It was a early Friday morning. I get up and start heading to Champaign. On the way there all these thoughts were running through my head. All I could think about is how we did it. We made it to state. I couldn't stand the fact that I should be out there with my buddys kicking butt. But no I screwed up, and it just kills me inside. I know its not life. But it felt like it on that cold friday morning. I know that its all my fault and my actions have consequenses.

THE ELECTION

I'm very happy about the outcome of the election. For one I think that Obama can help the U.S. dramatically. And he can bring wealth and fortune to the middle class. And I like the way he's going to increase taxes for the rich folk and lower taxes for over 90% of americans. At first I was kinda iffy about the idea of having a president with the first name Obama, but I just started listening to all the political mambo jambo and learned more about the canidates. After I became a little bit more politically minded I decided who I wanted to be president and that dude was Obama.
If I were to have any one else to be president I would have to build a time machine go back in time kidnap Gahndi and bring him back here. And the reason I chose him is peace. So peace.

A deadly conflict

I was walking down the sidewalk, when out of the corner of my eye I saw a beautiful girl. So being me I go try to talk to her. We start conversating about politics and work. At this point in time we were hitting it off like Tiger Woods teeing off. Later after a cup of java she invites me to her house and you know what was going on. Her house was really big, really nice, really unique. She said she was a stay at home wife. Her husband was at work she said. But in actuallity he was entering the front door. We heard him enter the house, I freak. I ask her what he did. She replied his name is Rampage Jackon, the ufc fighter. Instantly I take off running, half naked. My aderineline was jacked, and im out the back door. But he sees me and starts chasing me. And the chase began, but ended abruptly. I was running to my car when a deathly spear hit lifting me off with force. I blacked out and woke up in the hospital 3 days later. I had a concussion and 23 stiches on my forehead. Thats my deadly conflict.