Sunday, January 13, 2013

Paris

I never knew that I could really enjoy a place like Paris untill I took this class. I would write on occasion and draw and paint every now and then... But Paris was beyond that. Its a place I can go to even when the class is over. I found where I  belong and I like where I belong. There is simple beauty in Paris.

Stolen

"Always do what your afraid to do"

Dialogue

So.... your a windmill.

How to stress yourself out...

1.) Talk to your sister about girls.
2.) Crash into another car.
3.) Study for ACT
4.) Fail a couple tests.
5.) Go spot lighting for deer and have the cops show up at your house when your at practice.

I remember

I remember the days of playing catch in the park. I remember hitting my first homerun. I remember learning how to spit seeds. Remember when the game was on the line and I was the difference maker. I remember scraping the mud off my cleats. I remember the red dirt stains and my mom trying the scrub them out. I remember seeing angels in the outfiels. I remember my family coming up with their cheesy cheers. I remember going to dinner after my games. I remember... Baseball