Red Team Vs. Blue Team

"Ask not what your teammates can do for you. Ask what you can do for your teammates." - Magic Johnson

        Basketball, football; ask me which my favorite team is or my favorite player. Well my answer would be "which team is in New York"? I don't watch sports, physical ones atleast. If you ask me to support my team, the first thing in my head would be running to the front lines and give suppressing fire with the M60 .50 cal. It's all about perspective, face it, not everyone knows sports. Here we sit and occasionally chat about basketball or tennis. To the silent half of the class, its a blurry unknown xenolanguage. It's fine and I don't mind it, I just peer into my imagination and if you ask me for my favorite team, I would tell you the Nicks bu in my mind I would be tell you the red team. Just like physical sports where athletes compete for millions, there is a league of gamers that rally together and compete for millions in my unknown world.

-Rico

War

I believe in love, I believe in war. War's an interesting topic, and hopefully one that I will never need to explore. The closest thing to war that I have ever come across is one of words. Vicious battles where the winner is determined by the quiver of a lip or the free-falling water from the cliffs of one's pupils. Some may say that war holds no purpose. Others persist that it is the only purpose. Elimination and success. I believe in war. It has innate roots in the core of our human's being. Sure, words can solve things, but in the words of elderly grandmothers everywhere, "who the hell doesn't love to throw the fisticuffs around." That feeling. The one requiring sacrifice, blood, sweat, tears is in us. War is confrontation. And confrontation is human. We are engineered to fight for what is ours. We don't take shit. Well, if we do we take shit and give it right back. It's what we do. We kill shit for fun cause someone said something, or kill shit just to kill shit. War might be wrong or hateful, but it's there and there's no changing it. - All White Everything 

What if?

I'm not your average come-from-behind success story. I come from a nice family, a good neighbourhood, a home with food on the table, and in high school I was a nobody. I come from a place where success is attainable as long as you put the work in. A place where my competition was myself and the only enemy that I had was the person staring back at me in the mirror. I turned my life into a never-ending cycle of basketball training and information. My world turned into the hardest fitness camp of all time, and as I got healthier my game progressed. I was constantly researching. Watching the Lebrons, the Chris', the Carmelos. The only difference was, they weren't watching me. They had no idea what was coming, who was out there and how it could all change. By the end of senior year I had shattered the mirror, the opinions of my doubters, and then my own collarbone. I could never shoot again. I had a chance at the American Dream, and just like everything else, it shattered. - All White Everything

Gone

I can never meet my hero. He's dead. Gone with the wind like a child's balloon, drifting so very fluently into the stratosphere, equally as confusing and even more heartbreaking. My grandfather died before I was born, and from what I knew of him her was a great man. He was a hard worker, a government employee with the purpose of making the lives around him better. I've never known what it's like to have a grandfather. I've never had the experience of getting a $50 travellers cheque for my birthday or even a gas station miscellaneous gift for Christmas. Those really aren't the things that I would have wanted, though. What I want is a person. An extra father. The presence of a wise, rugged old man to be there for me when the times get tough. That first throw, first drink, first cigar. The moments that last a lifetime, the moments I'll never have. - All White Everything

Here

I'm from a place that says a thousand things in three syllables. It is iconic. Known. Respected. I'm from a place where the streets are filled with chance and choice and you always one step away from winning it all. Being from Vancouver means that I know my place. I know where I'm from and I'm proud of that. Being from Vancouver means that I know my hockey. I know that winning is everything. Forty-three years without a ring will teach you that. All that matters is putting the puck in the net. Being from here means that winning is rejoiced and failure is never an option. Here is sometimes falling, and getting right back up when you do. Being from Vancouver means that the city is behind you no matter what. We'll watch, we'll cheer, we'll boo, but we'll always love our Canucks. Here is repping the blue and green. And here is where the winners will rejoice, soon enough. - All White Everything

Belief, Believe

Belief isn't something that should have the ability to be controlled. Belief is something innate, it's the unjust, unedited, organic material that compiles a person's soul. Belief is unchanging. It isn't altered by someone else's opinions or thoughts because it doesn't offer the opportunity to succumb to change. Now, belief can be different for different people. Some keep their beliefs buried deep in the caves of their being, forever casting shadows on the thoughts they admire most. Others share their beliefs. Whether it is religion, opinion, or even crashing stages at award shows to display their admiration for their best friend's wife's dance moves, people have different ways of showing their beliefs. Beliefs are like lollipops, no matter how much you suck and dissolve the sugar, the stick stays the same. It may look disgusting to others, but you care for it all the same. Inedible and unchanged. - All White Everything

Call Me Maybe

Forever is an illusive statement. It's like hate or need. I don't think I could ever really hate someone or something and as far as needing something goes there are only a few select items that really fulfill that specificity. I feel that, like beauty, forever is in the eye of the beholder. The term can take the role of some hopeless romantic's favourite term, being used in the odd tweet and the abundance of love letters that they write in order to waste time and emotion. For those who believe in fate, forever takes a whole different role. This type of forever is stored way back in the depths of their brain cavity, fearing to appear until the time is right. These risk-takers proceed through life anticipating nothing and being truly happy when they finally strike gold. I guess, in using the term half-life, at least in love, it is used to generalize the beginning stages of the ever so attractive emotion. The good times. The times that Carly Rae-Jepsen sings about. These are the times where getting lost in each others eyes is a common theme and PDA is a constant one. If love really is forever, it is those times that are most fondly remembered. They get the lovers through the other times. The times that James Blunt sings about. Oh, how he must envy Carly Rae. I ever find love, I never want that half life to end, I'll be singing Call Me Maybe forever. - All White Everything