why did they send me here, and how did I get into this position?
To keep us in line, the Nazi SS guards whipped us like cattle. When we lined up for our supper--it could hardly have been called supper--they permitted one man at a time to go forward in the line and receive his portion of bread. The guard then whipped the next person, which was his signal to go forward and receive his ration of bread. This whipping deeply hurt our exhausted, frozen bodies. Will this small morsel of bread have to do me from now on? Who knows when I will get my next meal?
While walking back to the barracks in the snow, with bread in hand, my mind wandered back to Camp Hardt. My God, that camp was like heaven compared to this one. This camp was hell; that much I knew. Upon entering the barracks, my supposed new home, I saw that there were no provisions for heating this cold, dreary building.
No human being could have remained healthy under the conditions existing in this camp and in others like it. Our bladders were weak and not functioning properly. As a result, we found ourselves needing to go to the latrine many times during the night. Four times, five times, and sometimes more, we had to trek through the snow to urinate, as there were no toilet facilities in the barracks. Our only course of action was to use the latrine facilities a block away to get relief. I thought that if this were how I must live, then I would learn to survive.
Like animals, we become cunning when faced with hardships. We found two large bowls in the building. We used them to pass our water and get relief, without making the long walk through the snow to the latrine. When these bowls filled, one of us had to empty the contents on the snow outside the barracks. We staked our lives against the possibility of being caught.
To our great sorrow, we soon learned that we would have to eat out of these same bowls. We cleaned the bowls as best we could with just the snow outside our building. My God, how any of us survived is beyond my comprehension. Six men to eat our food from one bowl. Animals had it better."
While these accounts do record actual events, it is important to note that these observations are filtered through personal experience and human emotions.
http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fp%3Djewish%2Bholocaust%26ei%3DUTF-8%26fr%3Dslv1-&h=452&w=567&imgcurl=www.east-buc.k12.ia.us%2F00_01%2FSp%2Fkb_hol%2Fhol5.jpg&imgurl=www.east-buc.k12.ia.us%2F00_01%2FSp%2Fkb_hol%2Fhol5.jpg&size=50.1kB&name=hol5.jpg&rcurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.east-buc.k12.ia.us%2F00_01%2FSp%2Fkb_hol%2Fhol6.htm&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.east-buc.k12.ia.us%2F00_01%2FSp%2Fkb_hol%2Fhol6.htm&p=jewish+holocaust&type=jpeg&no=6&tt=12,385&ei=UTF-8
SOURCES:
http://www.annefrank.com/2_life_excerpts.htm
http://remember.org/abe/expert.html
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