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Ipod Nano or Classic.?

Mar 21, 2009 by Bianca H | Posted in Music & Music Players

I am in the process of purchases a new Ipod. I don't have the money for the Ipod touch, so it's between the nano and the classic. Personally I like the classic, just because of the size and the memory and the ipod I have now is the thicker click wheel version, so I'm used to the bulky size. But the nano is a little more affordable and don't have the hard drive. I would be using it for storing music to listen in my car, at work, etc. Right now I have about 12 GB worth of music on itunes. I would like to store photos and maybe a few videos that I have, more photos than anything. Do you think a 16gb nano would be large enough to hold 12 gb of music and say 2000 photos, possibly more? I love the nano because of the colors, but I can always buy a cover for the white/black classic. I'm just torn between the two. Hopefully someone can give me some advice and maybe some pro/cons about each to help me decide between the two. Thank you for your help.

If you like the Classic then get it.
Like you said, get a coloured cover for it.
If you want the memory, and aren't worried about the size, then I'd say the Classic or Video sounds the best bet for you! It is your opinion. From what you've written you seem to be prefering the idea of owning a Classic. It shouldn't matter about the price if it's what you need, it's a better buy than something that doesn't suit your needs; that would be a waste of money!

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Does this intrest you?

Sep 01, 2009 by Ashley | Posted in Books & Authors

The rain fell from the dark grey sky hitting the car with its soothing pitter patter. The trees sway to the rythem to the wind; while bolts of lighting stretch acroos the sky. I ride along in the car with my mom by myside. Of course my music is cranked as high it can go. Just to avoid any unwated conversations about the past summer. Which i so happen to want to forget. Well, atleast im trying to, but nothing improves my memory more then trying to do just that.

I pause the song i was listening to on my ipod and gently rip my head phones out from my ears. I slightly turn my body to left so i could face my mom. Just seeing her makes me feel guilty. Makes me more guilty then ever. Her hands gently corrase the setering wheel and her glistening brown eyes with just specks of green remained locked on the rode. " Mom?" i say a little bit to softly. i don't even think she heared my own words. "Yes? hun." she replied eyes still locked on the rode. "I, ugh." i gulp back some air and avoided the stinging in my eyes. Praying i won't cry i let the air out with a big sigh. "I'm--I'm Sorry" I cried lifting my hand up to my eyes to touch the salty tears that sprang down from my face. "I know i've been--" my eyes trailed up to my mother eye's. She looked almost shocked "OH MY GOD! HAYDEN!" my mom screamed wipping one hand off the steering wheel acroos my chest. Banging my back against the car's seat. The car jerked to the front. Sending both me and my mom into the dashbored. Signifying for the airbags to break out. The big white puff jerked me back into my seat. Making it a little hard to breathe. The seatbelt dugged into my arms,chest, and left thigh. I could feel some skin begin to tare. The passenger side window was a bit shattered. So that ment there's a good chance that i had some glass laced into my skin.

I looked over at my mom. Her head was pearched over the white puff against the steering wheel.
Great. She's knocked Unconsious.
I looked out through my window to see if i could singnal somone for help when it was to late. A big black car came raming in through my window. There wasn't time to let out a scream, a cry, not even to have a flash nor a glimpse of my life to flicker through my eyes; because by then my mom's car was into one of the dividers on the turnpike. My body was flung to my left towards my mom's uncounsious bleeding body. I hit her seat with a loud thud. Surges of pain trickled from top to bottom. I held my breath when i braced myself to see the damage to myself. My arm's and my jeans were covered in blood. Open wounds streched out from my whole right side of my body trailing down to my leg. Blood was everywhere. I sucked in a deep breath.
Oh okay. Don't panic. Don't panick. Don't panick! Holy shit! Panick!!

I began to scream for my mom untill she started to make some sighn she was okay or atleast a live. Her body lifted up slowly from the white puff. Her hands touching the open wounds she had across her forhead, lip, nose, and cheeks. She looked at me compltely dazed out. "Oh my god." she finaly said putting her hands up to her mouth. Her brown eyes began to get glossy untill her tears consumed her eyes and started to cry. "Ha-Hayden. Babie. Your.. your bleeding. Everywhere." as much as i hurt right now i don't want to show it because if anything it will only make my mom feel worse. "Well yeah. So are you." i managed to say. I could feel a smile tare at my lips, but even that took to much engry. "Yeah i guess i am." she says looking down at herself pushing the white puff . So it would begin to deflate.
My eyes grew heavy with each breath i took and with each breath i took only hurt more. I took one more glimpse of the all the colors around me. I caught a glimpse of a car heading towards us again. Closer. Getting Closer. Only seconds closer now. I could hear the engine roar as it banged acroos the hood of our car. Taking our car flipping it through the air and over the divider.

This time, before the car would crash into the ground. My whole summer flashed through my eyes. I'm Sorry. I"m sorry for everything. For friends, parents, asshole guys, and stupid brothers. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Those words kept playing in my head till the car came to a thunk and skited against the aspfult. Everything went limp and numb. My eyes started to get hazey. All colors faded to a thick sickening black. All came quite. I'm sorry.

Im fourteen and I love to write. I may not be the best writer out there, but i enjoy it. So i was wondering if this intrests you; because i am working on something. I deffitanly need to tweek some stuff but, i wanted to know if you would read on ?

- Please, please ! Don't take anything. Thanks (:

Not bad at all, but a few suggestions. First, you're switching verb tenses in the first few sentences; "The rain fell" "music is cranked." Pick the past or present tense and stick with it otherwise the story is hard to follow. Second, avoid the "it was a dark and stormy night" first line. It's the oldest cliche in literature. Still, for 14 you've got a great sense of the dramatic and solid style. Good luck, hope the tips help.

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