Debut albums

Love is an interesting and difficult thing. To be in love with someone or something can make you forget everything, making time feel slower. All you do is focus on that one thing forgetting your reality. There 's different types of love 's like ones for family, friends, and significant others. You get a strong attachment to them. Love is intensified feeling one could have for anything. You can love places and inanimate objects. Like my love for music intensified over the years, to escape reality…

Men are not born. Men are made. Many guys are under the impression that because they are physically grown, they are men. However, this isn’t the case because physical growth doesn’t make you a man. What makes a male a man is how well he is able to maintain his dignity through good and bad times. A man stays true to himself at all times. He does not break, bend, or relinquish his values at anytime. No matter how difficult his circumstances become, he remains grounded in principles. Life does…

Analysis of “NASCAR Goes Green?” In the intern of Earth Island Journal, Natale Servino’s article, “NASCAR Goes Green?”, she opens with a description of most Southern Rednecks dreams. She gives the description of NASCAR being “an endless stream of RV’s at a standstill, waiting to fill dirt parking lots. People congregating around barbecue grills, drink a few cold ones, and talk strategy” (Servino). Being from the south myself, I can relate to this scenario. In the article, Ms. Servino brings to…

“Summer” All there was was water, everywhere. Summer to many people is the word that gives them so much joy. No school, no work, no stress. It supposed to be the time you get to relax and get away from everything. I, on the other hand, wasn’t able to do so. This past summer my family decided to go to the beach, as all families probably do. It’s just that it happened to be during the time that the beach wasn’t the best place to be at due to the stormy weather. The first day we got to the beach…

“Mom, Miley stole my lipstick again!” This is one of the many arguments that go on in my household. I am the oldest in a family of three young and opinionated girls. Anyone who has a sibling knows there is usually a lot of conflict. Especially in my family, there is a lot of arguing between the three of us. My sisters are both very loud and stubborn, they want everything to go their way. When they set their mind to something there is no one that can change it no matter what they try. I on the…

The Day I Forgot When your going to a soccer game, you never know what's going to go down or what's going to happen. This particular soccer game changed my view on soccer and life itself. We were playing Woodbury, it was back in the 5th grade. My dad was my soccer coach at that time. My closest friends were on my soccer team, so it made soccer really a fun time for me. The game was going good so far, we were winning 2-1. But everyone knows that that’s the easiest time for a team to come back…

Facing My Kayaking Fears Smells of chips filled the air in our car as we drove to camp ,on the second hour, boredom fell upon me like it was some kind of disease. I really wanted to jump out of the car and go camping,so I opened the window , and BOOM,the fresh smell of spruce pine trees hit me and made me blink a couple times.It was amazing.We got to camp and met up with everyone.On the second day my cousins and I were sitting and playing some board games up in the forest, the scenery was…

I forget the exact day, and the exact place, but that’s all I forget, for everything else was burned in memory, yet faintly. It was some day in December, 2015, my mother planned to take me with her on a business trip up to Fargo for of Winter Break. We had been driving up on the highway; talking, laughing, listening to music on the radio, all this as we saw the ground around us glisten in packed snow and ice. As I looked out the window the farther north of the state we traveled, the more I saw…

Between the years of 1914 to 1918, approaching 1 million British soldiers gave up their lives fighting for King and country (greatwar.co.uk). Wilfred Owens, one of the greater known first world war poets, was one of these. He died at the age of twenty-five, only a week away from armistice, leaving behind approaching 100 poems. Despite his early death, Owen’s poetry has immortalized him, passing to future generations both his experience and sentiments regarding the first world war. Like many at…

It was a chilly summer day, sunny and calm with a light breeze. The splashing of waves mingled with the laughter of 65 teens. Some jumped into the lake in their swimsuits. Meanwhile, I had forgotten to bring a swimsuit. This was a rite of passage. Every year, SHAD at Lakehead University was officially kick-started with a camping trip that culminated in leaping into a freezing cold lake. For the majority of my life, I hated exploring nature; more specifically, I hated doing things I assumed I…