Make Up Blog: The Finale

So this is it, the final one. I have spent countless hours trying to think of an idea to write about, and I have none left. So I'll write about whatever I can think of. I've noticed how bad my blogs are compared to everyone else's. Everyone else is out there writing a page worth of stuff and I'm sitting here struggling to write 250 words. Also, I've noticed how low quality my blogs are compared to all the others. You all are writing great pieces of art with pictures and everything else. I'm writing boring stuff that not even I would read. I tried doing the whole picture thing, but I got to lazy and thought they added nothing to my blogs. I tried to use a picture of Chris shooting a rifle during one of my blogs, and I thought it was pretty alright. Also, if Chris Will is reading this blog, stop laughing at me and go away. Moving on. My writing skill has improved slightly from writing these things. It has really taught me how to fill a paragraph with some bs to help make it longer, which I think will be a valuable skill in college. It has helped me figure out how to put my thoughts into words, but I think it just happened because I am writing these words as fast as a shark chasing a whale. Well, I think this about wraps up my final blog. Farewell everyone, and by the way my birthday is coming up soon.

Make Up Blog: College

After a battle between two great schools in Butler and Centre, I have decided that I will be attending Centre. I was leaning toward Butler for a long while, and they offered a lot because I got into their college of pharmacy. Now I don't even know what I want to do. That's the great thing about Centre. When I go there I have a while before I decide what I want to do, which is something in health care. If I went to Butler and attended the college of pharmacy, I would be stuck with pharmacy, and if I ended up not liking it I don't think I could get out of the CoP and try to study something else. Money was also a factor in my decision. Butler didn't give me all that much, while Centre gave a pretty good amount. And Centre was a lot closer to home than Butler. I think Centre is a 45-60 min drive, while Butler would have been a 3.5 hour drive. Mercer, one of the colleges I was considering before, would have been a 7 hour drive. Now I'm just trying to figure out which residence hall I was to live in. I'm lucky and don't have to worry about having a crazy roommate because I'm rooming with a good friend of mine. I won't be far away from my friends either, since most of them are staying in Kentucky. I am very excited to move in in Septemer!

Make Up Blog: Review Of Senior Year

Senior has been a mix of good and bad. On the good side, I have had the most fun I've probably ever had at school, especially my b days. My b days consisted of aiding forMr. Reed's during first block, sitting in the band room during second block, and sitting study hall for fourth block. The only real class I have on b days is English, but it has been very enjoyable this year, unlike most of my past English classes. My a days have been alright. All 4 years, my a days have been my more difficult day. The bad side of the year has been my grades. The 3 years before this, my grades have never been below a b, and now if I see anything worse, I kinda panic. That's happened a lot this year. I haven't had the best work ethic this year. It's not that I didn't care about my grades, but I found it really hard to work on anything. I would think that I could just do something later, but never got around to doing it. I think I just took too many hard classes for my senior year. You always hear how some barely do anything their entire senior year, but here I am taking 3 ap classes, which is the most I've taken in one year. I'm only taking two ap tests this year, and I'm thinking I will do pretty good on my calculus exam. But, I'm nervous about the English test. I've never been strong in English, but I've been studying pretty hard, and I think I'll do fine.

Non-Fiction

Until recently, I have hated having to read non-fiction books. Most of the time, I would be required to read autobiographies about some I don't really care about. I had always thought of a non-fiction as just that, a boring book about someones life who I don't really care about. But a couple of weeks ago I read Behind the Beautiful Forever's by Katherine Boo, and I thought it was fantastic. It really felt like I was living in the Mumbai slum with her. And now I am reading the non-fiction book American Sniper by Chris Kyle. This is an autobiography on Kyle when he was a SEAL sniper during the war in Iraq and it is amazing. Kyle holds the record for most confirmed kills by a sniper, and the longest shot by a sniper. The autobiography follows Chris Kyle as he goes through training to become a SEAL as well. As I got further into the book, I could see how the training to become a SEAL can affect a person. They are pretty much brainwashed into thinking that  they are the best fighters in the world, that they are invincible and that dying in battle is the only way to die. But, it also shows how many lives this mentality can save. There are multiple times where he would run out in the middle of a fire fight and pull someone out who had gone down. It is an amazing story, and is definitely worth a read.

Everything Comes to an End

Since we are almost done with our last year of high school, I think it's fitting I write about doing something for the last time. While high school won't be my last time in school, it will be the last time I have to wake up at 7 in the morning every weekday and go to 7 hours of prison time, at least for a while. That is something I am looking forward to ending, but there are things I look back at with sadness for having come to an end. Baseball is one of those things. My time at SLYB were some of the best times of my life, and I certainly made a lot of friends from it. After the last game of my last year, I knew I was done playing baseball. But, I tried playing for the older league during the fall, but do to a knee injury I stopped, and never went back, which I really regret. Even though it came to a rough ending, the 8 years I spent at the baseball park were amazing. I am coming up on another thing I might do for the last time, which is playing music. My last concerts for band will be next month, and after 8 years of percussion I think my whole musical career will come to end with those concerts. Music in college would take up a lot of time, which I think I will have very little of. It will be a bitter sweet experience because since music has been a huge part of my life, especially in high school.

Baseball!

Baseball season is almost here, and I couldn't be more excited, as the Reds are #1 in the power rankings to start the season. If you follow baseball at all, you would now how amazing the Reds season was last year, and how disappointing it was at the end. They lost 3 games in a row to the San Fran Giants and made Buster Posey a hated man to many people. Flashback: I was sitting in study hall listening to the game 5 of the series between the Reds and Giants on my phone. And then it happened. An infamous grand slam by Buster Posey that led to the Reds collapse and ended their hope for the world series. I don't think I talked to anyone for the rest of the day I was so upset. But, even though it ended badly, their were still some shining moments from last season: Homer Bailey's no hitter, having the best record in the MLB, and winning the NL central. And everything is expected to be even better this year. They have arguably undoubtedly the best hitter in the MLB with Joey Votto, the hardest throwing closer with Aroldis Chapman, and one of the best pitching staffs in MLB. Oh, and we got rid of the strike out king Drew Stubbs, and got the coolest Korean player ever, Shin-Soo Choo. All of those add to a great season that starts in 11 days.

Poetry

"Poetry is basically anything that calls itself a poem" is what my view of poetry is. I think that you could just write a description of anything, use some fancy language, and call it a poem. I hate the fact that poetry can be about anything. I also think poetry is all about identity. If someone is a well known poet, they could write some scribbles on a sheet of paper and it would be considered a masterpiece. They could write a description of a piece of grass, and while it may be the most boring thing in the world, it would be studied at every school and be inducted into the poetry hall of fame. I don't understand why some of the poetry I have gone over in past English classes ate so famous. Most aren't interesting, most don't make since, and most of them are completely ridiculous. I also dislike all of the different types of poetry. If poetry was all rhyme, I might have liked it, but unfortunately it's not. It feels like there are a hundred different types of poetry, and you can't use rhyme in any of them.