Sports in My Life

Sports in my life used to play a big part...that is until I stopped playing sports. Sports still have a big effect on me though, whether i am watching them or playing them recreationally sports definately have a place in my life. Sports are a fun and easy way to relieve stress and build your friendships if not new ones. You can always make new friends playing sports...or you can make enemies sometimes people take them to seriously and then conflicts begin to break out, thats the downside to it, but all in all sports are definately a good outlet for almost anyone so i suggest everyone should incorporate them into life at least just a little.

Thankful for a Classmate

What classmate am i thankful for?...Justin Falconer if Justin didnt sit behind me everyday and say the most racist things i have ever heard in my life and degrade everyuthing i have come to know where would i be in Mr McCarthy's philosophy class. Justin is so damn clutch. Everyday almost without fail he starts talking to me only for Mr. McCarthy to turn around and say MY name in a dissapointing voice. Man im sooo thankful for this guy he really makes my day I really hope he keeps this up during second semester like i would be sad if he didnt. YEA!

Letter to the Author

Cormac McCarthy i hated your book. Not because it wasnt a good tale or it didnt have substance, simply because of the ending. Why, why iwould you choose to end the book like that in a dues ex machina sort of way, that is simply terrible. At least write a sequel since you left us all on edge. All the time spent reading and analyzing your book for one of the worst ending ive read in my life. You lose Cormac and i say that sincerly, as a writer....and because your last name is McCarthy. On a serious note though i really think you should invest in writing a sequel it is only fair to your readers

Dinosauria ,We

The Poet was justified in his belief and what he chose to write in his poem. The poem speaks upon how we humanity is basically doomed to suffer naturally. It speaks on how we cant get rid of simple things such as corruption and hate and how eventually all of these traits wil catch up to us and rise to the surface. Resistance is futile in the eyes of the poet and we have to come to terms with our fate. He is basing his analysis of history I suppose because it does repeat itself many times in various different ways. That being said I kind of agree with Charles Bukowski human nature is to evolve and progress, and that can only be done by destroying past life and cultures, the past cannot assimilate with the present and that is just a sad truth.