the game plan

1,history or R+W 2,memoir, 3,satire , seek council with dan on the paper’s add more content too them + detail.

The game plan

The papers I will concentrate on will be 3,memoir 1,history of reading and writing, 5, satire,  I will edit and send them to Dan to look over and I’ll then make my adjustments and then take it to the writing center for peer advising. My other goals will be to continue to write in my blog.

hmm another wedsday

yea idk, kinda wonderin about who I am, my friends are good friends but I find myself asking myself the same question every day, did I really live my life today or did I just sulk. The answer isn’t clean cut nor is it pretty or ugly, it is a definition of who we are as people and what we want, not just for (our self’s) scratch that we are all selfish deep down and just don’t know it. But I’m not angry , just filled with question’s, questions i’ll never get answers to. My life is too short to even answer a handful of them so I must choose the ones I really want answered in my lifetime. The decision process must be in depth and critical of all things that are factored into the equation. Yes the is the only way to get the right ones answered. Maybe my search for the answers will take me to the answers, or it will take me to more questions with more answers to be sought after. In the end everyone has their own path they must walk and weather that leads to the answers or not it must be walked and only I can walk it. weather I see the answers or not I have to walk it with no fear, the sun will rise and the tide will come in again, I just have to be patient with what it brings me.

more words

smamered=wasted drunk screwed up

My word

ATB- at the bar for life thats my word

A snow day to remember

Well we had a snow day on Monday, we got at least a foot of powder. Me and my buddies Cam and Tim went with me to Sugarloaf, The drive up was nuts, my car was sliding all over the road. Anyway we got up there , the first run was amazing  but my feet were very sore. So I split up with Cam and Tim And went to the lodge and took of my second layer of socks, then I was good to go. I couldn’t find Cam and Tim, so I went as high up on the mountain as I could go I found myself in a blizzard of snow and wind. I was all alone on this one trail of powder. At times I would stop and listen to the snow and the wind blowing on the trail, the powder that my skies carve, that sweet sound of crunching snow as i glide down the trail. I was all alone on that trail but I didn’t feel like I was alone. It was a strange feeling, I could of stayed on that trail all day but  I spent  about  twenty minutes on one stop. Then I returned to civilization again. I later met up with Tim and Cam and skied the rest of the day. I later found myself laying in my bed wondering about that one run that was all mine, I wondered how man survives on his own in a world of such harsh beauty. And more importantly how I would survive it.