... The time is now 7:54 a.m., and school begins promptly at 8:00 a.m. The thought of being late is still in the back of my mind and it makes me peddle even faster. I reach the school with two minutes to spare. As I reach the front doors, the principal who kindly tells me to slow down greets me. I quickly find my seat as the last tone of the bell sounds, knowing that I almost didn’t make it. I began to look around the room, and notice the differences from previous classrooms to this one. I keep thinking that I am finally here, no longer in junior high, but in highschool. It was a completely different territory, where I was a lowly sophomore, rather then the bigshot head ...

... senses. I didn't understand what I dreamt about. After thinking about the dream for about ten minutes a went back to sleep. By next morning I had forgotten all about the dream. That morning , I was late as usual. I ran to the bus stop with my briefcase. My tie flew in the morning wind. Only thing that I hoped was that I would not be late to work, I had been warned couple of times about me being late. Luckily the bus too was late as usual. As I was boarding the bus I looked up for a vacant seat. What I saw then was quite unbelievable. Instead of looking for an empty seat I was perving on a beautiful woman. She looked to be in her early 20s. The most outstanding f ...

... today" because most of the time it's usually funny and it isn't really considered anything serious. Some happenings in our lives are very serious and aren't as easy to talk about with others. Even though this is true it does help the person feel better to talk about their problems whether they realize it at first or not. Changes in life like these can change you both physically and mentally for the rest of your life depending on the severity of the situation. In early August of `96 my life at home became a living nightmare. I don't really know what it was that started this thing between me and my parents but I do remember that they were always doing anythin ...

... the stairs to the computer chair. Upon start-up of the computer, a warm and pleasant feeling would vibrate through my entire body, straight down my spine. It almost felt as if I was in some sort of heaven. Every keystroke of the keyboard sent a refreshing burst of pleasure in each of my finger tips. The glowing monitor emitted delightful rays that pleased and calmed my eyes. Oh yes, it was great to be home. Of course, this does not even compare to the long and never-ending hours I would spend on this machine. Although my bedtime was supposed to be around 10 or 11 in the evening, I would manage to stay up on this computer until sometimes as late as 3 in the ...

... or our country’s other political status. , I think we need to change that, we need to make other issues more important. In addition, stop exploitation, oppression, racism, sexism, and discrimination against gays and lesbians. Secondly, , We also need to look at what we are doing to our environment. We are walking all over it, not thinking twice before dropping trash on the ground. Our country needs to recycle… that is the end of it. We are filling our earth with trash… just think what could be in place of all those garbage dumps. If there was a revolution, I think that there should be a big change in the way we are taking care of our earth… because if we don’t ...

... that day T.W. and myself were what you could call best of friends. Travis Walker Gerron is a light complected, red headed, freckle faced, god fearing, honest individual. When I say freckle faced, I don’t mean it literally. What I really mean is that if I had a dollar for every freckle on his body it would be palm trees and coconuts from here on out. Red headed is just a polite way of saying, are you sure your not Irish? Nevertheless, he has always been and still is one of the most intelligent people I have ever met. This is the type of kid who made A’s in every class and couldn’t wait to get home and do his homework. (The one area we differ in.) As for his ...

... Lee told me once before that has stuck to me and I have grown to follow that in my own life. Lee stated, "It is only the ignorant who suppose themselves omniscient." This has much more meaning than what it at first appears to have. Once again, we had slaves. We kept these things alive and helped them out. Like I said earlier they would have died if it wasn't for us. We gave them a home and fed them when they needed to be fed. All we ask for in return is that they work on our farms. They are property of ours, we bought and paid for them legally. It says that one of my rights as a United States citizen, is my right to own private property. I have written ...

... the street, chasing down cars that rolled by. One lonely six-year-old boy, sat close to a tree rapidly banging nails in the roots. Lying face down, one kid pretended he was swimming in the dirt. He jumped up and raised both hands in excitement, as if he had won the gold medal for dirt swimming in the 2000 Ghetto Olympics. Teenage girls lined up like militant soldiers moving in the same sequence to B.G.’s “Bling-Bling” Everyone looked up and stared as the very noticeable squad car crept by, hoping to shake the local people, but no one moved just cold stares back, as if it was a showdown in the wild wild west. Junkies pasted by with squeaking shopping carts fil ...

... the crowd. It was very disheartening to know that I was in the back of an Ambulance at my first professional supercross. The only thing I could do was play the past events over and over in my head. I couldn't believe it as I looked at a shiny gold and silver card. This card signified all of the rights and privileges of a professional supercrosser. Now I would have the right to race with the worlds best. “Dad look it finally came!” I shouted. My dad looked at me with silly grin and said “Well you knew it was coming, you won your 25th race last month.” As I stood there with a smile bigger than the sun on my face I said “I know but I am still excited about i ...

... different kinds of people and have learned a new language, which seemed so inspiring to me at that time. In my mind every human being seemed the same and I treated my friends equally. When I got back to my homeland, I couldn't wait to see my old neighborhood friends. It was like a dream come true to be home again. The next day I was able to enroll in the same grade as my friends and I couldn't wait to hang out with them once again. I went to my class and the teacher set me down with an old friend of mine. She didn't even want to look at me. I tried to explain who I was but she stubbornly turned around and whispered something to the person next to her. "What is going ...