Last Post?!?!?!

This is a post about prison.

C'mon you're back again, are ya kidding?

One charge, two charge, they're racking up.

One felony, two felony, you're backing up. 

Into the corner. 

It's a sad day when you feel like a loner.

One room to sit and think about your thoughts.

On what you would've done different to not get caught. 

Calling your mom on the phone, yeah she's distraught. 

He'll never go back again is what she thought.

Your mind feels like it's on fire. 

While you're sitting and thinking in your gray attire.

Want to know about prison, we'll take a brochure.
I'll hit you with some hard emotions forsure.

It's full of sad souls and bruised people living together.
The forecast is rain, that's the weather.
You thought you were clever.
But you're sick now.
I know one day you'll get out.
You're smart,talented and got a good soul.
I've never heard you be cruel.
I learned a lot from you.
I know one day you'll pull through.

To the good and the bad

I remember a lot of $2 baseball games growing up. They sucked but I'm glad they did because if they didn't then the tickets probably wouldn't be so cheap.

I remember playing kickball, soccer, football, basically anything with a ball.
I remember the street light call for us to come back inside.
It was so great being a kid.
I remember when my friend fell off his bike and hit his head really hard.
Luckily he was wearing a helmet or else it would've been really bad.
I  still remember laughing a lot though. I felt really bad but it was so funny at the time.
Here's the video.

Now he's really good and laughs at me doing tricks.
I remember almost getting our bikes stolen at a skate park. I remember knowing I didn't want to grow up like the kid who almost stole them. He was talking about how he needed to show up with something stolen or else his gang wouldn't think he was hard. I still remember thinking how crazy and sad that was. He was seventeen years old and was risking stealing things just for a reputation!
 I learn so much by experience and remembering things. The good experiences are easy to look back on and smile and the bad you always learn something so it's kind of all good.

It's crazy we are graduating. This class has been so fun and I know I'm going to be nostalgic about it when it's over.

Existence

My blue ticket was exist.

You exist, I exist, we all exist. The definition of exist is to have objective reality or being. Basically what we have tried to become in this class since the beginning. What does it really mean to be real?!
 Everything around me is real, I can feel it, touch it, sometimes even hear it. But what it means to be real I think is to be present, genuine and do what you want to do. Most of all to have original ideas and thoughts. It seems as if we are all very similar and very different at the same time.We don't want to just exist though, we want to be real!

What's next?

My heart at least right now is most likely going to keep beating so might as well choose where it goes. Sometimes it's as easy as choosing what you love to do and keep doing it.
 If you can find a job that you love waking up for you've won a battle.
 If you can find a guy/girl you love you've won a battle.
 Ya I think it's a battle because it won't be accomplished by being lazy and doing nothing
It's tough sometimes to follow my heart. I can think something is right for me then the next day it completely changes. Just like love it can be hard sometimes.

Young, Bored and Stupid

Me and my friends were bored one night so we decided to go to the closest store and buy some eggs. We went all out and bought two dozen. Keep in mind that the car we were driving in was a minivan that could barely hit 70 on a good day. We were having fun, hitting everything on the side of the road. On one road we saw some people sitting outside of their car. At this time we were driving without our lights on so they yelled at us. So we chucked an egg at their feet. They then hopped in their car and followed us getting real close to the back of the car. Then slowed down and turned around. We were  thinking ooh that was a close one.

"Boom!boom!" was the sound of the knocking on the door at my friends house, the owner of the car.
You guessed it, the cops.
I heard the conversation went like this "We got a tip that your car was seen driving with no lights on and throwing eggs at cars," said the police officer.
My friend,"Um yeah."
Police officer "Who was with you?"
My friend, "I don't want to tell you."

"Boom!Boom!"Me and my friend look at each other with our mouths open wide as the Atlantic because we knew who it is.
"Should I run out the back door," I ask my friend.
"They are just going to come to your house next," he says.
After coming to the realization that he's right. We both walked up to the door. The cop then told us she knows it was us who egged those cars and that we are going to go on a ride to clean it up.
We then cleaned up a couple of cars. Before we got out to clean up the first car the police officer called for backup which me and my friend thought was pretty funny. My parents were really mad and I got grounded and then whole thing was over...

I moved to a new house a month later and I'm sitting in Sunday school.The teacher is talking about how his car got egged in class. I'm pretty sure he knew it was me but I didn't have the courage to speak up.

I haven't thrown an egg since.

I'm not who I once was.

It's Steven

I grew up in California until the end of 8th grade when we moved out to Arizona for a year which was way too hot and then moved to Utah.
I like to travel and get outdoors as much as I can. J.P. Walker was my pen name because he does exactly that. He's a professional snowboarder who gets paid to travel around the country!
 I am going to North Carolina to sell pest control over the summer. I've never been to North Carolina and I hate bugs so I guess that explains the type of person I am.


I am weird.

Sometimes you are born into a loss

She was just a girl born into a broken home. Her dad snorted oxycontin off the table. Just like her he too hated his life. He hated waking up because the only time he wasn't thinking of his past was when he was asleep. The only time he didn't have any regrets was that 8 hours he was asleep. The only happiness he found was in that little white pill. It didn't talk back to him, it didn't mock him, but then again it didn't do anything good for him. That little white pill is the reason he doesn't walk his dog, go to the grocery store, or care. He didn't just envy death, he waited for it and so did she.