2005 NBA Draft

Discovering that Gabriella was a very intelligent Brainiac at her old school, Sharpay prints her information and puts it in Taylor’s locker. Taylor then asks Gabriella again to join the Scholastic Decathlon team based on the printouts Sharpay put in her locker, and Gabriella agrees. Hearing that the callback date has be moved up by request of Sharpay to the same date as the big game and the Scholastic Decathlon, Troy and Gabriella announce to the Jocks and Brainiacs that they are going to not…

On her first day at Peter Maccallum Cancer Centre and prior to her treatment the receptionist handed Michelle her schedule and said if she had any questions . While finishing her Radiation therapy session, Michelle felt anxious and told the receptionist she needed to change the dates for one of the schedules, to which her response was rude “you’ve got a fit in with the schedule. I don’t think I will lend you that”. During her first day of Radiation Therapy treatment Michelle had brought her…

Cardinals to a winning season. The next few years were a blast for Luck as he carried his team to 2 major bowls, he earned 2 pac-12 player of the year, and he was a two time Heisman finalist. Henceforth, Andrew entered the NFL (National Football League) draft with a .816 winning percentage, that’s the best in Stanford football history.…

Have you ever cared about someone, and that affected your decisions in life? My guess is yes because often in real life the people you love and care about affect your decisions greatly. The two books The Slippery Slope and The Hunger Games both teach this lesson throughout their books. In The Slippery Slope, a book about three siblings whose parents had perished in a fire and are on the run from Count Olaf who is trying to get ahold of their parent's fortune. The author (Lemony Snicket) teaches…

In the song, Don't Wait by Joey Graceffa, Joey starts the song by writing, “I know you've got a strong heart/ It's written in the stars/ Behind the castle walls/ You've hid your light.”this creates the feeling of being committed, but still being a little unsure of when to come out. The text says, “Behind the castle walls you've hid your light, but when you let the past go, your story unfolds.” this shows he has been hiding his life in, and if he shows it he, will start this big adventure of…

World Number 1 spot beckons Andy Murray Andy Murray finally finds himself on the right side of the finishing line. In his third consecutive Grand Slam final, Andy clinched the Wimbledon title to end his Grand Slam title drought. The entire country was in an ebullient mood and even the ever-poker faced Ivan Lendl was seen shedding a few tears. Andy joked about his supercoach: “He was telling everyone it was allergies, that he had hayfever. I don’t believe it.” But even before the celebrations…

“You’re too weak. You can’t do it.” The words ring through the phone into my ears. I run through emotions like a fast wind sweeping everything off the ground. Furious. Disappointed. Angry. Frustrated. In the whirlwind of which this all occurs, I am silent on the other line until I can finally muster the feelings I have in to one phrase. “I can’t do it, huh? Yes, I can.” I hang up the phone, still vulnerable as ever. My head is pounding, filled with questions and thoughts. How could the person…

It is crazy to think that an intangible object can almost define your relationship with someone. A relationship meaning your parents, a sibling, a family member, a good friend, a teacher, a spouse or significant other, or even someone you do not really know. There are a lot of components that go into a good healthy relationship; there is communication, respect, affection, responsibility, and transparency. But there is also something called trust, without it you might as well not have a…

This is only a dream. This is only a dream. This is only a dream. This cannot actually be happening. This is not real. You are not awake. This is a nightmare. Wake up, erica. Please, oh god, please wake up. My eyes are rain storms and my heart is tangled somewhere in my esophagus. I stack my legs, tuck my head into my lap. I place my hands to my hair and begin to pull. This is a nightmare. This is not real. But my cheeks are raw and chapped, and every speck of makeup has been washed from my…

What the hell is he doing here?! Five years. Five years since we last spoke. Five years since he last said my name. Five years since he broke off a relationship that was undeniably love. At least, that is what I told myself before he shattered my heart and left me to decompose on the ground beneath him. Five years, and I spent every second of it trying to piece myself together, trying to revitalize the poisoned ruins he so kindly rampaged through. I only recovered from these injuries a year ago…