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Incase you didn't see my last post. My name is Cameron Ure. Heres a quick picture incase you cant match a name with a face. 

Done running. HA HA get the joke?

Dear Lone Peak Creative Writing, 

Writing is something i'm not good at. I am not one that enjoys reading blogs all night long and one that can write amazing posts that make people shiver. I am the type that struggles with getting my thoughts out. I have so many but I just don't know how to write them down. I think about everything. I enjoy sitting and just watching people. Maybe that makes it look like i'm sad, just sitting there not talking. Hey maybe some days I am, but mostly its my head spinning with over-anylizing thoughts. Me not being able to formulate these thoughts into paragraphs probably makes it seem like I am not trying or don't care. You have no idea how long I sit and try to think of something extraordinary. It just never comes. Yes I am comparing to the posts that I have read or that are shared. They are all so good. I wish I could tell you my thoughts and have you write them and make them art. It doesn't help that I have to have the dumb football player label either. Ya I may be a jock. Ya I sit in front of the knight at lunch. That doesn't mean anything. I wish the knight wasn't even real. I wish this stupid school didn't have clicks. This might be hypocritical and if it is I don't mean it to be. I just wish everyone could be friends and there didn't have to be labels. I don't want the jock label. I actually hate being called the football player because it automatically puts the reputation on me of one of those kids. So i'm sorry. I am just done of hiding and trying to be someone I am not. 

Sincerely,
Cameron Ure 

My Current Mood

Currently 

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I feel like my heads going to explode right off my head, my chest is going to fill up, and my heart is going to pitter out and die. I have so many mixed emotions that I can't even think straight. I cant even focus on this post right now because it doesn't matter. I am going to graduate. Going to be forgotten. I am not going to be the person that gets invited back to share poetry in front of a class. I'm not deep. I am straight up and I just tell it how it is. So tonight I'm pissed off, sad, excited, torn, worried, nervous, scared, and most of all ready to be done with all that High School brings. Sorry nelson but i'm just not feeling it tonight. 

Fear is.

Fear is coming home late and seeing your parents light still on.
Fear is the molment of when you turn the light off and run up the stairs because for some reason you think something is going to chase you just because it's dark.
Fear is checking under the bed when you were a kid, or even now.
Fear is getting to school and realizing you forgot to put on deohderant.
Fear is when you are snowboarding and almost slide right off a cliff.
Fear is thinking about dropping the game winning pass and having everyone hate you.
Fear is not knowing if you are ready to leave for two years.
Fear is knowing you won't have your mom there to be able to help you whenever you need it.
Fear is a abandoned hospital that is supposed to be haunted.
Fear is not being able to support your family.
Fear is not being able to have a family.
Fear is having my family not want to talk to me.
Fear is having close people in my life cut me out of theirs.
Fear is the split second you think you are chocking before the piece of ice you were sucking in melts and slides down your throat.
Fear is marring the wrong person.
Fear is finding the right person to marry but they don't want to marry you back.
Fear is me as a sophmore looking up at the seniors thinking they could kill me with one punch.
Fear is meeting a new coach and trying to make a good impression.
Fear is me being late everyday and making it seem like I don't care, but in all honesty I try super hard to get there on time.
Fear is not being good enough.
Fear is letting someone down.
Fear is real.
I have a lot of it.

I have only slept for 6 1/2 hours in the last two days. My eye lids feel like they are both weighted with 200 pounds, but as I got ready for bed and my face hit the pillow I remembered I had not done two posts. So here's a list of things that have to,too, or two in it.

• Total
• Tooth
• Toe 
• Toilet 
• Toys 
• Twofold 
• Toothpaste
• Toothpick 
• Together 
• Potatoes 
• Tomorrow 
• Tortola 
• Betos..... We will end it there.

Constantly fighting the urge to drown

Life is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you are going to get. 

Thats not true at all though. Life is like a ocean. It pushes you the way it is flowing but you can always swim against the current. There is always things coming from the dark depth to drag you down. There is somewhere land that you can get to. If its at the bottom, or if you are the lucky one that makes it to dry land. I'm in the stage of life where I am laid back looking at the sky coasting along on the ocean. Once or twice a day I feel fish bumping into me or trying to take a nibble at me. Then there is the days when i'm swimming against the current and a see a fin poking up out of the water. Those are days when you have to fight to not be dragged into the water and to give up. If life gets to hard to swim in there is a easy solution, just coast on the top. Thinking about nothing but the clouds above you and wondering where the current is taking you. 

Life

Life

Life

life/līf/

noun the condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter, including the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity, and continual change preceding death. the existence of an individual human being or animal. the period between the birth and death of a living thing, especially a human being. (in art) the depiction of a subject from a real model, rather than from an artist's imagination.

death/deTH/

noun the action or fact of dying or being killed; the end of the life of a person or organism.

drown/droun/

verb die through submersion in and inhalation of water. (Edit)

drown/droun/

verb die through submersion in and inhalation of LIFE.