Those were still the same shots I normally take, but my shot wasn't falling. But in no way was this read more

Those were still the same shots I normally take, but my shot wasn't falling. But in no way was this a bad season for us.

I want the assurance from the government that my community will be safeguarded and they will be safe.

I want the assurance from the government that my community will be safeguarded and they will be safe.

I have always said that if I were a rich man I would employ a profesional praiser. - Wisdom.

I have always said that if I were a rich man I would employ a profesional praiser. - Wisdom.

kudos to the educators, athletes, dancers, judges, janitors, politicians, artists, actors, writers, singers, poets, and social activist, to all who read more

kudos to the educators, athletes, dancers, judges, janitors, politicians, artists, actors, writers, singers, poets, and social activist, to all who dare to look at like with humor, determination and respect

Our defense sparks us. When we make a good defensive play, when we come in to bat, it carries over. read more

Our defense sparks us. When we make a good defensive play, when we come in to bat, it carries over. We don't strike out much. We do a good job of putting the bat on the ball.

The unjustifiable severity of a parent is loaded with this aggravation, that those whom he injures are always in his read more

The unjustifiable severity of a parent is loaded with this aggravation, that those whom he injures are always in his sight.

I don't like it, but what am I going to do about it?

I don't like it, but what am I going to do about it?

It's improved my physical strength, and I'm getting a lot better. There's not as much frustration.

It's improved my physical strength, and I'm getting a lot better. There's not as much frustration.

I'm a high school student and this is from a poem I wrote called Sometimes He Wonders. You may split read more

I'm a high school student and this is from a poem I wrote called Sometimes He Wonders. You may split it into different parts if you'd like - right now I'll put it as Unsorted.
And He feels so incredibly weak when he has ferociously quarreled against them since his genuine years and has lost. His hopes for a better understanding dissipate as he grows older, and his mind grows less eager to reach a verdict. Having no sense of direction, he roams here, looking above, asking futile questions, even though the answers may be feared. Good by nature, he has learned his survival skills, which will lead him into the real world, and will someday make him a successful individual. Wishing the pressure did not exist, it is a natural instinct to adapt and not to recluse. He rather is a mindless drone than a lonely Hermit, after all. He has no control over his environment, it is the exact opposite. Molded and shaped by his surroundings, he seeks about for himself and his purpose, while this mold slowly deteriorates organic matter.