Well yesterday it started off like any normal day would for me. wake up, eat , shower, and drive to school. had my first two classes and they were putting me to sleep just like all the other days. As i was going to eat my lunch i ran into Anna from class and she said to go to the movie thing in the film club. They were watching something about Spanish and how they wanted to come to America and work and take our money and bring it back to mexico. They said without us letting them work they couldn't make it. They kept talking about how everything there is just going down under and farming is not what it suppose to be like. Men will leave there family's behind for months at a time to make money to send back to there family. Sometimes the men would go and never come back home cause America is the best place to live. They would also leave there family's and start new ones up there. I couldn't read everything that they saying but the economy is bad and very off. After seeing that movie it made me proud to live where i do.  

Well the other day in class we all meet at the community room. I didn't know what to except but as a good student as I am I went. when I was walking up there I didn't see anybody that was in my class so I didn't know if I was at the right spot but when I walked in and only saw like 5 people in my class and everyone else hasn't shown up yet so I was hoping we could just leave but of course I couldn't. Like 2 minutes later the rest of the class showed up and we proceeded with the tour of the library. The lady first took us around the library and showed us everything that we could use. Them we came back to the community room and she started talking about the new web site the Richard Bland. She went over everything on there and how to use it and where to find it. Then she went into talking about researched papers and how to get the information. As the time was running short but she got through what she wanted to tell us. After the class I was so happy to get out of there cause I spend so much time there already.

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Well last night my friend and I went out predator hunting. As we were parking our truck loading our guns we felt the sun beating on us right there where we stood. The walk down the path to the damn seem so long as we were sweating the whole way. We had our hunting clothes on like a long sleeve camo shirt and long pants plus our boots. One of the hottest day in September. As we walked up the the damn we had to jump over the water that was flowing from the pond. The jump was easy but as soon as we started walking we ran into a dead copper head snake. it scared us to death. We finally go into our tree stand and starting calling the coyotes in but didn't hear anything expect for some dogs and an owl. Behind us in the woods we heard a deer walking around then it was gone. It started to lightening so we started back to our trucks and we ran into copperheads. My buddy shot once and it disappear then out of no where it came towards us to i starting shooting and killed it. Our heart started racing as we came back up to the damn and as soon as the light shine down up there we saw another copperhead. I shot once and hit it and i saw it move towards us so once again we were unloading on it and finally killed it. The walk back was kinda interesting but as soon as we got back to our truck we were so relieved.

The reason people argue is because they are morons. I hate when people argue. I like when people don't argue. In class I had to sit there and listen to other people talk about why they don't want to write about a topic and then I had to listen to people argue to other people why they did not want to write about that topic and why. It was tough but i made it through my second week of class in my awesome English class. My teacher Mr. Sweeney  is the coolest teacher i have ever had while i have been in school. How he made us sit there and made us choose what topics we wanted to write about was a cool idea.  I was the guy in there that wanted to agree with people so we could move on with the class but of course there is always that one person that has to be different and make everyone else sit there and ask her why she didn’t want to write about that one topic. She made the class very interesting so im glad she was who she was in that class. I like tension so cause she had to not agree with everyone that class had a lot of tension and made it fun.  I didn’t know why he made us do that but I see why now. He had us answer questions after it and it was all about the argument we had and then it made sense to me