Season 4 of suits just uploaded to netflix. I am 8 episodes deep and am watching one as I type this. It is one of my favorite shows of all time. It is entertaining and a good watch. I was happy to see it come onto Netflix.
Personal addition #21 Asper
I have officially been accepted to the Asper School of Business. I got my final marks and I got in! It is a great weight off of my shoulders. I can’t wait to further my education at Asper. It will open many doors and I hope will be the key to my future.
Personal addition #20 Champs
This year we are again Manitoba high school lacrosse champions!! We won 5-15 against Glenlawn. It was one of the best things to ever happen to me. It felt amazing. It meant more then last year because I was a senior. I contributed more to the team then last year. It was the best possible way to end my high school career. It was also amazing to win a championship with my younger brother.
Personal addition #19 Math
This year I took grade 11 IB pre cal. It is the same thing as grade 12 pre cal just with 30% less classes to learn the material. I went in not knowing how well I would do. In grade 11 pre cal I went into the exam with a 89 and came out with a 80. It didn’t go so well. This year I went in with a 93.7 and got 94 on the exam!! I finished with a 95 (if you beat your term mark Mr. JR drops your lowest test mark). I put in a lot of work into studying for the exam. I did 9 old practice exams. I needed to prove to my self that if I worked hard I could do great things.
Personal addition #18 The finals
This years NBA finals were thrilling. My favorite team ended up losing but hey it was entertaining. Despite losing Lebron James proved that he is the best player in the world. Maybe of all time. I believe that he is the best player to ever lace up basketball shoes. It would have been almost impossible to win against golden state with the cavs current line up. To many injured starters.
My Bucket List – Who I Helped
I helped Cassidy learn to golf!! We haven’t gone out and played yet but we will soon.
My Bucket List
Authors Note
When writing my bucket list I didn’t have a specific theme in mind. I just started thinking about stuff that I wanted to do before I die. After finishing my list and reading it over most of the things on it can be grouped into two main category’s, traveling and sports. I believe this represents a big part of who I am and what I love. I love competition and also adventure. I want to travel all over the world and experience different foods and cultures. This list reflects that. I have already made plans to travel to Australia. I also want to travel to New Zeland, France, Greece, the UK, Alaska, Bora Bora, Fiji, Morocco and the Netherlands. There are a few more materiel things on my list that I would like to complete. Such as own a few cars I want to own. I really hope this list is motivation to live my life to the fullest. I don’t want to live my life never having actually lived. I want to travel, love, live, laugh. This list is a representation of that. My list doesn’t have lots of materiel things on it because that is not what is most important to me. I will be happy with a more simple life style with a wife, kids, friends, family and amazing memory’s. Some of the 101 things on my bucket list are a little far fetched but if I complete half of the things my life I will have some pretty insane twists and turns.
My Short Story — The Rising
I woke up to the sound of my alarm, each beep a punch to the side of my head. I look at my phone, June 6th, with a wave of relief I realized that school was over. With a triumphant feeling I turned my alarm off. After 13 years of getting up to catch the only bus in my home town it’s next to impossible not to wake up at 7:30am. It’s a hard habit to break. I grew up in a small town 10 miles north of Milwaukee called Oostburg. Population 2900. We are so small we don’t even have our own police force.
The gentle hum of the fan was lulling me to the verge of sleep, the comfort of my bed forcing me to close my eyes. Just as I drifted off my mother’s shrill scream ripped me from my bed. As I pulled on a pair of jeans and an old tee shirt I wondered why the hell my mom was screaming at me at 7:30 in the morning. My moms scream shattered my thoughts.
“Ben get down here.” I ran down the stairs, expecting to find a gruesome, murder scene. All I found was my mom sitting on the old, tattered couch staring at the television like a zombie.
“Ben look at what is happening out there”, her voice barley a whisper, in utter shock of what she was seeing.
“What’s going on mom?” I asked nervously. My mother wasn’t the type to be upset easily. She has been threw a lot in the past year. Between getting laid off in the rescission and the death of my father it hasn’t been easy. My father died just last year in a nuclear meltdown that killed 2500 people at his job in Milwaukee. I was left the man of the house, I stopped being a kid the minute I found of my father was dead.
“Their rising” She said with blank stare on her face.
I was starting to panic, I felt a small bead of sweat trickle down my forehead “What are you talking about mom, what the hell is going on?” It didn’t even look like she heard me. She was solely focused on what she was seeing on the TV. My words seemed to mean nothing to her, they rolled off her like water off an umbrella. I sat down next to my mom and sunk into the couch. I started to listen to what my mother had seemed to go into shock over. After listing for two minutes I could understand why. The image on the screen made my jaw drop. It was a scene out a honor movie.
My mothers head slowly turned to me and with a look of horror she said “Ben that is were is your dad is buried”
After a few minutes of watching the news I understood what was happening. No one knew how and no one why but the men and women killed in the tragic nuclear melt down were rising, rising from the dead.
Our TV screen turned black. For about 15 seconds there was a lull, we didn’t talk, we didn’t make a sound. We both trying to fathom what was happening. We were snatched from our thoughts when our TV screen lit up, the governors perplexed face smeared across our old TV.
“This is an emergency warming, people in the state of Wisconsin stay in your houses, I repeat do not leave your houses. These, as a lack for a better word, zombies are dangerous. We are not sure what they are capable of.” His face disappeared and the news came back on.
“We here at channel 9 news are live out side the graveyard where this all started. From what we can tell…… This just in, the risen dead have been reported to try to return their homes. We don’t know what” Before he could get finish his sentence a hand grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him to the ground. I could almost smell the rotting flesh of the cold, dead hand threw the TV. All we could hear were the screams of the reporter and blood splattering on the camera. I grabbed the remote from beside me and shut the TV off, I sat there not being able to fully understand what I had just seen.
“Ben, go get your fathers old gun.” My mother was finally talking, thinking, prepossessing what was going on around her. That’s what I did, I went and got the gun. I couldn’t think straight let alone speak. Questions raced threw my mind at a million miles per hour, none of which had any answers. I just knew one thing, I had to protect my mother. She was all I had left.
Three hours had passed since we saw the broadcast. Me and my mother sat in our gloomy little basement. I felt the cold hard steel of the gun clutched in pale white hand. Waiting for the thing we hoped we would never have to face, the dead, rotting corpse of my fathers body.
“Its going to be okay Ben” my mother from the corner of the room, her voice quivering. Not 30 seconds after she spoke I heard a faint crash from upstairs. No one spoke, all I heard was slow methodical steps. A low moan came from the locked basement door, with my right index finger I turned the safety on gun off. How could I do it, how could I shoot my own father. Before I had time to decide what to do. He was in the room, grey and dead, the stench of rotting meat filled the room. He started walking towards us. My mother screamed, I couldn’t hear what she said, it was like a dream, adrenalin coursing threw every vein in my body. He was dead I told my self, nothing you do will hurt him. I raised my trembling hand and aimed at his head. I could almost feel the death in the air. I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger.
RED = Setting
BLUE = Ending
Yellow = Dialogue
Violet = Title
GREEN or UNDERLINE = Vasking/Imagery
Personal Addition #17 My phone
Yesterday I purchased a brand new iphone 6!! The story behind how I came to own it is a little complicated so I will do my best to explain. At the end of grade 10 I signed a 2 year contract with MTS. I elected to get a free iphone 4 appose to paying $200 for an iphone 5. At the time I was paying my own phone bill in full. In December of 2013 my father signed a 2 year contract with rogers. In December of 2014 my father was given a free workout phone so he was no longer in need of his 2 year contract. To save the maximum amount of money my dad and I deiced to pay out the remainder of my contract, a mere 90 some dollars and I took the remanding year of his rogers contract. He contuined to pay his rogers contract so was no longer paying my own bill! At the end of my 2 year contract with MTS i would have gotten a free upgrade but after buying out of that contract I lost that opportunity. So after 2 and a half long years my barley working iphone 4 finally bit the dust. it stopped turning on. With 6 months left on the contract I took over I just bought it out (Rogers let us do it for free being “long time customers”) so I could get a new phone on a new contract. My dad gave me the remaining money left that he would have payed my phone bill with, $490. I used that to pay the $350 for a new iphone 6! Yes, that is complex and may not make 100% sense but hey, it all worked out in the end.
My creative writing, an epic work by Zac Cressman 