What I Believe

I believe that hope is
what keeps us going

I believe in fun because
thats what enlightens the mood

I believe in changes because
they awlays open different
paths in our lives.

I believe in achievements because
with each one we change

I believe that Joy grows in June

I believe that music is the rhythm
of life.

I believe in riding bicycles
which moves you into a whole
different world, where you can roam
free without any interference

I believe in the tests of life
that wherever we go a new
challenge appears and we should
never crack down
I belive in meeting new people
because it teaches us about the
world.

I believe that love is stronger than death

I believe that everything happens for a reason

I believe in snow because it always brings
happiness.

I belive that what ever comes around
goes around

I believe that girls always
 drive men crazy

I believe in listening to others
that its a key for understanding

I believe in connection
between people

I believe you shouldn't be really eager
into learning about secrets because
they may leave wounds

I believe that it is impossible
to buy friendship

I believe in traditional Albanian
food because it reminds me of
home.

I believe that with every mistake
we learn something new

And I believe that the love
for our country shall never
be dispelled

never to be forgotten

so go out and make many

The Cold War (Based On Black Ops)

We were in our camp site. War between Russian armies and U.S armies continued. Our commander Isaac Clarke told us we had to get prepared to invade the Russians and confiscate the Nova six project before it pervaded the world. Manny scattered soldiers were assimilated into the army. Russia had over 20 thousand soldiers while we had only 10 thousand. After a few months we gathered over 25 thousand soldiers.

Our commander prepared plans for us on how to win the war and divided us into many squads each having their own captain. Most of us of course were having a dissension over the commander's plans. What we all knew was that we had to be very meticulous about the war.

After two weeks, we were ready. It was around 7:00 AM and the sun was just setting out and we were still sweltering while we got to our choppers. More than 100 helicopters were going to Moscow's frontlines. While on the route a friendly helicopter went down. It was there when the war had started. We were divided into six large groups. I was the captain of squad Alpha.

The state of battle was in total anarchy. We applied our commander's orders and encompassed the Russians throughout every route. I took my squad through alot of Russian troops and managed to kill most of them. We reached our main priority. To apprehend Nikita Dragovich the general of the Russians and leader of the Nova six project. Our mission was complete. While getting back from the Russian lands I can remember only one thing. That I got shot by a sniper and I thought I fell forever behind enemy lines.

After a 16 hour ride a medic woke me up at our campsite with my open chest wound being healed. I then thanked him for saving my life. The main part was the end. Dragovich was interrogated by Alex Mason our U.S General, and John Marston. We waited for hours to hear the chosen decision and it seemed that Dragovich is getting rather hanged than arraigned. After a few hours the scene was set up and Dragovich was ready to be executed. "Goodbye American dogs, Russia will PREVAIL!!" Those were his last words before he died.

After that incident all of us gathered to lionize Commander Clarke's success in battle. We thought what a calamity it would be if the Nova six project would pervade the world killing everyone if we hadn't stopped it. All of us were lionized by the U.S.A and the world. We were glad to succed and happy to have saved the world.

The Great Gift (RELATED TO MAX)

Because I don't celebrate christmas, Max was nice enough to give me a present. At first I was really happy and that was going to be my first christmas gift. I told Max how nice he was to give me a gift. That day was the end of school day and we were going to go over sleep at Dyvon's house (Me, Brandon, and Mikkel.) We were going to the mall and Max called to say that he wasn't coming. It made me sad cause I thought i might finally get my gift. Max left me in total anarchy when he told me he was not going to give me my gift until January 17th, 2011 the day school starts. It was then when I apprehended why Max didn't still give me my gift.

January 17th, 2011 came really fast and I was excited to get my gift. When I saw Max I said: "HI MUX! WHERE IS MY GIFT!!" Max responded: "I don't have it". At that moment I raged and I told  him "I wont talk to you until you give me my gift." He said that he was okay with that. The next days he still didn't bring me my gift. I realized he was doing a calamity to me without giving my gift. He promised it 1 month and a half ago and I still dont have it. When I thought about it it made me even more mad. I was trying to do a conspiracy and go steal the gift by myself but I knew it was illegal. January 27th and today Max still said : "I don't have it" I felt like punching him in the same time and I did.  We didn't share words until lunch and then He told me he was going to bring it tomorrow. ( I am telling  you now MAX GIVE ME MY GIFT OR I WILL KILL YOU!!)

P.S This was written with Max's permission and 99% of it is true and so is the MAX GIVE ME MY GIFT OR I WILL KILL YOU part!
Thank You!

The Park - Holden Style

The Park

I was walking in this really lousy park. I saw a homeless old man who didn’t look any good. He just was freezing like a bastard. So what I did was I gave him enough dough so he could have a nice breakfast. He was thankful as hell. Then we shaked hands and all that crap. I gave him much dough, but I didn’t care much.

I was thinking about this guy, Alex Mason at Whooton School. He’s family was poor as hell. For a whole week he wore the same clothes. I didn’t even know if he brushed his goddam teeth. He got kicked out. I felt sorry for him. He couldn’t even bring money to school. It killed me

Anyway, while I was walking I saw this very phony couple talking about marriage, and all that crap. It was one of those very phony conversations which are really boring.

I kept walking and it was really boring, but but I didn’t care much. I was freezing like a bastard. There were about thousand benches so I just sat on one. I was feeling lonesome as Hell. I thought about giving this guy, Eric Pumphrey a buzz. He was this very intellectual guy. He was pretty self-confident. He thought he was the goddam king. I didn’t feel like calling him though.

Everywhere I was surrounded by morons. I just tried to get the hell out of there. I mean go home and all. I started to even miss my goddam parents. I was getting pretty excited until the consequences came in my mind.

Anyway, I finally got of the bench and started going to the ducks and see what they were doing. As I was walking I couldn’t believe what happened. A little boy was being beat up by a older one. It killed me, it really did. So what I did was I went to the boy and told him to stop. I tried to be more manly, and when he saw I was twice as old as him he started running away. I helped the young boy get up and all. He thanked me.

I only thought to myself. What is going on in this park today? But I knew I couldn’t answer that. I finally somehow managed to reach the ducks. It was really cold and I saw none of the ducks in the lagoon. I was pretty sad I didn’t get to see them, but I started going to another way. I didn’t know wherever the hell I was going. I just kept thinking about what happened today in this goddam park. First the old man, then the phony couple, the morons, and finally the young boy. This was a really strange day. I started thinking of going home and all. I was really missing Phoebe and even my goddam parents. So what I did was I tried to think of a way how to explain to my parents why I am back before Wednesday, but I just couldn’t think of what to make up. But then something just randomly popped out in my mind. What if Phoebe was here with me and see what happened in the park? It killed me. I couldn’t think of Phoebe’s reactions of this stupid park.

Then I finally found the stupid exit. I was so goddam happy to leave of that strange park. But I knew that what happened there today would haunt me afterwards.

The Good, The Bad, And The Drunk

Yes, I remember how I met with Holden. It was a cold December day, and I was walking in the part. I saw a guy with a red hunting cap on who looked alot like Holden Caulfield. When I got closer i noticed that I was correct with my conjecture. I thought it was a unlikely recurrence for me to see him again but there it happened. It was a really  spontaneous thing to happen and I was shocked to see him. We talked about old timed. He was a really, lonely boy.

He asked me how everything was (family, friends, life, school.) He seemed quite affable now. He asked me if I'd care to have a drink with him. I responded: Of Course. After a few minutes we arrived at the coffe shop. He ordered a scotch while I ordered a beer. I remember how his childhood was. It was getting really late and I knew if I told him I had to go he would get mad and sad. Holden, who is a avid drinker, is also a avid smoker. He got drunk so fast that he couldn't notice I was there. Finally I succumbed and said: I really need to go. After I said that he seemed really tremulous and begged me not to go. 1 more hour I told him.

He made me feel really sad. I am as you probably noticed, very irascable. He tried to encompass me in any way to talk about my sex life but I said: Thats really personal! He asked me now how my grades were, but he sured did that in an amiss matter. Fine. I answered. I felt pretty nervous to stay with him, but his entreaty made me stay. He was really resilient I can tell. He started talking about his family. If I remember he had 3 siblings. Phoebe, Allie, and D.B. Why was he resilient? Because his young brother, Allie died when he was only 13 years old. He told me how he still haunts him but that he is over it. He was a really intelligent, lovely boy. I can remember back in school how reclusive Holden was. He always asked me stuff like: Will you, Vigan, do my Homework for me. I always did, because his disposition was always sad.

I was really feeling dehydrated from my last beer, so I ordered another one. Holden ordered another scotch. The smell of smoke pervaded through the coffe shop. I asked him if he could stop but my endeavor failed. Finally, I was getting quite mad because he drank and smoked so much he wasnt even able to talk anymore.
Good Bye I said. And there goes another encounter with Holden Caulfield.

A poem to Max, and Daniel

(READ THIS FIRST)
People this is a simple joke! Whatever is said in this poem isn't really meant or is true in any ways. My friends Daniel and Max are epic friends!

It began with an end.
Calmly walking.
Brought from the principal
to this kid with this
British accent.

Hi. Like that.
He was audacious
to be friends with me
though I conscientiously
warned him.

He took the risk.
I was prudent to not
say anything, and so I did.

End of English class,
this Brazilian guy comes to
me and says: Ya like video games?
Of course I said, in a serene matter.

We were embarking  in a new friendship.
We sat in a table in lunch.
Nobody else, so we rebuked
each others taste of foods.

They both pilfered some parts of
my life.

As better friends we became, they
started to annoy me.
I thought they were dumb
now.

They even started spoiling things.
As, I would eat they would mutiny
my request to not tell the teacher lies
about me.

They always insult me.
I try to be nice, but they wont
let me. But they had no inkling
that one day I would be mad

Whenever I am talking to Brandon they
interrupt me, and start insulting, and rankle
me, and spoil Dexter season five,
I feel like punching them.

One day I will not tolerate
it and our so called friendship
will be ended, and I can crack their faces,
Boom Bang!

Flunked

Covered, cloudy
Walking on snow
on the mission

to visit his teacher.
Coat off, asking to see
if he is better

Walking in the room
with disgust.
He has a seat in the bed
hard as a rock.

He made him take
his essay
and read it a
thousand times
which made him abhor

For crying out loud stop.
He thought.
How could he break
it up to his teacher though?

The Egyptians weren't
interesting enough, a thing
that caused him to be flunked

Interested, interested
asking for his opinion
on his life

Three schools
cracked. Doesn't
he feel any concern
about his future?

Trying to make him
think about his future
but that made him despondent

I am trying to help.
I am trying to help you
He said

He knew he wanted
to help but then
he had to go

to the gym,
leaving him with the words
"Don't worry about me".

"Good luck". He yelled.
And there goes another lie,
one by one.