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It has been several days since my previous post. Life has been good, bearable. Softball has been going along fine. My team is in order to win our division, a feat which has not been accomplished in a very long time. Our tournament begins next week and I am eagerly looking forward to its commencement. I have batted 19-24 the past 6 games. Something I am extremely proud of. My teammates have begun to take notice and frequently comment me accordingly; however, my response is always consistent:" no, we all played good." Yeah I know, not a characteristic people think of in regards to me concerning softball or any competitive sport for that matter. Sadly I know the season is almost at an end. I shall seek out active leagues and do all I can in order to play, oh how I just want to play. I love the game. I love the passion which i emit while on the field. The joy I receive from rounding third base and heading home. The look of pure awe on opponents faces after successfully throwing a runner out from deep in the grass. The smiles on my teammate's face as I return to the dugout. Yes, it is this sport in which my soul finds peace. I would not trade my bruised and battered shins for any aspect or belonging in the world.

At night I dream. My appetite has returned. My mind, well, it never stops running; but when I need to sleep, it gracefully takes a rest allowing me to do the same. I am no longer haunted by farce aberrations, this divine intervention which has been bestowed upon me is a pleasant surprise. One I do enjoy and cherish. One I would not trade for any other. Things go without saying?, well I need to hear things said for things to be, well, things. If I can have any chance of being happy then why not take it? WHy should I remain stuck in neutral while the world continues past in high gear? Shall I wait upon a perch for a master to return home who has no longer any desire to do so? Will I hang myself upon a tree in order to receive the attention of billions who do not care for me? No, I think not. However, the company is nice. The games, or better yet psychological endeavors, shall subside for the moment. No longer will my actions be driven my faulty and somewhat psuedo motives.

I do at times wish this blog had become what I now want for it to be: a secret place to just type my thoughts and comments on life. But from it's initial inception it never had a chance for such glory. As much as I enjoy finding solitude in my thoughts and prevent others from peering in, I do seem to present a window. Never a clean or clear window, but enough for an outside to distinguish the outlines of objects in motion within. For once I would like to wrong. For my thoughts and predictions to fail miserably. Why can't there be an event which happens out of sheer circumstance, out of the blue, luck as they call it. Hmmmmm, perhaps I have that now. Is there some possibility I could accredit this, luck, to a higher power? Could I have created such an event out of thin air? Do I really need to increase my ego? Regardless of how and why events have accumulated to now, I am happy with them. Ty.

Blah, this post is not a deep one. Take it at face value for I have not put any effort into intertwining subliminal messages withing. Just posting to receive credit in class, if I can sit down and find something to write about with passion and vigor, then I shall post and glorify it.



yeah nothing, no poetry shall come from within this morning
several pathetic attempts only confirm my belief that I am happy
Write about joy and your smile they say
No my dear, such is not my style


Oh, so we have received back our essays from last week, we are supposed to reread them and then blog about our thoughts and opinions about our own writing. While I always believe I can write a better paper, I am happy with the analysis I provided regarding the topic. I do wish I could have had longer to complete the assignment, well actually, a more detailed assignment. I could write all day on literary devices used by writers. I do believe I could have turned this assignment into a term paper instead of a brief overview of the main examples. However, I decided to ignore the blatant examples, and decipher the underlying feats. here are some questions we are supposed to answer in this blog post:

Does it "read well"? Fluently? Clearly? Is it complete and concise?
Yes, yes, yes, and yes.
I believe achieving a concise and fluent paper is a vital aspect of any paper. It also should carry over to everyday conversation. I have not yet perfected that transition. I do believe the paper is complete in what I was asked to write over.\

Did you say what you meant to say?
Yes, if not, then why bother writing?

well, she has taken down the remaining questions we were assigned to address. I believe she wanted them to be used more as guidelines. I know how I feel about my writing abilities: they can always improve, and I wish to add to my vocabulary. A feat proving to be arduous this morning due to a tired brain. I do hope my instructor provides me with much advice on how to improve my writing, I will not become hurt my her opinion. I do respect her and am eager to grow as a writer. Damn, the questions are back up.

What are your strengths in writing that you did well in this paper?
I believe i present a clearly thought out and organized paper. My ability to incorporate vocabulary, along with insight, within my writing only increases the efficiency with which I write.

What aspects of your writing would you like to improve, based upon the paper you have written?
As always I believe everything within my writing can be improved, and I hope to achieve this desire. Without the aid from a computer equipped with spell check my writings would be illegible and a joke. I seek to improve my vocabulary skills and knowledge in the literary/grammar field. Any aspect one can think of, I would like to improve.


that is the end of the questions. Life is good, and for once, I do not seek answers to why, no more questions. I am done.