Ordinary World

What's up? My name is Colton Smith. I am just the average kid living every kids dream. Ok, so i am not living the dream, I am actually very caught up in my own world. I do the same thing every day. I get up dreading that moment I walk into those doors. Learning does not interest me as much as going into my own world and dreaming of what I can become? Who I will be, and how I am going to get there. I see all the kids in the halls who rule this jungle and do everything to stay out of there way. High school is there kingdom and I am under there rule. I come home wishing i would run into someone, somewhere bring a little adventure to my life. Then it happens I accidently get into a car wreck. Great I am thinking, this would happen to me. But then I see him. His enthusiasm and arrogance resonates off of him and I can tell he is someone. Someone I need to meet and get to know. He can bring adventure to my life. We become friends and then he shows me his secret. A pill, no not a drug but an enhancer. It will give you ideas and feelings you can't even dream of.

Questions:

What will Colton do when he takes the pill?

Will him and this person remain friends?

Will Colton leave everything behind and go into a new world?

Shake The Dust

This is for the children.

The children who are starving and always have to work.

This is for the school dork.

The ones that just can't stay away from the pork. Walk This Way.

This is for the star that's never born.

The ones that are always torn. Walk This Way.

This is for the first one in the classroom.

The one that always has to use the family broom. Walk This Way.

This is for the people who can't stay away from the hospital bed.

For ones that just wish they were dead.

This is for the tired, and the dreamers. Walk This Way.

This is for the men that just can't get past that one thing.

For the kids that have nothing to bring. Walk This Way.

This is for the high schooler who only has one shirt.

Those who have the table all to themselves.

For the kid that's pissed off and also pissed on.

Walk This Way.

Ghandi

I think to much

Think about life

What am I suppose to be doing?

I saw Larry the Cable Guy once

I took on his motto

Get Ur Done

I keep forgetting to have fun

I keep forgetting to get things done

But I'm trying

I wonder what I could have done

Whose life could I have made better?

Whose life have I made worse?

I love life

BLURBS

Dont Take The Girl- Tim Mcgraw

Timmy hated Samantha because she lived next door and had cooties. Then he got over his fears and now they are married. They have kids and live in the same little town. Now it will be hard for him to let go of her.

Die Another Day- Madonna

The world is falling under control of countries with all the oil. Meanwhile a band of Canadians are researching something that will make you reach your full potential both physically and mentally. This may be there last hope to stop these powerful countries.

Lose Yourself- Eminem

A kid is living in the rough parts of Detroit with the pressure of taking care of his family. He is trying to make it in the hardest bussiness, music. With his family waiting for him to take care of them and trying to write music can he handle the pressure?

Traveling Soldier- Dixie Chicks

A soldier is about to go into the army. He is sitting having his last meal when he realizes he might be with the love of his life. Will she wait for him during the war? Will she remember to write or will she find someone else?

Sixer

Eminem - Stan (Short Version) ft. Dido

Song Stories

Song: 99 Problems

Artist: Jay-Z

Plot: Shawn Carter is driving in the streets with some of his bros. He looks in the mirror and there is a cop car behind him. He flips on his lights and he thinks to himself should I pull over or put the peddle to the floor? He pulls over.

Characters:

Shawn Carter (speaker)

Friends in the car

The cop

Conflict: Shawn is getting pulled over when he has done nothing wrong. The cop asks him if he knows why he is getting pulled over. He says cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low do I look like a mind reader sir I don't know? The cop says, "You were doing 55 in a 54. Step out of the car, are you carrying a gun on you I know a lot of you are." I ain't steppin out of shit all my papers legit."We'll see how smart you are when the K9 come"

Theme:

Racism

Setting:

Bronx, New York

1994

Song: Stan

Artist: Eminem

Plot: Stan is an Eminem fan who keeps on writing Eminem letters about his life. He tells him about what is going on in his life and wants Eminem to write him back. He asks him about Eminem and his family and about his daughter. He starts to get mad and tell him some stuff like he hates him.

Characters:

Stan

Eminem

Stans girlfriend

Conflict: Stan keeps on writing Eminem letters and starts to get angry with him. He starts to tell him that he hates him and he likes to cut his wrists. He tells him that his girlfriend and him got in a fight and now he has her tied up in the back of the trunk. Eminem finally writes him back and tells him he meant to write back earlier. He tells him that he does want him as a fan but doesn't want him to do some crazy shit. He says he should go see a counseler and that he should apologize to his girlfriend. He tells him he saw something on the news that made him sick. Some drunk dude drove his car off a bridge. He had his girlfriend in the car who was pregnant with there son. Come to think about it, his name was, Damn it was you.

Theme:

Communication

Setting:

Stans house

A bridge by Stans' house

Jealousy: Harlem

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?

It is so realistic that is what makes me jealous of this. It creates a visual image in my head and I really like that. I think that this is true also which makes me jealous of this. A dream that is deferred is as good as gone.

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise

This poem inspires me to do better and when you can make that connection with your readers you know you have written a great poem. It also makes me feel good inside while reading it, I thouroughly enjoy reading this poem cause it makes me happy.

Complaints

Im tired of always asking

Im tired of homework

Im tired of trying to please other people

Im tired of not having a job

Im tired of not having money

Im tired of doing the same things over and over again.

Im tired of Utah

Im tired of disappointing people

Im tired of people telling me what to do

Im tired of high school

Im tired of being tired

Im tired of not having a slampiece to make me sammich

Im tired of being bored

Im tired of bad music (Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Kesha)

Im tired of not having a car

Im tired of some people

Im tired of attendance school

Im tired of being judged

Im tired of the drama

Im tired of SAT time

Im tired of the radio

Im tired of people complaining

Im tired of me complaining

Love

Love is pushing your son in a wheelchair. Love is staying up all night. Love is giving up what you want so your son can have what he wants. Love is working 2 jobs so your family can have food on the table. Love is never letting go. Love is carrying your son accross the finish line. Love is a never ending story. Love is reading the same story over and over. Love is running into the house while all the firefighters run out. Love is helping in a time of need. Love is giving up your time to help. Love is waking up early while your family sleeps in. Love is laying in bed thinking about what they are doing.

Xbox

Today after my parents yelled at me to get off the xbox before they throw it away, I was thinking about the gaming community in general. I wonder how many people in the world have been negatively effected by xbox. I would say that 99 percent of people on xbox live have once in there life sat there and thought I should be doing this but instead i am playing xbox. Then they just continue to play. You may ask why and I would say because it is addicting and fun. People like to play video games and even more they like to play with there friends. But honestly I can't say that it has helped me in my life except for something to do when I am bored. Even after I realized this what did I do? I went over and started playing again. I will stop playing xbox eventually... when I die!!

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone. I walk alone. There is heavy cloud cover in the skies. It's getting darker and darker. The thunder is getting closer and closer. Why am i wearing shorts? I walk alone. I walk alone. Someone is at the other end of the street. There dark eyes staring down at me. You could hear a pin drop it is so quiet. There is a poster of a rap concert on the wall covered in graffiti. Graffiti is everywhere, gangs trying to claim there territory. I walk alone. I walk alone. The shadow creeps closer and closer to me. A bussiness card blows with the wind. Glass is all over the ground from shattered windows. It starts to rain. I walk alone. I walk alone. Casings of ammo cover the sidewalks. As do red and blue bandannas on each end of the street. The person passes by deep in thought of what had just happened. I walk alone. I walk alone. Voices in my head fighting back and forth like a bout between Muhammad Ali and Joe Frazier. You can feel the sadness in the air. Dreams being shattered. Will new ones come to life? I walk alone. I walk alone.

Thinking About You

Im thinking about you like cops think about robbers. Like robbers think about stealing. Like everyone thinks about stealing but robbers actually do it. Im thinking about you like cookies think about milk. Like pencils think about paper. Like Summer thinks about sun and Winter thinks about snow. Im thinking about you like Donald Trump thinks about money. Like everyone thinks about money. Im thinking about you like bloggers think about blogging. Like I think about blogging... about you! Im thinking about you like birdman thinks about tatoos. Like Michael Jordan thinks about basketball. Like Tiger Woods thinks about golf...and women. Like Tiger Woods thinks about women... but not you. Im thinking about you like ipods think about music. Like ketchup thinks about mustard. Im thinking about you like gamers think about gaming and people think about blaming. Im thinking about you like starving people think about food. Like fat people think about... well food. Like the girl of your dreams is thinking about another dude. I just can't stop thinking about YOU!

Direct Orders

Rock out like you just got a fresh pair of Jordans. Rock out like you just make a game winning shot. Rock out like you just landed in Hawaii. Rock out like you just made an eagle on a par 4. Rock out like your favorite team just won the NBA championship. Rock out like your skydiving for the first time. Rock out like you just got out of jail. Rock out like you just won the lottery. Rock out like your parents are out of town and you have the house to yourself. Rock out like your meeting your hero and he asks you if you want to come over to his house. Rock out like you just won a gold medal for your country. Rock out like your on National T.V. because your streaking accross the field. Rock out like you just got pulled over going 50 in a 25 but the cop lets you off with a warning. Rock out like today is your last day to live.

Intro

Hello, my pen name is the lone wolf and sometimes that is just how I feel... lonely. I don't know who I can trust around me and it feels like the world is just going to fast. I am not a very good writer and that is why I am taking this class. I have thoughts just like everyone else but I can't get my ideas onto paper sometimes. I want to be able to write about me and how i am feeling as the days go on. I want to make people interested in this blog and I am really going to work hard on it. I am the lone wolf and I believe in the ability of hard work. "The people who fulfill there dreams are the ones who work while they dream."