Vast Hell

There was once a town that seemed very ordinary from the outside, but was in fact nothing ordinary at all. Located on a small island in a big country, this town was filled with people who loved to pretend. Pretend, lie, trick, and scheme. The four basic principles that grew amongst the people even at an early age. Everywhere you go you were bound to find someone who would either lie to you, talk shit about you, or even backstab you. Violence was not a problem in this town because the police had the town scared, so the only way to release anger, was to realase it out on someone else and make their life horrible. A town where people did not show their true colors, but only what was expected of them by the rest of the community. These people lived in a silent commontion and in a zombie like manner. These people lived in a Vast Hell

Imagination

It was a cold friday night and little jane was struggling to decide on how to spend her night. All her friends were out together eating at applebees, but no one decided to call her. Dissapointed and alone, Jane knew she had to make the best of it. But what on earth could she possibly do? Tossing and turning in her bed aggitated her even more and she began to think about where her life was headed. The honor roll was nothing new to Jane and she decided that it was within herself to rise out of gloom and stand up to boredom.

Frantically searching her room and house, Jane came across a dmall cupboard filled with old drawing utensils and paper that seemed to be designed for artists such as Picasso or even Rembrant. Willing to do anything Jane decided that she was going t attempt to draw a castle with a young lady like herself standing by the window waiting to be saved by an adventerous prince. Imagination? Or maybe even destiny. The several weeks that it took Jane to draw this masterpeice landed her a spot in a top notch gallery where her art would be on display for many to see.

A great imagination led to passion, and finally to a new calling. Jane found her true self in art, and knew what she was put on earth to do. To imagine...and to paint.

Out Sick

Senior year is a great year filled with all new activities, experiences, and responsibilities. The year goes on until many seniors realize that at many times they do not need to be in school. So the attendance office finds out that for some strange reason many kids happen to be out sick on particular days. All it takes is a convincing mouth to talk to your parents and have them call the school to sign you out. Just yesterday i was with one of my friends who easily did this in a matter of two minutes.

So what goes on when a student goes home for being "out sick"? Well that all depends on the student. The good ones might go home to just be lazy and sleep, while on the other hand others might leave to get drunk, blaze, or even to rip. Catchin a mid day sesh is a great feeling and many enjoy this. Sometimes kids get called out sick to run errands like go to the DMV or even to go see a movie. No matter what you decide to do being out sick is always better than being in school.

Map Poem

Teenagers dancing, I need a brake. Jet to the bathroom, take a piss and wash my hands. Sweet whose shoes are those? Oh hey man. Sweet Shoes. Violent thrusts to the torso and other body parts are followed by hate, death, and corruption. How on earth could this have happened?

A soul floats up, uneasy and restless wondering what just happened, only to see the deceased body lying on the floor, in a puddle of blood. A life taken, and a man walks out as though nothing happened and continues to roam on. Wondering throughout the air, in a swift effortless motions the soul realizes what has just happened. Death. Dishonor. Illusion. Or is it real? But how on earth, could this have happened?

The Afterlife

Gary Soto is a very crazy man. As a progress deep into his book "The Afterlife" I couldn't help but wonder where he got this insane idea from. The book is about how an innocent teenager named Chuy goes to a club, tells a man he has nice yellow sneakers, and proceeds to get brutally stabbed several times in the torso. Sick right? Well maybe that's what just goes on in the hood, guys just get clapped for being nice. After Chuy gets stabbed he finds himself to become a ghost in which he realizes he can just float along with the wind. In addition to floating along with the wind he can go through cars and even the ground, of course with a little effort none the less. With these new "powers"Chuy embarks on several escapades throughout his city leading him to find his killer. At the sight of his killer he grabs the murderers heart and begins to twist. This of course does not kill the man, but allows him to feel a differnt type of pain...not felt on this earth. The story so far continues on until Chuy finds another person just like him, who just so happens to be a very pretty girl. Now this girl killed herself and her body has yet to be found in her car, in which she OD on pills. Psycho girl also happens to have two boyfriends who scrap with each other blaming the other one for the death of their girlfriend. I am up to the part where they are now just roaming the city together and Chuy begins to loose some of his legs that just turn invisible. Lets see what happens next, maybe the kid comes back to life? Maybe its all just a dream. Who knows.

How to become a trackstar

They say practice makes perfect, but if you can't be perfect then why practice? This is a major question when playing any sport. Soccer, basketball, tennis, lacrosse, baseball, and yes even track. But unlike many sports, track and field is generally a natural athletes sport. If you're fast you're fast, but if not then you're not. This is the time when you do anything in your power to become fast.

The first steps are very difficult, but it gets easier. To begin you must find your inner beast and do anything you can to unleash it. At first this may be difficult but soon you will realize that this beast will empower you to do many things. And for those who may not have an inner beast, there is an alternative route. Supplements.

Creatine, anadrol, m drol, d anabol, super drol, glutamine, size on, n.o xplode, hydroxycut, HGH, cell mass, cell tech, na no vapor.

You may hear someone say, "the best way is the natural way", but the natural way is also the slowest way. For immediate results one must induldge in the chemically formulated supplements available to them on the market today. These supplements will provide strength gains, mass gains, and speed gains which are the key components to becoming a trackstar.

Finally the last key to becoming a trackstar is developing a certain confidence that may be mistaken for cockyness by many, but will only result in the appropriate energy needed to win your next race. So strap up or get smacked up its a dog eat dog world and you need to do whatever it is you need to do TO WIN...even if it's a little risky.

Why We Read

Why do people waste time reading? It involves way too much unnecessary thinking but it does have its own benefits. One great benefit is that it is a great sleeping aid. Due to that fact that many books are boring, you can now fall asleep faster rather than laying in bed for a long time. Another reason why people read books is to kill time. These people obviously have nothing better to do, so they decide to read the work of someone else, in which that person is most likely making a profit off of this action. So the writer is in fact doing something productive, while the reader is just wasting time and money, because time is in fact, money. On the other hand reading to study is different from reading for fun. When you study you are becoming smarter and more intelligent, allowing you to get better grades and get into a better college; getting into a better college means getting a better job, and getting a better job means increasing that cash flow. So there are actually benefits to reading.