TG - The Art of FuThe Art of Fu: A Legend BeginsMore Like This
I've been lucky for a while.
As a little kid, I wanted to get picked for something in class and the teacher just happened to pick me. I got the winning run in a little league game because the other team committed seventeen errors in a single play. A prize machine once paid out all its tickets to me.
It didn't happen with everything. And sometimes, on the things I wanted the most, it never seemed to work. But when I was really focused and relaxed, it was like things bended my way. It got really weird when I wanted a personal fridge in my bedroom and it just appeared one day. So far as my mom was concerned, I'd had it for years.
I thought of my friend with black hair instead of blond hair (like he always wanted) and he came to school with it one day. I always happened upon the biggest secrets in Zelda, I never died in any of the bullet hell shooters I loved, and I always won in matches verses friends.
I was humble about it with all the dirty looks I
You.You. Yes, you. I am writing this for you.More Like This
I know you are reading this. And I want you to know I am writing this for you. No one else will understand. No one else knows. They think that this is for them. But it's not. I am writing this for you.
I want you to know, life it's hard. Every day can be a challenge. It can be a challenge to get up in the morning. To get yourself out of bed. To put on that smile. But I want you to know, that smile is what keeps me going some days. You need to remember, even through the tough times, you are amazing. You really are.
You should be happy. You are gorgeous.
I know that the weather might not be perfect. You might have to turn your back to the wind or feel the cold nipping at your nose. But you know what, at least you are there to feel it. At least you can enjoy the sun's warm rays on your face. Or that cold February wind biting at your cheeks. You know what that means?
You are alive.
Everything will be okay.
Swim Meet TgMore Like This
I jumped in the water with the rest of my class. My names Alex. I have been swimming for 4 years now. Im a very fast swimmer but many people still over pass me in swimming.
I have now gone to a swim meet. First Event: Im racing a gut named Blake to the right of me. To the left was a girl named Sarah, she had a 2 piece swim suit, with the top white, and the bottom black. She also had beutiful blode hair, short so she wouldn't have to wear a cap. Beep! We all dive in and are neck and neck. It's 200 freestyle. Im not very good at long lengths. I came in 3rd place. Blake came in 2nd and Sarah came in 1st.
I went to sit down in the warm-up pool and just slammed around the water with my frustrations. "I can never win long lengths, Id do any thing to win!" I yelled in the air... Good thing no one was around.
"You want to know my secret?" I looked around and out of the water came Sarah. "Its pretty simple Im a girl so Im better at swimming than boys." She stated.
"Hey I resent that how