Now you know I'm all about you girl,
I just wrote this song about you,
and you know the songs i make are so sweet. (So Sweet)
And I sit back and wonder,
If I'm getting any younger,
I've been waiting on this thing all week ( All week )
Now if you be my Casino Girl, I will take this gamble for you,
If you be my Casino Girl, I will take this gamble for you,
If you be my Casino Girl, I will take this gamble for you,
Now I'm down and able I put all my chips on the table for you,
Life's a gamble will you be my Casino Girl?
Life's a gamble well I'll take you to Reno girl,
Life is such a gamble,
All my chips are on the table,
Now I think I'm well and able,
We connected like its cable,
Now I'm sunburned and my face is peelin'
Hey girl your face appealing ;*
I'm out here chasing dreams,
Your out here chasing feelings,
Yeah we chasing millions,
She want the ambone,
That Go-2,
That Feel Good,
That old school,
NINTENDO,
Got wi-fi on my gps,
follow me and I'll show that!
She look picture perfect,
Somebody get that Kodak!
I got the lucky numbers,
Girl I told you that I'd win it,
They say life is just a picture
and I'm happy that your in it!
Now you know I'm all about you girl,
I just wrote this song about you,
and you know the songs i make are so sweet. (So Sweet)
And I sit back and wonder,
If I'm getting any younger,
I've been waiting on this thing all week ( All week )
Now if you be my Casino Girl, I will take this gamble for you,
If you be my Casino Girl, I will take this gamble for you,
If you be my Casino Girl, I will take this gamble for you,
Now I'm down and able I put all my chips on the table for you
If your making a lot,
then they'll take what you got,
I never thought that I'd fall a victim to tables and slots,
I'm feeling her,
She has made me and addict,
I don't know why I love her,
She's just feeding my habits
Baby I'm going crazy,
Look at what people had made us,
We should go out and party,
and go get married in Vegas,
Just cancel that lovey-dovey,
I'm better i keep it groovy,
And everyday is an adventure,
I feel like we're in a movie,
My homies tell me she's golden.
My momma said she's a keeper,
I love we're stuck in the 90's,
We act like Will and Lisa,
Well I got the lucky numbers,
and girl I told you that I'd win it,
They say Time is of the essence,
And we get better by the minute!
Now you know I'm all about you girl,
I just wrote this song about you,
and you know the songs i make are so sweet. (So Sweet)
And I sit back and wonder,
If I'm getting any younger,
I've been waiting on this thing all week ( All week )
Now if you be my Casino Girl, I will take this gamble for you,
If you be my Casino Girl, I will take this gamble for you,
If you be my Casino Girl, I will take this gamble for you,
Now I'm down and able I put all my chips on the table for you.
Friday, September 28, 2012
Should they? Why should they?
I believe that the government should provide day-cares to parents who actually work, but it should not be mandatory. Although parents work and have their kids at home, some children are actually more than capable of taking care of themselves, rather it sounds ridiculous or not. Some children who are not quite ready to take a wild gander and consider a chance to stay home, should at least try. If they are not capable of achieving such a traumatic attempt, then they should stay at the day-care until they are ready for sure. Day care is a place where kids learn to develop home skills, when they are not trusted alone. If the government does provide such day-cares, they should be free, and not feed for money. Some parents do not have the money to provide for such things, and the government doesn't understand that. The day-cares should only be provided if its truly necessary, and its highly in demand.
Friday, September 14, 2012
My summer Vacation
Over my summer break, i had many vigorous experiences. Although I've had plenty experiences over my summer break, my greatest experience was my boxing tournament in Columbus over break. When I've received enough fights and experience to know how to fight, I was sent an invitation to receive the silver gloves award in a tournament, with people my age. Me and my coach both had the same idea, and we took this opportunity and seized it while we still had time.
As we arrived in Columbus 7 days early, I decided to do rigorous training so I could be able to prepare for my boxing match in the amount of days I had left. The first 2 days were days of footwork, and agility. Even though my speed was good, there was always a way to improve, and I did just that. First I started with ankle weights, and leg thrusts to start off. Before that, I had to warm up, so I did a couple of stretches to start it off. I later learned a few ridiculous leg workouts that pushed my leg in a different way I never thought I could experience. After the days were over, my legs wanted to shatter into a million pieces, so I rested. Just 5 days left until the tournament.
For 3 days, I worked on my chest, arms, and ab workouts. These days were tough, and they were definitely un-relentless. My coach had me do push ups and situps until i basically couldn't do any no more. I was only able to do sit-ups and push-ups for 20 minutes, which I felt wasn't enough, so I kept working at it. Later on I did 50 one handed pushups for each hand, crunches, and plank exercises. By these days, I felt like I needed to gasp for air every 5 seconds, and needed to rest again. 2 days left until my match.
For the last two days, I slacked. I didn't nearly work as hard as I really should've. Even though I only hit the bags these days, I should've gave it my all. I also went sight-seeing these days. Not much there is to see in the location where I was at, but it was still better than Lorain. I rested for this last night, and headed for my boxing match tomorrow morning.
As I arrived, there were many vigorous, excited, serious, and playful boxers it seemed. I was nervous, but I was really excited also! My first match was a man who had very outbalanced muscles, like steroids. Even though there were unbalanced, his hits stung like a bee, with 1,000 needles, MADE OF STEEL. Even though he was strong, his stamina was no where close to mine, I took this opportunity, rushed in with as many hits I could swing, and he eventually fell back and couldn't swing no more. I was victorious 3 rounds later after he was knocked out.
I continued fighting, rushing after vigorous fighters, some fast, some strong, but none of them were balanced. The heat and tension from everyone around us became dense, and it made the place seemed heavier with gravity. Maybe I was tired? Who knows. Then the final round came toward me, a man with it seemed no emotion behind him, as blank as a piece of paper, entered the ring. The place became quiet, until the announcer started the match, but before i could even realize it, my stomach was crushed with a fist of brutality. I made an "oomph!" sound, and backed away as fast as I could, but he rushed right in as I stepped away. I made a swift turn behind him, and stepped back even further. This time I was ready.
We both rushed in towards eachother, with eyes full of distinct power, and clashed. His fist coming towards my face, and my fist going toward his stomach. "BOOM" it sounded like a giant echo wave coming through both of our bodies. Almost sounded like a gun shot, and the crowd was in awe. We kept going at eachother, fists swinging, heads bobbing, bodies aching, until I got tired first. His fist moved so fast towards my jaw that I didn't have a chance dodging no more, and he knocked me out. The world seemed blurry, I seemed empty inside, until there was no more light to see, and I fell hard to the ground.
I woke up, realizing I lost, but not upset. I knew I wouldn't make it, but now I was happy to know I could make it this far. Oh, and that guy? He was amazed with my stamina, and I was just as amazed with his. We became great friends that day, and also rivals, so when we get better every time, we always want improve by going head on with each other. This journey to my boxing match will be my most infamous memory.
As we arrived in Columbus 7 days early, I decided to do rigorous training so I could be able to prepare for my boxing match in the amount of days I had left. The first 2 days were days of footwork, and agility. Even though my speed was good, there was always a way to improve, and I did just that. First I started with ankle weights, and leg thrusts to start off. Before that, I had to warm up, so I did a couple of stretches to start it off. I later learned a few ridiculous leg workouts that pushed my leg in a different way I never thought I could experience. After the days were over, my legs wanted to shatter into a million pieces, so I rested. Just 5 days left until the tournament.
For 3 days, I worked on my chest, arms, and ab workouts. These days were tough, and they were definitely un-relentless. My coach had me do push ups and situps until i basically couldn't do any no more. I was only able to do sit-ups and push-ups for 20 minutes, which I felt wasn't enough, so I kept working at it. Later on I did 50 one handed pushups for each hand, crunches, and plank exercises. By these days, I felt like I needed to gasp for air every 5 seconds, and needed to rest again. 2 days left until my match.
For the last two days, I slacked. I didn't nearly work as hard as I really should've. Even though I only hit the bags these days, I should've gave it my all. I also went sight-seeing these days. Not much there is to see in the location where I was at, but it was still better than Lorain. I rested for this last night, and headed for my boxing match tomorrow morning.
As I arrived, there were many vigorous, excited, serious, and playful boxers it seemed. I was nervous, but I was really excited also! My first match was a man who had very outbalanced muscles, like steroids. Even though there were unbalanced, his hits stung like a bee, with 1,000 needles, MADE OF STEEL. Even though he was strong, his stamina was no where close to mine, I took this opportunity, rushed in with as many hits I could swing, and he eventually fell back and couldn't swing no more. I was victorious 3 rounds later after he was knocked out.
I continued fighting, rushing after vigorous fighters, some fast, some strong, but none of them were balanced. The heat and tension from everyone around us became dense, and it made the place seemed heavier with gravity. Maybe I was tired? Who knows. Then the final round came toward me, a man with it seemed no emotion behind him, as blank as a piece of paper, entered the ring. The place became quiet, until the announcer started the match, but before i could even realize it, my stomach was crushed with a fist of brutality. I made an "oomph!" sound, and backed away as fast as I could, but he rushed right in as I stepped away. I made a swift turn behind him, and stepped back even further. This time I was ready.
We both rushed in towards eachother, with eyes full of distinct power, and clashed. His fist coming towards my face, and my fist going toward his stomach. "BOOM" it sounded like a giant echo wave coming through both of our bodies. Almost sounded like a gun shot, and the crowd was in awe. We kept going at eachother, fists swinging, heads bobbing, bodies aching, until I got tired first. His fist moved so fast towards my jaw that I didn't have a chance dodging no more, and he knocked me out. The world seemed blurry, I seemed empty inside, until there was no more light to see, and I fell hard to the ground.
I woke up, realizing I lost, but not upset. I knew I wouldn't make it, but now I was happy to know I could make it this far. Oh, and that guy? He was amazed with my stamina, and I was just as amazed with his. We became great friends that day, and also rivals, so when we get better every time, we always want improve by going head on with each other. This journey to my boxing match will be my most infamous memory.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
What's my name?
Does my name have a meaning?
yes it does so,
But is that anything for you even to know?
Is my name different from yours?
Most likely, so be it, but that doesn't mean my purpose in life is defeated.
Is your name better than mine because it has an accent and its extravagant compassionate and makes me feel bane and not collaborate?
NO.
Because it doesn't suck to be me,
I made people happy and I've accomplished dreams,
It may seem false but its actually true,
You want to know my name? I'll spell it out for you.
H for my handsome ways
A for my awesome days
L for my loving heart
S for my super smarts
T for my timid times
O for my obnoxious rhymes
N because my goals never end
so now you know my name is. . .
Halston.
My age says im 15,
I'm fit like I'm 35
Rambunctious like I'm 18
and dress like I'm buried alive.
yes it does so,
But is that anything for you even to know?
Is my name different from yours?
Most likely, so be it, but that doesn't mean my purpose in life is defeated.
Is your name better than mine because it has an accent and its extravagant compassionate and makes me feel bane and not collaborate?
NO.
Because it doesn't suck to be me,
I made people happy and I've accomplished dreams,
It may seem false but its actually true,
You want to know my name? I'll spell it out for you.
H for my handsome ways
A for my awesome days
L for my loving heart
S for my super smarts
T for my timid times
O for my obnoxious rhymes
N because my goals never end
so now you know my name is. . .
Halston.
My age says im 15,
I'm fit like I'm 35
Rambunctious like I'm 18
and dress like I'm buried alive.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Be free
I believe for me to start this school year greatly that I need to set my mind free from all distractions of people changing my mood, and to keep focused. Way too often last year I would not only get distracted, but I would be upset, and not talk to anybody, and i would start slipping on my grades in school. I decided that if I was able to not let anybody's distractions get to me, I wouldn't have a problem, right? That's what I believe so far, and it's greatly working to my advantage so far, and that's why my rule is to set my mind free!
- Halston
- Halston
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