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The Jay-Z song was on.

Too much pressure.

I'm nervous.

Am I gonna fit in?

Look to my right, everybody seems so famous.

So hard with these chicks all around me.

I'm gonna be okay.

I'm noddin my head.

Movin my hips a little.

The butterflies fly away.

I'm still feelin kinda homesick.

But then the brittany song came on.

I feel good for the first time.

Party in the college life!!!!!

Dreams/ I've been thinkin about you....for real this time...

What are dreams? 


Why do we have dreams? 
Do dreams become our life? 
Do dreams give us flash backs of the life before this? 


Do you believe in the life before this? What do you believe in? 
Do you believe in spirits? Good? or Bad? Do you believe in angels? Do you think they come here? Or do they just watch us? 
Do you think these angels have a little control on what happens in our life? 


Why are we here in life? 


How did this all start? 
How is it all gonna end? 
When it ends, do you think you will go to heaven or hell? 
Is heaven really better than hell? Or was that just a made up rumor? 
Maybe everything we learn is just a rumor or is it? 


Are you thinking yet? 


Or am i just boring you?

I've been thinkin about you alllllll day. 

I'm thinkin about you like pens think about ink.

I'm thinkin about you like Einstein thought about think.

Like when I'm thirsty and I need a drink.

I'm thinkin about you like gloves think about hands.

Like the nerds think about band.

I'm thinkin about you like bees think about honey.

Like golddiggers think about the money.

I'm thinkin about you like father thinks about son.

Like hot dog thinks about bun.

Like poor people are having dreams.

And rich people are buying beams.

I'm thinkin about you like mac thinks about cheese.

Like the blind think about what to see.

Like Zain Rizavi thinks about muscle.

Like Ballers think about hustle.

I'm just always thinkin about you. 

And I can't stop.

N.O.T.O.R.I.O.U.S.

......well-known for something bad or unfavorable quality, deed, etc; infamous.


That was the first word I found when I was looking through my old tenth grade journal for Mr. Nelson's class. So I felt like it was destiny that I write about this word.

The first thing I think of when I hear this word is obviously the rap artist Notorious B.I.G. And I think he seriously fits this definition of the word. I think this because all he ever raps about is something bad or an unfavorable quality or deed. Just look at him. He doesn't look like he has ever done anything nice in his life. And while looking for images on google.... I couldn't find one picture of this big guy smiling.

I didn't really know how to do this assignment. But I tried my best.

Rock. The Freak. Out.

ROCK OUT!

Rock out like your dog just died.....and you really hated it!

Rock out like you forgot your homework.............but your teacher said you could turn it in next time!

Rock out like you got asked to Sadie Hawkins by a girl that you despise.............but your mom just said you guys are leaving out of town that weekend!

Rock out like you just lost a little league baseball game...........but you still get the treat after!

Rock out like Chase Hansen got hurt........just kidding don't.

Rock out like you just stubbed your toe.......but now you get a cool band aid to put on it!

Rock out like it's the first day of school............but your one day closer to summer!

Rock out like you just ripped a hole in your socks..........but your mom just bought some new ones!

Rock out like your car just got robbed............but there was nothing in it!

Rock out like you forgot to study for your biology test so you have to guess on it...........but you got lucky and got 84%!

Rock out like you have to go to a funeral.......but there is food after!

Rock out like you just dropped your phone in the pool............but now your parents have to buy you a new one!

Rock out like your pen just ran out of ink..........but now you get to ask the cute girl next to you for one!

Rock out like you just fell from a tree and got a huge scrape up your arm.........but it left a sick scar!

Rock out like your girlfriend just dumped you...........but she was ugly anyways!

Rock out like you you've got nothing to live for and only something to ROCK for!

Rock.

The Freak.

Out.

Letter to my friend Death

Dear Death,
    The chances of you catching me are like the chances of me being on the moon tomorrow.So pretty much there is no chance. When I get old and ugly I will probably look forward to the day we meet. But for now just stay away til I say so.
    I feel like we are such close friends, but really we have never met, I've never even seen you. But this is a good thing, cause I really don't wanna die now. Cause life is treating me a lot better then you ever will.
    I don't know what else to say to you besides that I hate you. And thank you for never being there for me, not trying to be sarcastic. 
                
               Sincerely, 
                         Jacob Fotu


*Please write back*

My Last Night

Tonight is my last night on earth. I don't know how but i'm going to die tomorrow. What should I do for my last night? maybe I should just go party... Or maybe I should go repent...

Or should i just not go to sleep. Maybe go sky diving... in the night?! How good would that be? Maybe i should go get Chase Hansen's autograph, give it to my grandson, so he can sell it for millions when he is older.

Maybe I should go kiss the girl I've always wanted to kiss. Maybe I should go tell the people I care for that I love them. Maybe a joyride? Do something bad, go to jail. See what its like. Go on a shopping spree?

Screw it.... I'm going to bed at 9:30.

Street of Broken Dreams

i walk alone i walk alone

i have friends walking with me but they really arent my real friends

this lame street i walk on never ends

the yellow line in the street is faded

this boulevard must be dreaded

i walk alone i walk alone

there only a few street lights and they are flickering

and all the buildings arent even one bit admiring

i dont know where this road goes

and i dont think anybody knows

i think i can hear some music playing

but i go to listen to it and i dont get any feeling

i walk alone i walk alone

the snow is about knee high

and i think my worst enemy just walked by

a car just drove by and splashed slush all over me

this is what my boulevard of broken dreams would be