The Grey Album

Nearly every summer and winter break of my childhood was spent in the heart of Tillamook Country— a small coastal community called Neskowin. My family would gather with a rotating pool of close relatives in our favorite beach rental, dubbed the Octagon House for its distinct shape, central fire pit, and wrap around porch. For the children, the vast beaches served as open fields for soccer and football. The coarse sand an open canvas for castle blueprints and secret messages. Sand dollars…

he gets injured again and spends all his upcoming footballing years on the side-lines. Not diverting from the topic, let’s talk about another characteristic of Nasseb Kaur. Naseeb Kaur likes to read a lot, mostly intelligent books like 50 shades of Grey, The Immortals of Meluha, etc. But like my ex room-mate who, in pursuit of cultivating an erudite air with a selection of clever books by his bedside, used to keep John Grisham: A time to kill, Urinal Incontinence: A Self Help Guide, but which…

I hear my alarm clock go off. I roll on my side and open my eyes. "Its too early" I yell as I slam my hand down on my alarm clock to get it to shut off. I close my eyes again and moments later hear my clock go off again. I look at it again and it was an hour later. " five thirty is way to frickin early for football practice" I say as I get ready to walk out the door. This particular practice was on a saturday morning and coach wanted offense there early so we could run some extra laps around the…

The Creepy Basketball First, it was a cold dark night in the winter only one sound MO! HA! HA! HA! HA! It came for the haunted house down on fourth with the creepy basketball. The man living there wanted to find out what was there they named the ball LeBron James the man how owned the house was Steph Curry. It came out one night he picked up a chair a tried to hit the ball with it he missed and the ball went back under the rug and back into his hoop. So Steph called Kevin Durant a teammate of…

A Frigid Raceway The crisp, cold wind breezed through my hair during an enjoyable outdoor activity, as I zipped around the corner. A feeling of excitement is what I experience when I Long Track speed skate. It is enjoyable for many reasons. This sport is entertaining for numerous explanations. First, it is necessary to develop skills. Getting to know my boundaries has helped me. While having fun and without discouragement, I am more familiar with of my abilities and setting reachable goals.…

Alone in the Darkness of Blood I woke up and all I could see was the deep dark hole of the gun barrel that was pointed at my head. On my left there were my friends which had guns headed towards their head just like me. There was just one question in my head. How? How did we fall into this trap? How did our snipers not see anything? How did I become unconscious? But all of my questions remained unanswered because the last sound I heard was a gunshot. DayZ does not have any sort of linear…

My resolutions for the year of 2018 are to show up on time, remember family and friends birthdays, and lastly to get straight A’s this semester. This year I have greatly suffered in time management causing me to be late many times so I’m making this resolution to fix that. What I also made a resolution to fix this year is to remember my family and friends birthdays because it was really bad when I showed up home and it’s my brothers, moms, dads, birthday and I don’t have a gift so I have to…

Buried (2010) by Rodrigo Cortés is a film construct by only one scene, in the coffin buried deep down under the sand in a desert within a human Paul Conroy with limited resource. Most of the shots using a dark tone to shape a tense atmosphere, in order to increase the disturbed mood and project to the audiences. The first few capture of the shots is all about showing the narrow space inside a coffin, the unfamiliar environment, the heat and the emotional of Paul as well as how limited action…

When our coach arrived Shenzhen Bay Control Point, I knew my trip had already come to a full stop. All of them said they hope to stay for more days, but this never came into my mind. I missed that young face, yet I was sure he mustn’t have the same idea as me. I wouldn’t forget the way he stared at me in the past few days. I could feel the anger from this young fellow, and I promised I wouldn’t return to that place again. Several days ago, I’d joined a five days voluntary teaching trip…

Sam Witwicky is a “normal” teenager who is in the 11th grade. His father promised him a car as long as Sam gets an ‘A’ on his school project. When Sam gets the grade, his dad takes him to Bolivia’s Used Cars. Sam wants a 1977 Camaro with custom racing stripes, but the price of the car was too high. When Sam starts looking for other cars the Camaro lets out a high-pitched shriek which shatters the glass on all the other cars. He buys the Camaro and drives it home. One-night Sam wakes up to the…