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This is a list of things i like and dont like.

I like chocolate

i like candy

i like lacrosse

i like shoes

i like clothes

i like summer

i like spring

i like computers

i like  money

i like hats

i like my hair

i like the color green

i like call of duty

i like xbox

i like video games

i like cars

i like art

i like music

i like spray paint

i like sailing

i like exploring

i like fire

i like steak

i like outback

i like minnesota

i like limonade

i like root beer

i like pizza

i like burger king

i like chocolate milk

i like movies

i like popcorn

i like bikes

i like snow

i like colorado

i like family

i like blue

i like warm

i like warm showers

i like white nike mid calfs

i like facebook

i like milk

i like cereal

i like cereal and milk

i like orange juice

i like sail boats

i like dinosaurs

i like orange

i like pictures

i like football

i like madden 10

i like fallout 3

i like ncaa 10 basketball

i like neon green

i like neon orange

i like the sun

i like gum

i like

 

I dont like home work

i dont like math

i dont like research papers

i dont like reading big books

i dont like doing salt reflections

i dont like health

i dont like geography

i dont like when people chew on thier clothes

i dont like broken wrists

i dont like when gatorade spills in your back pack

i dont like wierd people

i dont like riding the bus

i dont like loud people

i dont like poetry

i dont like curry

i dont like people eating paper

i dont like paper cuts

i dont like john footen

i dont like crowded locker rooms

i dont like sprinting

i dont like good and plenties

i dont like milk duds

i dont like slow computers

i dont like laggy call of duty games

i dont like when i go negitive in call of duty

i dont like source cards

i dont like presentations

i dont like newspaper layouts

i dont like the school bell system

i dont like crutches

i dont like too hot, hot chocolate

i dont like dictionaries

i dont  like  traffic

i dont like lost chapstick

i dont like yellow walls

i dont like writing long lists

one day i went for a long walk off the coast of fungiaki, korea with my friends kyle and lucas , we were dropped off around 2:30 on saturday the 30 of november 2009. We started to walk the long trek as the helicopter  pulled away back toward northern tokyo. We had been walking for about three hours when we met up with bear grylls and his camera crew in the jungle, We decided our trek would be more fun if he joined, so we asked him and he said it would be “splendid”   After about an hour more of walking we thought it would be good to set up camp, bear of course set up these magnificint traps to keep away the “panda bears”  which i thougt were herbivores, but apparently not after what we encountered the next day as we left the campsite. We spotted two adult panda bears that were charging toward us at a rapid pace, bear stepped in front of them and took his life to save us, after about twenty minutes of greiving over our loss, we decided it would be better to advance to our final destination and get back the limited edition call of duty modern warfare 2 that was located at the bottom of sakanubi cove. We all knew tha this would be one of the most daring and difficult journies ever but it had to be done and we were the elite force to do it. when we reached the cove it was guarded by sharks with acr’s attached to their heads and gorillas with thermal interventions, but we had to take them out. Bears camera crew went on the left to flank them and lucas, kyle and i snuck into get it, there it was in five inch thick plexi glass and an alarm system that would go off at any movement at all, so we used kyles quick flexibility to undo the alarm and hidden trip wires we hadent seen, after he did that, lucas took out his legendary baseball bat and went to work on that plexi glass, nearly denting the game box he went in for the disc. but it was gone, it must have been stolen already by, the evil bill gates and his pet unicorn. We all made a plan to steal back the mw2 and meet back in california and join the witness protection program just in case his microsoft cameras catch our faces. We did it and now all of us live a life of gaming and secrecy.

“Shaniqua get the oj out of the fridge” said dante as he was walking into the room. ” I aint doin nothin for you d” she said back in a bratty voice. ” You best get me some dang oj shaniqua.” Dante responded.” No dante ima tell ma” she hollerd back ” Do it, I dare ya” he snaped back “Fine D” she said “MAAAAAA.” “Dang Shaniqua watcha doin, aint you head on yo head girl.” Dante Shouted. ” Shaniqua ima get my own dang oj.” “Fine you got yo self yo own legs, use em.”she barked “Dang shaniqua we aint even got no oj in this house.”

dom rom and stom went to the mall. Rom bought dom a sweater, stom got mad and rom took back the sweater and gave it to stom, but rom got mad so they took the sweater back to the store and rom dom and stom  all got shirts from the credit, then rom dom and stom went to the food court rom bought a hamburger stom bought chinese food and dom bought chicken but rom wanted doms food and dom wanted stoms food and stom wanted roms food so they all switched food and left the food court and went home

I wonder sometimes that maybe some where out there, there is another person on another planet that is wondering the same things i am.

I wonder if maybe our universe is just a spec of dust in a closet

or, if maybe all of time for us is just a little bit of time for something else

also, maybe we are being looked at like sea monkeys in a tank

sometimes i think we might be living our alter ego and what we wouldnt normally do, we are doing in reality

Its crazy to think about it but its fun to at the same time.

60 knots pushing at the sails, water stinging your face, stomach quezzy from high siding, scared whether or not you’ll make it to the marina. This experience hadn’t been my first on a boat, I had been sailing for the past  5 summers on lake  Hubert in north Minnesota, but this was lake superior and anything could happen. The only reason we wore life jackets was so when you fell overboard the dead bodies would stay afloat. Two hours later it died down, no casualties but a irreplaceable propane tank that fell overboard while high siding. Good thing it had been like this for only one of the five days sailing. I only wish I could do it again, too bad it was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

Oozing blood, unbearable pain. “I must have broken it I thought.” In comes the nurse with a lemon flavored Italian ice and a ninja turtles movie in hand. “How are you doing” she says. As I look up at the movie thrilled to have something to take my mind off my finger. “good.” I say. Once the doctor comes in he takes a look at my finger and says “well you haven’t broken it, but you did hurt it.” Relived, I sigh and think to myself well I won’t be wrestling my brother on the trampoline again.

born sometime on the day of February 30 1986 i opened my eyes to the faces of Dion and Cornbreesha Tyrell, in the back seat of a Honda that had been the birth place of 4 out of 6 of my other brothers. i grew up in Harlem then moved to the nice part of D.C where there’s only 16 homicides a day opposed to the normal 32 or so in NYC. I was a very affluent young man, i ran a business from my basement , and made a very good wage. I soon decided to go into the music industry to help support my family, at the age of 18 i had owned and produced my own record company called tyrecords, with three young rappers on the label, i was doing very well. I wanted to settle down and raise a family, not a big one, just a few kids like my parents had done. At the age of 24 i decided to retire and enjoy life, experience life, so I bought a van and took the family on a road trip. I am now 36 and very happy.

“And the red color wars captain is… Peter yanson.” Thoroughly disappointed I sat back down and resumed my seat. “What did I do wrong?” I thought “did I curse or say something bad?” these thoughts rushing through my brain like a tsunami crashing on the shore of a small country. When I came to camp on the shores of Lake Hubert, in the northern woods of Minnesota almost a month earlier I had made it my goal to be the color wars captain. The captains were the best role models on camp and I had believed that I would be a shoe in for it, but I guess not. The rest of color wars I supported my team with a diminutive amount of spirit, through the relay race to end the day. I soon realized that I can’t get my hopes of for things I am not sure about and have learned my lesson.

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