Friday, June 4, 2010
Hmmm..
What do you do when you have someone who wont give you a chance to show them what your really made of?
Monday, May 17, 2010
Drake
[Drake]
I'm more than just an option
Hey, Hey, Hey
Refuse to be forgotten
Hey, Hey, Hey
I took a chance with my heart
Hey, Hey, Hey
And I feel it taking over
I'm more than just an option
Hey, Hey, Hey
Refuse to be forgotten
Hey, Hey, Hey
I took a chance with my heart
Hey, Hey, Hey
And I feel it taking over
Friday, May 7, 2010
Only if, by Jeremy Ashida
Monday morning
Monday morning
And i'm thinking
All about you
Monday afternoon
It's the same old thing
Monday evening
Monday evening
And i really
Need to see you
But you're afraid
Of something different
I'm afraid
This could be perfect
Monday morning
And i'm thinking
All about you
Monday afternoon
It's the same old thing
Monday evening
Monday evening
And i really
Need to see you
But you're afraid
Of something different
I'm afraid
This could be perfect
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Bullying in Soccer
(I am not using the real names of the characters!)
This problem has been going on for this whole soccer season. Coach Bob always uses me for bad examples in soccer. For example, we my soccer team will have a soccer game. I will make one mistake and another guy would make 5. But yet, when my coach Bob is tlaking to the team, he looks at me when he says what we did wrong. It's undespicible. Another thing, I will be by my bag byself getting a drink of water, Another group will be around 10 yards away from me, yelling, screaming, and having conversations. Out of no where, I will get yelled at by my coach for doing absolutely nothing. He will do it on purpose, he knows im not talking or yelling, but yet he blames it on me. The story goes on and on.
This problem has been going on for this whole soccer season. Coach Bob always uses me for bad examples in soccer. For example, we my soccer team will have a soccer game. I will make one mistake and another guy would make 5. But yet, when my coach Bob is tlaking to the team, he looks at me when he says what we did wrong. It's undespicible. Another thing, I will be by my bag byself getting a drink of water, Another group will be around 10 yards away from me, yelling, screaming, and having conversations. Out of no where, I will get yelled at by my coach for doing absolutely nothing. He will do it on purpose, he knows im not talking or yelling, but yet he blames it on me. The story goes on and on.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
...
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall. For a chance to be with you, I'd gladly risk it all. Through the fire, through whatever come what may. For a chance at loving you, I'd take it all away. Right down through the wire, even through the fire.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
Soccer
I fell in love with soccer as I would later fall in love with women: suddenly, uncritically, giving no thought to the pain it would bring.
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