Baseball
The only sport
Throwing, catching, running
The fresh cut green grass
Strike one
Newly raked dirt
Ready to be slid on
Strike two
The fresh white baseline
Ready to play ball
Strike three
Games over
Play again tomorrow
Friday, December 14, 2007
There are to many people hear at the party. Why isn’t the keg here? I need a beer someone give me one were playing beerpong. Why can’t we just start kicking people out that we don’t want here and have a closed party?
Yesterday the beach was amazing. The sand in my toes, why can’t I be back there. We were drinking ice cold bud light and relaxing. I hate going back to work.
People are getting mad they ran out of cups. Here comes the other keg and she saves the day with more cups. “throw the keg out the window,” wow who every said that’s a dumb ass. Lets go home party’s boring
I took another vacation. I had to get away work can wait. There was to much going on that doesn’t have to be delt with till I get back
Yesterday the beach was amazing. The sand in my toes, why can’t I be back there. We were drinking ice cold bud light and relaxing. I hate going back to work.
People are getting mad they ran out of cups. Here comes the other keg and she saves the day with more cups. “throw the keg out the window,” wow who every said that’s a dumb ass. Lets go home party’s boring
I took another vacation. I had to get away work can wait. There was to much going on that doesn’t have to be delt with till I get back
Life changes
As I walk down the street all I hear is silence. The noise of the city is gone. I can still imagine the sounds just like they use to be when walking to work, car horns, people yelling and the footsteps. This all seems to be replaying in my head over and over like it was yesterday I could hear just fine. Walking in to our local star bucks to order a triple mokalota isn’t even the same. I have to write everything down before I go. It gets hard when there is new people working and they don’t know and they try to ask me questions. I am getting better at reading lips but it is still hard to talk to people
As I walk down the street all I hear is silence. The noise of the city is gone. I can still imagine the sounds just like they use to be when walking to work, car horns, people yelling and the footsteps. This all seems to be replaying in my head over and over like it was yesterday I could hear just fine. Walking in to our local star bucks to order a triple mokalota isn’t even the same. I have to write everything down before I go. It gets hard when there is new people working and they don’t know and they try to ask me questions. I am getting better at reading lips but it is still hard to talk to people
Books With GPS
Someday every book will come with a GPS chip. If every book had a GPS chip it would be a waste of money no one reads like they use to. Everything is going to computers. Soon you will be able to read any book you want on the computer screen. Important books would be ok to have GPS so when you need to find them. Important documents and school books because you can never find those kinds of books in the morning. If you put the GPS in the books then the price of the book would have to increases and how you u be able to tell
Someday every book will come with a GPS chip. If every book had a GPS chip it would be a waste of money no one reads like they use to. Everything is going to computers. Soon you will be able to read any book you want on the computer screen. Important books would be ok to have GPS so when you need to find them. Important documents and school books because you can never find those kinds of books in the morning. If you put the GPS in the books then the price of the book would have to increases and how you u be able to tell
College
What will we do when our time runs out?
We can’t stay here forever
Friend ships made that last forever
Coming back time to time to relive
The memories made and time shared
Friends that became distant but never forgotten
We all share a bond like no one else
You couldn’t take that away for anything else
Once just friends and now much more
We might be gone but our time here
Will all ways be remembered and never
Forgotten!
What will we do when our time runs out?
We can’t stay here forever
Friend ships made that last forever
Coming back time to time to relive
The memories made and time shared
Friends that became distant but never forgotten
We all share a bond like no one else
You couldn’t take that away for anything else
Once just friends and now much more
We might be gone but our time here
Will all ways be remembered and never
Forgotten!
Nothing can compare to the things that we have shared
The unbreakable bonds that will always stay strong
The memories that we have made can never be replaced
We have been through so much, too much to explain
We are all so different, yet so much the same
Strength and survival has made us this way if it weren’t
For them we may not be who we are today
We came here as strangers and now we are friends
The kind that will be there until the very end
Some lives are lost but always remembered
This will only bring us closer together
No matter where this road may take us
Nothing could happen that would ever break us
We’ve had our hard times and conquered them together
Making changes for the better
We are now a family that will be together forever
no matter what we may have to weather
The unbreakable bonds that will always stay strong
The memories that we have made can never be replaced
We have been through so much, too much to explain
We are all so different, yet so much the same
Strength and survival has made us this way if it weren’t
For them we may not be who we are today
We came here as strangers and now we are friends
The kind that will be there until the very end
Some lives are lost but always remembered
This will only bring us closer together
No matter where this road may take us
Nothing could happen that would ever break us
We’ve had our hard times and conquered them together
Making changes for the better
We are now a family that will be together forever
no matter what we may have to weather
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