<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677556088359846009</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:30:50.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Gatsby</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashlee &amp;amp; Savannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12342763129681716359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677556088359846009.post-4649716482853898152</id><published>2008-03-18T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:09:46.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9_mxyZ3qUI/AAAAAAAAABw/py5P2X6xdAg/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179111839517616450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9_mxyZ3qUI/AAAAAAAAABw/py5P2X6xdAg/s320/crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"On the last afternoon before he went abroad he sat with Daisy in his arms for a long, silent time" (157).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show that Gatsby never took any moment for granted. He was going overseas and he was worried that he would never be able to see Daisy again. He sat there with her for a long time because he loves her and he wanted to feel his arms around her one last time before he had to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Said by Nick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"They're a rotten crowd, you're worth the whole damn bunch put together" (162).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show how much better Gatsby is than Daisy, Tom and everyone else that hangs around with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Wilson:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"i spoke to her, -and i said 'God knows what you've been doing. You may fool me but you can't fool God'" (167).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The significance of this quote is that Wilson has distrust in Myrtle. He knew there was something suspicious about her but he didn't know exactly what it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I have an idea that Gatsby himself didn't believe it would come and perhaps he no longer cared" (172).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show that Gatsby believed that no one would ever find out what had happened. He believed that they would just forget about it just like they forget about all their other problems. Nick also tells that he thinks that Gatsby just might not have cared either way what happened to him at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Analysis of the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The picture i picked is to represent the sadness felt in this chapter. The sadness with Wilson and Myrtle and also the sadness with Daisy and Gatsby. Wilson loved Myrtle. Although they didnt have any kids and she didn't love him as much as he loved her, he still loved her. She cheated on him all the time and he still found in himself reasons to keep on loving her. Daisy and Gatsby also have a part in this sadness. Gatsby loves Daisy more than anything. He had based his whole life on trying to get her back and to make her see that he loves her more than anything. Daisy has an affair on her husband with Gatsby, the man who devoted his every breath to her, and she has the odasity to not even show up at his funeral. I picked this picture because i believe it fit the chapter exceptionally well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taylor Swift Teardrops - On My Guitar Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see,That I want and I'm needing, everything that we should be,I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about,And she's got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ev'rything&lt;/span&gt; that I have to live without...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh 'cause it's just so dam funny,But I can't even see anyone when he's with me,He says he's so in love, he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fin'lly&lt;/span&gt; got it right,I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,The only thing that keeps me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wishin&lt;/span&gt;' on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wishin&lt;/span&gt;' star,He's the song in the car I keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;singin&lt;/span&gt;', don't know why I do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?And there he goes, so perfectly, The kind of flawless I wish I could be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She better hold him tight, give him all her love Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky 'cause...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,The only thing that keeps me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wishin&lt;/span&gt;' on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wishin&lt;/span&gt;' star,He's the song in the car I keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;singin&lt;/span&gt;', don't know why I do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light,I'll put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart,He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough,And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This song reflects how Gatsby is with Daisy. No mater how much he wants her she will never be his. She is in love with Tom weather she is wishing to acknowledge it or not. There for when Daisy And Gatsby start having the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;affair&lt;/span&gt; it is doomed from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;start&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677556088359846009-4649716482853898152?l=wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4649716482853898152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677556088359846009&amp;postID=4649716482853898152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/4649716482853898152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/4649716482853898152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/2008/03/chapter-8.html' title='Chapter 8'/><author><name>Ashlee &amp;amp; Savannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12342763129681716359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9_mxyZ3qUI/AAAAAAAAABw/py5P2X6xdAg/s72-c/crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677556088359846009.post-4185050305623000988</id><published>2008-03-13T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:10:07.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R-DMwiZ3qVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8RAZZhXWm8Q/s1600-h/11200701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179364705717168466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R-DMwiZ3qVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8RAZZhXWm8Q/s320/11200701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Gatsby:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“I wanted somebody who wouldn’t gossip. Daisy comes over quite often – in the afternoons” (122)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This relates to everyone Gossiping about ever ones business and telling everyone ever thing about an thing that they deem interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;“Afterward he kept looking at the child with surprise” (123).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This statement show that Gatsby is shocked by the presences of Daisy' little girl. Is a stowed by the appearance of how the youngster looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He looked at me keenly, realizing that Jordon and I must have known all along” (128). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this statement Nick is Pointing out that Tom finally figures that Daisy is having an affair with Gatsby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Tom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;“I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this statement Tom is expressing how he feels about people wife's being with other men. When he himself had done just that same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Analysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Picture Analysis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The picture depicts the little girl that comes in all dressed up looking pretty taking to her mother. And watching the standers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three thirty in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a soul in sight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The city's lookin' like a ghost town &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a moonless summer night Raindrops on the windshield &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's a storm moving in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's headin' back from somewhere &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That he never should have been And the thunder rolls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the thunder rolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every light is burnin' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a house across town &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's pacin' by the telephone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In her faded flannel gown &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Askin' for miracle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopin' she's not right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prayin' it's the weather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's kept him out all night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the thunder rolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the thunder rolls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thunder rolls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the lightnin' strikes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another love grows cold &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a sleepless night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the storm blows on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of control &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep in her heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thunder rolls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's waitin' by the window &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When he pulls into the drive &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She rushes out to hold him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankful he's alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But on the wind and rain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A strange new perfume blows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he knows that she knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the thunder rolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the thunder rolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thunder rolls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the lightnin' strikes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another love grows cold and dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a sleepless night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the storm blows on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of control &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep in her heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thunder rolls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She runs back down the hallway &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And through the bedroom door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She reaches for the pistol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kept in the dresser drawer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tells the lady in the mirror &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He won't do this again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause tonight will be the last time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'll wonder where he's been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These lyric relate to how Tom feels when he finally putt two and two together and realise that Daisy and Gatsby are having an affair together right under he nose. But he finally realises it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677556088359846009-4185050305623000988?l=wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4185050305623000988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677556088359846009&amp;postID=4185050305623000988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/4185050305623000988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/4185050305623000988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/2008/03/capter-7.html' title='Chapter 7'/><author><name>Ashlee &amp;amp; Savannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12342763129681716359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R-DMwiZ3qVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8RAZZhXWm8Q/s72-c/11200701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677556088359846009.post-4883079273345640649</id><published>2008-03-13T06:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:10:21.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9k0JSZ3qQI/AAAAAAAAABU/iZjf1FmRZ0k/s1600-h/yacht.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177226580802906370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9k0JSZ3qQI/AAAAAAAAABU/iZjf1FmRZ0k/s200/yacht.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"James Gatz-that was really, or at least legally, his name" (104).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show that Jay Gatsby's real name is James Gatz. James Gatz is the Gatsby's real name but he used his new name to cover up who he used to be. He always wanted to be wealthy and rich and now he is so he changed his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"He wanted nothing less of Daisy than that she should go to Tom and say: 'I never loved you.'...just as if it were five years ago" (116)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The significance of this quote is that Gatsby loves Daisy so much that he just wants her to be happy and be with him because it would make not only her happy, but it would make him the happiest man ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Tom:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Oh, yes," said Tom very gruffly polite but obviously not remembering, "so we did, i remember very well" (108).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The significane of this quote is to show that Tom is a fake person. He really did not remember meeting Gatsby, but he just pretended so that he did not look stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"After all, in the very casualness of Gatsby's party there were romantic possibilities totally absent from her world" (115).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show that when people went to Gatsby's parties, you never really knew what the outcome was going to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;Analysis of the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The picture in chapter six is to represent Dan Cody's Yacht. Dan Cody is a friend of Jay Gatsby's. He is the person that got Gatsby his start to fortune. Gatsby was an unwealthy man and all he had ever wanted was to be rich and have fortune. Finally, one day while rowing across the ocean, he came upon a yacht. This yacht happened to be Dan Cody's. He started Gatsby in his own business and that is where he took off. After that Gatsby was a rich man. He had always been wealthy after that and has always been thankful towards Dan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;English Settlement&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Yacht Dance"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;W W W e, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;W w W w W the tops of the seas, that would pull us down to the depths &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;W W W and crush us flat if given half a chance. no need &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WWW WWW to look back to pictures of lost, when all was rust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we, we will skim across the surface of the mud as if we're- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spinning pebbles oh, in our yacht dance oh, in our yacht dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seas, made of people stained with scorn who never see the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;light of real love. no need to look back through diaries of lost &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now turned to dust. we, we will skate across the surface of the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;storm as if we're wheeling sea-birds. oh, in our yacht dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, in our yacht dance. and how they'll be jealous of both of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;us! in our yacht dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the seas, that would pull us down to the depths and crush us flat if&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;given half a chance. no need to look back to pictures of lost, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when all was we, we will skim across the surface of the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mud as if we're spinning pebbles. oh, in our yacht dance oh, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in our yacht dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677556088359846009-4883079273345640649?l=wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4883079273345640649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677556088359846009&amp;postID=4883079273345640649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/4883079273345640649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/4883079273345640649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/2008/03/chapter-6_13.html' title='Chapter 6'/><author><name>Ashlee &amp;amp; Savannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12342763129681716359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9k0JSZ3qQI/AAAAAAAAABU/iZjf1FmRZ0k/s72-c/yacht.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677556088359846009.post-3189427695150299734</id><published>2008-03-12T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:10:33.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9fUtiZ3qPI/AAAAAAAAABM/PkgQxL7blyk/s1600-h/baker_mansion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176840175480187122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9fUtiZ3qPI/AAAAAAAAABM/PkgQxL7blyk/s320/baker_mansion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;“Your place looks like the world’s fair” (86).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statement is referring to Gatsby's house being decorated and looking nice, elegant, and showy. The house is so lit up that it looks like a carnival because his house is so bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Gatsby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No body’s is coming to tea. It’s too late” Gatsby (90).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statement shows that Gatsby is getting anxious. He is so nervous that Daisy will be late, even though it was not even her expected time yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gatsby, pale as death, with his hands plunged like weights in his coats pockets, was standing in a puddle of water glaring tragically in to my eyes” (91).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statement is showing that Gatsby extremely nervous. All he can do is stand there like he is a statue. He is pleading for help from Nick in away, by shooting him glares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They had forgotten me but Daisy glanced up and held out her hand; Gatsby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t know me at all” (101-102).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statement shows that when Daisy and Gatsby are left together they become so engrossed in each other that all others become invisible and are not noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Analysis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this chapter is all about focusing on what Gatsby has achieved over the years of his life. His wants Daisy to see his house because he want her to know that he i s accomplished business man. That he has raisin through the ranks of society all the way up to the top. He want Daisy to praise his house and all the expensive things he own that are too extravagant to have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picture Analysis &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture represents Gatsby's house. Being lit up like a carnival. that it over shadows every thing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XTC&lt;/span&gt; - Little Lighthouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a little lighthouse when she &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opens up her huge eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And streams of diamonds shoot out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til we're wading waist deep in her brilliant love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a little lighthouse when she&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opens up her red mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And gold word ribbons rope and rodeo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The dark clouds in bouquet above &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For how long will this dark age last? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For how long must we wait to learn?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Across the black and fossil ocean vast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I spy love and she doth brightly burn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love sure lives in the right house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a little lighthouse when she&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opens up her huge mind and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thoughts descending spears of crystal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Build a Jacob's ladder up to love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a little lighthouse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When she opens up her red dress &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Show skin of rubber marble &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lit by knowledge and the fireflies above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And can others see this splendid beam? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or do they navigate in dark? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you ever want to dock your dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well you'll need love to guide your fragile ark &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love sure keeps a bright house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a little lighthouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is referring to his house being so brightly lit up. he i s trying to reflect him self in the way he present the house the day Daisy comes over to Nicks. Gatsby makes it as extravagant as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677556088359846009-3189427695150299734?l=wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/feeds/3189427695150299734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677556088359846009&amp;postID=3189427695150299734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/3189427695150299734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/3189427695150299734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/2008/03/chapter-5.html' title='Chapter 5'/><author><name>Ashlee &amp;amp; Savannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12342763129681716359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9fUtiZ3qPI/AAAAAAAAABM/PkgQxL7blyk/s72-c/baker_mansion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677556088359846009.post-2582806256457321126</id><published>2008-03-11T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:10:47.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9Z_wSZ3qLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1ZTuQGrTHag/s1600-h/faceless.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176465289259755698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9Z_wSZ3qLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1ZTuQGrTHag/s200/faceless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;"There was music from my neighbor's house through the summer nights" (43).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;The significance of this quote is that at Jay Gatsby's parties you are always assured a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Jordan:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"This is much too polite for me" (49).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show Jordan's awareness on how fake people were acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Said by Lucille:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"...When i was here last i tore my gown on a chair, and he asked me my name and address-inside of a week i got a package from Croirier's with a new evening gown in it" (47).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The significance of this quote shows how wealthy Gatsby is. He has a lot of family inherited money and does not necessarily care what he spends it on. He is just an overall nice man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Said by Gatsby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I'm Gatsby. I thought you knew, old sport. I'm afraid I'm not a very good host" (52).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show that people go to Gatsby's parties and they don't know him and he usually does not know them either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Analysis Of The Picture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;This picture is significant because it represents all the people that attend Gatsby's parties. The people that attend Gatsby's parties have no name and no distinctive features. For example there are people in this story, such as the undergraduate and Owl Eyes. They are introduced in to the story but their real names are not revealed because they are such irrelevant characters and have little significance. These characters get the title of nameless because they have little importance in the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Analysis.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Chapter analysis of the car wreck. In the begining of the story there is a car accident. There are a few people involved and they do not at first realize that they had even crashed. When the man finally realizes that he was in a car wreck he steps out of the car and starts to walk away. He is so careless that he was not even going to report that there had been a crash. He is a danger to himself and other people. There was a passanger in the car that was so drunk, he did not even remember who was driving the car. Also, the stupidity of the driver for walking away fromthe scene of the accident just shows how stupid and careless some people really are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gwen Stafani-Crash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Back it up, back it up You got it, you got it Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up You got it, you got it &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Drive back baby to me, fast in your car I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard [2x] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wander round the room and I'm getting things ready I picture you driving, just like Mario Andretti I got the cush, Kettle One, waiting for your engine Your Grand Prix attention, it's gonna be a party &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't forget to make a U-turn I see you left your blinker on I got it rolled and ready here to burn Meet me back at home (a-oh, a-oh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Drive back baby to me, fast in your car I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard [2x] Driving fast in your car I've got you tracked on my radar, oh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's just such a trip, how you're still my speed racer You got me so addicted, just like a free-baser I want you all over me like L.A.M.B. So get here A.S.A.P., it's gonna be a party &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't forget to make a U-turn (don't forget to get here) I see you left your blinker on (you see, I want to get it on) I got it rolled and ready here to burn Meet me back at home (you know you need me so come back) Drive back baby to me, fast in your car I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard [2x] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now you know you're qualified You're in the pole position Put it in first gear, step on the pedal and drive fast Back it up, back it up You got it, you got it Back it up, back it up You got it, you got it Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up You got it, you got it Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up You got it, you got it &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(I'm ready for you) Drive back baby to me, fast in your car (Me and you boo) I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard (Don't make me wait too long) Drive back baby to me, fast in your car (For me and you boo) I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Come on baby, please hurry up, you know I'm waiting for you [4x]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;these lyrics relate to when Owl-eyes drove a car in to a dich and didn't even attempting to try to drive. Then he tries to convince every one that you can get a three wheeled car out of a ditch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677556088359846009-2582806256457321126?l=wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/feeds/2582806256457321126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677556088359846009&amp;postID=2582806256457321126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/2582806256457321126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/2582806256457321126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/2008/03/chapter-3.html' title='Chapter 3'/><author><name>Ashlee &amp;amp; Savannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12342763129681716359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9Z_wSZ3qLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1ZTuQGrTHag/s72-c/faceless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677556088359846009.post-5657239141713869841</id><published>2008-03-11T05:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:10:40.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9aCdSZ3qOI/AAAAAAAAABE/S6DC3hsLeCo/s1600-h/gossip+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176468261377124578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9aCdSZ3qOI/AAAAAAAAABE/S6DC3hsLeCo/s320/gossip+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chapter 4.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by the random woman:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"One time he killed a man who had found out that he was nephew to Von Hindenburg and second cousin to the Devil" (65).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show that people like to start rumors and talk about stuff that they do not even know is true or untrue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Jordan:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"She began to cry-she cried and cried" (81).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show that Daisy still loved Gatsby but felt like she had to marry Tom, even though she would be more happy with Gatsby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"...and for a moment i was sorry that i'd ever set foot upon his over-populated lawn" (72)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show that Nick was ashamed that he had ever been aquainted to Gatsby because he was getting himself into messy situations and he knew there would be a bad outcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I put my arm around Jordan's golden shoulder and drew her toward me and asked her to dinner" (84).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show how Nick finally got the courage to step up and ask Jordan out and confess his love for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Analysis of the Picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The picture in this chapter is to symbolize the gossip that happens around the town. Throughout this book, there are many rumors and things said that are not true. There are constant lies and people turn out to be very unfaithful. Three people that are really unfaithful and tell many lies in this book are Gatsby, Tom and Jordan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tom is Daisy's husband but he does not deserve the title. Tom has a mistress named Myrtle and he blatently cheats on Daisy. Myrtle will call while Tom and Daisy are having dinner and Tom will have the odasity to answer the telephone call. Myrtle is also married so it does not look good for her either. Tom and Myrtle have their own apartment in the valley of ashes. That is where they hook up. This shows how Tom is unfaithful to Daisy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another character in this book that symbolizes gossip is Jordan. Jordan is a professional golf player and also a friend of Daisy and Tom Buchannon. She was once caught cheating at one of the play off games. She denied it, but it did really happen. Jordan has been known to lie a lot and to be unfaithful. Jordan tells Nick that she knows Gatsby. She tells him rumors that she had heard about him even though she has no idea whether or not they are true. This shows how Jordan symbolizes gossip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The last character that symbolizes gossip is Jay Gatsby. Gatsby is a mysterious character. He had always been the talk of the parties and the newest rumor to hit the streets. He is Nick's neighbor in west egg and he is extremely rich. He bought that particular house because he can look across the lake and see Daisy and Tom's house. Gatsby once told Nick that his parents had died, which we later find out is a lie. This shows how Gatsby is a symbol of gossip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three days grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Just Like You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be angry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know I could be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be fake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know I could be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought you were standing beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were only in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re wrong if you think that I’ll be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought you were there to guide me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were only in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re wrong if you think that I’ll be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought you were there to guide me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were only in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re wrong if you think that I’ll be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be ruthless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know I could be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be senseless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know I could be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought you were standing beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were only in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re wrong if you think that I’ll be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought you were there to guide me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were only in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re wrong if you think that I’ll be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought you were there to guide me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were only in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re wrong if you think that I’ll be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On my own, cause I can’t take liven with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m alone, so I won’t turn out like you Want me to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought you were standing beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were only in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re wrong if you think that I’ll be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought you were there to guide me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were only in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re wrong if you think that I’ll be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought you were there to guide me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were only in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’re wrong if you think that I’ll be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could be angry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know I could be just like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Explaination of the Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These song lyrics are to show arrogance. People in this book talk a lot about each other and they always have some involvement in everyone else's business. This song is called just like you and the significance of it is to show that not everyone wants to be alike and be so self centered. Gatsby and Nick are examples of people who don't like to be like others. Nick is a very shy person. He is cousins with Daisy and neighbors with Gatsby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677556088359846009-5657239141713869841?l=wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/feeds/5657239141713869841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677556088359846009&amp;postID=5657239141713869841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/5657239141713869841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/5657239141713869841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/2008/03/great-gatsby_11.html' title='Chapter 4'/><author><name>Ashlee &amp;amp; Savannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12342763129681716359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9aCdSZ3qOI/AAAAAAAAABE/S6DC3hsLeCo/s72-c/gossip+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677556088359846009.post-9186117422843993169</id><published>2008-03-07T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:10:54.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9F9JyZ3qKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/H5VekITZN_Y/s1600-h/waste+land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175055053927983266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9F9JyZ3qKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/H5VekITZN_Y/s200/waste+land.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter Two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"The Valley of ashes is bounded on one side by a small foul river..." (28).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This statement shows how the life of people who live there are "dirty" living people. Since they live in such dirty conditions, it follows them and they too turn into dirty rotten people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"The interior was unprosperous and bare; the only care visible was a dust-covered ford which crouched in a dim corner" (29).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The significance of this quote is to explain the untidyness of Tom Buchannon's mistress. She is very unclean and it defines her also as a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"I have only been drunk twice in my life the second time was that afternoon" (33).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;The significance of this quote is to show that Nick does not really drink very often. He was overwhelmed with what was going on that day so he decided to have a drink or two which ended up getting him drunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said by Nick:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"...Tom Buchannon broke her nose with an open hand" (41).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This quote said by Nick, is telling how tom broke Daisy's nose. The significance of this quote is to show that Tom is a very violent person and he would even go as far as hitting his mistress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Analysis of the Picture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The picture in this chapter is a wasteland and it represents the valley of ashes. The valley of ashes is a very sad and depressing place. It is between West and East egg. This a place where people are cold and mean. The place is dirty and ashy. Here people's actions speak louder than words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Transvision Vamp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;"Trash city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easy Rider to Star Wars From Che Guevara to Laurie Anderson From Light Shows to Videos From LSD to MTV From Back Pack to Pac-Man From the Now Generation to Hi-Tech From 2001 to We're No.1 From Oh Wow to The Transvision Vamp Motivation for the Spacin'Generation... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rules are...there are no rules... Success is credibility...credibility is success... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trash City,T,Trash,Trash City Trash City,T,Trash,Trash City &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trash City Video Dreams, 21th century Hey boys I'm a Planet Queen Of the 21th Century &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trash City here I come, Sony 8 for a Lazer Gun I got my finger on the trigger, gonna do a shoot and run I'll see you honey when the shooting's done We gotta aim to stun so grab your guns And let's go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trash City,T,Trash,Trash City Trash City,T,Trash,Trash City Trash City watch out here I come &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Electric Blue neon overdrive VHS twin customised Shoot it up to Saturn Live All you hot-shots can take a ride I'll see you honey when the shooting's done We gotta aim to stun so grab your guns And let's go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trash City,T,Trash,Trash City Trash City,T,Trash,Trash City Trash City watch out here I come &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hollywood in Soho, hey now it's a real go-go Tonight I'll be upon the screens You'll see me in your dreams...Alright...Oh wow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trash City here I come Trash City watch out here I come Watch out here I come &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trash City Video Dreams...Video Dreams 21th century Hey boy I'm a Planet Queen...I'm a Planet Queen Of the 21th century Pop-Pop,Rock-Rock,Shoot-Shoot,Swoop-Swoop Pop-Pop,Rock-Rock,Shoot-Shoot,Swoop-Swoop Transmission,T,Trans,Transmission No.1 No.1 Video Star &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trash City,T,Trash,Trash City Trash City,T,Trash,Trash City Trash City watch out here I come &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trash City, Trash City here I come Trash City, Trash City here I come Trash City, Trash City here I come Trash City, Trash City...I'm here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lyris represent the Valley of the Ashes. Since the outer part of New York is ugly and grosses and looks "trashy". This song fist how the author was decribing the Vally of Ashes as a dreey place that you didn't want to get off the train for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677556088359846009-9186117422843993169?l=wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/feeds/9186117422843993169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677556088359846009&amp;postID=9186117422843993169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/9186117422843993169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/9186117422843993169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/2008/03/great-gatsby.html' title='Chapter 2'/><author><name>Ashlee &amp;amp; Savannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12342763129681716359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9F9JyZ3qKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/H5VekITZN_Y/s72-c/waste+land.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677556088359846009.post-4071861562453227640</id><published>2008-02-28T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T06:13:54.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9F6ISZ3qHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_7S7ayLr1Q4/s1600-h/egggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175051729623296114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9F6ISZ3qHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_7S7ayLr1Q4/s320/egggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter One.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Said By Nick's Father:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;"Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone, just remember that all the people in&lt;br /&gt;this world haven't had the advantages that you have had." (pg.5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;The significance of this quote is wealth. Nick had a wealthy family and attended&lt;br /&gt;and graduated from Yale university. He was always "better off" compared to&lt;br /&gt;others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Said By Nick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;"i lived in west egg, the - well, the less fashionable of the two." (pg.9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;The significance of this quote is that Nick views the West egg as less fortunate than east egg because the East egg consists of "new money" as to west egg consisting of "old money". Also the fact that Nick has always been rich and living to the highest standards is also a little uneasy for Nick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Said By Nick: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;"Across the courtesy bay the white palaces of fashionable east egg glitered along the water..." (pg.10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;The Significance of this quote is that Nick believes that East egg is more of a splendid place than compared to the looks of West egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Said By Daisy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;"Do they miss me?" (pg.14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;The significance of this quote is to explain Daisy's self absorbtion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;In chapter one, symbolism occurs around every corner. Colof is a significant symbolic figure in this book. The most used colors in this story are, Blue, Red and Gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Red is a symbolic color in this book. Red represents wealth. A few important characters that express red are Tom and Daisy. Tom and Daisy Buchannon are very wealthy. They live in East egg in a mansion like home. The home itself symbolizes wealth, and the house is filled from top to bottom with red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Blue is another symbolic color in this book. Blue in this example is the color for sadness and gloomy things. A specific character that represents and promotes blue is Daisy. Daisy is a very unhappy person. Her husband Tom, constantly cheats on her and does not treat her properly. She is a really sad and depressed character. She is always in sort of a bad mood on the inside even if she appears to be in a good mood. She is really good at hiding away her bad feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Another color used frequently throughout the book is gold. Gold is a significant color meaning rich and wealthy. A character that represents gold is Gatsby. Gatsby lives in west egg. West egg is the least fortunate of the two but Gatsby still has a lot of money. He lives alone in a mansion and inside is miraculous. The home is gorgeous and is filled with gold from ceiling to floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Picture Analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This picture represent both the east and the west eggs. That is why the picture is eggs because both islands look like eggs them self's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Daniel Powter, Bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Where is the moment we needed the most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic&lt;br /&gt;is lost They tell me your blue skies fade to gray They tell me your passion's gone away And I don't need no carryin' on You stand in the line just to hit a new low You're faking a smile with the coffee you go You tell me your life's been way offlineYou're falling to pieces every time And I don't need no carryin' on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Because you had a bad day-You're taking one down-You sing a sad song just to turn it around-You say you don't know-You tell me don't lie-You work at a smile and you go for a ride-You had a bad day The camera don't lie-You're coming back down and you really don't mind-You had a bad dayYou had a bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Will you need a blue sky holiday? The point is they laugh at what you say And I don't need no carryin' on You had a bad dayYou're taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work at a smile and you go for a rideYou had a bad dayThe camera don't lie You're coming back down and you really don't mind You had a bad day (Oooh.. a holiday..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink And the whole thing turns out wrong You might not make it back and you know That you could be well oh that strong And I'm not wrong (yeah...) So where is the passion when you need it the most Oh you and I You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Cause you had a bad day You're taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work at a smile and you go for a ride You had a bad day You've seen what you like And how does it feel for one more time You had a bad day You had a bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;The meaning of this song is to represent Daisy's sadness. Daisy is always gloomy and sad and is seems like she is never really having a good day. Daisy is very unhappy because of the surroundings she lives in. Her husband cheats on her, they have a child and he does not even act like he loves her or the child. He is stern and does not treat his wife the way a wife should be treated. Another person that this song represents is Tom. Tom is also a sad character. Tom is not happy either with him marriage or more importantly, his life. Tom cheats on Daisy blatently and she knows this. Tom feels no shame. He has a large house and loves to show it off. He just does not care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7677556088359846009-4071861562453227640?l=wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/feeds/4071861562453227640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7677556088359846009&amp;postID=4071861562453227640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/4071861562453227640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7677556088359846009/posts/default/4071861562453227640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwashleesavannah.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-gatsby.html' title='Chapter 1'/><author><name>Ashlee &amp;amp; Savannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12342763129681716359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_H73BGAhpMfs/R9F6ISZ3qHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_7S7ayLr1Q4/s72-c/egggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
